Chapter 47: The Strange Guest
After exiting from the blueprint and saying goodbye to the NPC cuties dressed in two-dimensional costumes, Yang Lei came to the counter of the game city, looked at Jack and said, "That's all for today's training, everyone has worked hard!" β
Returning to the real world, Yang Lei's figure has undoubtedly become much taller in Jack's heart. In the face of Locke at the level of a general, the Phantom Warrior's stunning punch left an indelible impression in everyone's hearts, including powerful players like Zhang Tie and Tian Feng, which also made his attitude much more respectful.
In this world, there has always been a rule of natural selection for the survival of the fittest, and people's attitude towards the strong depends on how hard their fists are!
"Boss, it's now rumored on the forums that you're an ace pilot from a special operations unit!" Jack said with some admiration: "And the popularity of the video you just played against Locke has now surpassed many first-line media stars in the Federation!" β
"Oh?" Yang Lei clicked on the official forum of the blueprint with great interest, and saw that the screenshot below a battle video showed that the number of views had reached an astonishing nearly 100 million times.
"Oh my God! The challenger is too strong! Completely stress-free against the Lesser-K24! β
"It's not that the challenger is strong, and it is estimated that no one will accept that kind of antique-level mecha sold to the Federation's collection. It should be the Phantom Warrior who is strong! β
"Agree upstairs! It means that the Phantom Warrior's beautiful uppercut has captured my heart! β
"Vomit...... Can you be a little brainless upstairs, and the Phantom Warrior will take a fancy to you? Don't be a nymphomaniac here......"
"Phantom Warriors are simply my idols......"
"Isn't your idol Ke Shaofeng?"
"It's not okay to change it."
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"Actually, Ke Shaofeng is not bad, but I still feel that I still prefer the Phantom Warrior as a technical flow player, but I don't know what the Phantom Warrior does?"
"Phantom warriors should be called God of War...... That's right, the invincible Phantom God of War! β
Yang Lei looked at these players' comments with a smile, silently closed the interface, and then lit a cigarette, thinking that it was such a wonderful feeling to be noticed by many people.
Jack showed a lewd smile after reading it, and said, "Look, our Phantom Warrior has a large number of female fans so quickly, I'm afraid I will inevitably be hollowed out by wine in the future......"
Yang Lei slapped Jack's head with one hand and said to him seriously: "No one can stop the growth of the Storm Legion!" Even if there are various reasons, everyone tries not to delay their daily training, understand? β
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"Alright, in order to celebrate the victory of the Stormwind Legion in its first battle, and to be the first day of formation, I invite everyone to ......"
A group of people looked at Yang Lei with blank eyes, and couldn't help but show an irrepressible look, looking forward to what kind of big meal or high-end entertainment activities Yang Lei would have.
"How about you please eat noodles?"
"Lean ......"
"The captain is so stingy......"
Yang Lei looked at Zhang Tie with black lines on his face, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, he really wanted to go up and flatten him. You know, since he left the army, he has no external income and has to pay for everything out of his own pocket, if it was in the past, it would be fine, although he only had a salary of 800 federal guilders per month, but he would not go hungry, and now he can only go to Asimov's every day to eat and drink with a cheeky face.
It was dawn when they came out of the game city, except for Jack, who wanted to look at the store pitifully, the rest of the people followed Yang Lei to Fengyue Street. Among them, only Enzo was not the first time to visit, but he was still greatly surprised by the approaching night of Fengyue Street.
The lights are bright, and the paper is drunk. It is very suitable to use this to shape the noisy Fengyue Street at this time, the whole street is filled with the smell of erosion, as if it has fallen into purgatory on earth, exposing the ugly side of human nature to everyone without concealment.
Zhang Tie looked at the women standing on the street with heavy makeup, and even more exaggeratedly covered his chest and shouted for help. Only Linda is relatively natural, and under the influence of the bad atmosphere of those younger brothers on the armed front all the year round, he does not seem to be restrained at all on this occasion.
"Stinky boy! It's not enough to eat alone, and this time you brought so many people, Lao Tzu owes you in your last life?! After seeing Yang Lei, Asimov almost locked the door of the ramen restaurant.
"Old man! You're too stingy, don't you just eat a few bowls of noodles from you! "Don't look at Zhang Tie from the army, but in fact, if he didn't have the discipline of steel, the reckless aura on his body would definitely scare the children in the kindergarten.
As soon as he pulled the door, Yang Lei entered the noodle restaurant like a loach, threw a few crumpled federal shields left in his pocket on the table, and said helplessly: "You see, I only have so much left." β
Originally, there were still a few customers in the noodle restaurant, but after Yang Lei and a few people stirred it up, they were all afraid of getting into trouble like ruffians and hooligans and quietly left.
Asimov's beard was about to stand up at this time, and seeing this, Enzo took out a brand-new large-denomination federal shield from his pocket and said with a smile: "Excuse me, a few of us just came out of the blueprint, and we are really hungry." β
"If you don't learn, you can't do it!"
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Unceremoniously stuffed the money into his pocket, and after dropping such a sentence, Asimov walked to the back kitchen.
"This old fellow!" Seeing that the weather in Chicheng was about to enter early summer, it was very hot, Yang Lei wiped the sweat on his forehead and took out a few bottles of cool beer from the freezer.
"Captain, is this supposed to be...... The one in your house, right? After Zhang Tie heard Yang Lei's address to Asimov, he seemed to remember something, and glanced at Tian Feng beside him in tacit understanding.
"Exactly," Asimov said nonchalantly, as he threw the peanuts from the plate into his mouth, crossing his legs.
"Shhh
Thinking of his disrespectful attitude just now, he suddenly gasped. As early as when he was in the Special Warfare Alliance, he heard that Yang Lei had a father with a strange personality, who was not only the chief designer of the Federal Mecha Research Society, but also hired as an honorary professor by NASA High-tech.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gulp down a bottle of soda and stop talking like a child who had done something wrong.
The busy Asimov saw several people quietly discussing something with Yang Lei from the glass window of the kitchen, and his face couldn't help but be filled with a warm smile. Since two years ago, he has never seen Yang Lei open his heart so much to others, the shadow of the change in his heart is like a lingering nightmare, and he feels very uncomfortable when he sees Yang Lei who is becoming more and more autistic every day.
But now, it looks like this kid is back on the track of normal life, and now he is relieved.
When the steaming ramen was served, several people were even crazier than the primitive natives of the brave tribe. For a while, the atmosphere was hot, and everyone pushed each other's glasses and exchanged lamps, and they were happy.
After three rounds of drinking, after sending away this group of drunks, Yang Lei saw a high-end hovercar gradually driving on the street in the distance, and a middle-aged man walked down from the door, he didn't care, turned around and helped Asimov clean the noodle shop briefly, and then the two sat opposite each other, each lighting a cigarette.
"They're all your friends?"
After taking a sip of strong rum, Asimov looked at Yang Lei and said, "These young people are very good, and they are all new forces in the future of the Federation!" I'm glad for you, boy! β
"Asimov, have you ever thought about what we will do in the future? Will it continue to sink like this? Yang Lei stood up and accidentally knocked down the chair behind him, he looked at Asimov's stunned expression and said: "I don't want to continue like this, I want to start all over again!" β
"Hey! Are you listening to me? β
"What are you looking at!" After Yang Lei noticed Asimov's strange appearance, he immediately came to his side, only to see Asimov's eyes suddenly shoot out a murderous aura at this time, which frightened Yang Lei, since he was a child, he had never seen Asimov be so extreme, so that the whole face looked a little hideous.
"You're not welcome here!" He slowly stood up, looked at a man outside the door, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, even used his native language, and shouted: "getout! β