Chapter Eighty-One: The Dark Angel of Eternity Never Gets Stuck

  Although Wu Dalang was also concerned about the acne on his face, after all, it was the first time a girl called him "Wu Dalang Gege". Wu Dalang's heart almost flew away. He scratched his big fat butt and then scratched his big fat cheeks, saying: "Acne sister, call me 'Wu Dalang Gege' again, I'll tell you right away!"

  The acne saw Wu Dalang's thick skin and said in a shrill voice: "Brother Wu Dalang, why don't you just die!"

  Hahaha...

  Wu Dalang has been humiliated to the bone, after being scolded, he feels relieved, seeing that the atmosphere has become a bit too heated due to his own actions, he can only add more fuel to the fire, haha, it seems that Wu Dalang is going to be on fire today!

  Wu Dalang then said with a sorrowful face: "My method of dealing with mid-level card Wen is still based on the epiphany of the divine level broken king, and I really want to thank Paozi!"

  Ye Qing could clearly see through his spiritual awareness that Wu Dalang was desperately suppressing his heartbeat, guessing that what came next wouldn't be anything good. This Wu Dalang had started to learn how to step on himself to climb up, but in Ye Qing's heart, he didn't mind Wu Dalang's behavior too much, after all, Wu Dalang was his roommate and brother!

  Wu Dalang saw that everyone was holding their breath, waiting for his next words, and so he said with a serious face: "The way to deal with mid-level Kawen is to watch a certain island nation's video, using poison to fight poison..."

  Haha... Brother Wu Dalang, you're so evil! You'd better go die, wasting food while alive and wasting a grave after death. It's simply desecrating the pure literary sanctuary, what a shame to literature!

  Wu Dalang saw that he had thoroughly changed the atmosphere of everyone, although there were some curses, but Wu Dalang regarded them as farting, who can understand Wu Dalang's good intentions!

  "Wu Dalang smiled with a big mouth: "Alright, good friends, those who were dozing off are now awake. I, Wu Dalang, will teach you all the ultimate moves that Paozi has taught me. I suggest everyone to communicate more with Paozi after class, it's very enlightening!"

  Ye Qing was indeed impressed by this Wu Dalang, a small card trick had dragged on for almost half the class, but seeing Teacher Hao's equally frustrated expression, Ye Qing could only secretly think: "Dalang you win, but be careful not to fall off!"

  Wu Dalang didn't sell steamed buns anymore, because several impatient classmates were already holding thick textbooks in their hands. It's estimated that if Wu Dalang doesn't hurry up and talk, hehe, a dozen or so big thick books will be smashed over, and his chubby face will definitely become a pig head!

  Wu Dalang let out a few snorts and said, "When dealing with intermediate-level Kawen, it's all about using poison to fight poison. The method I used earlier is very effective, but for writing elegant articles like 'Yang Chun Bai Xue', it's better to use it sparingly. There are many other ways to use poison to fight poison, and I, Wu Dalang, will only share the methods that I have personally tried and proven to be effective. You'll have to try out more methods on your own!"

  Good, well said...

  Wu Dalang saw that everyone finally recognized his method of using poison to attack poison, and he became even more outspoken: "Mid-level Kawen is very poisonous, many promising books are ruined like this. So, we need to use an even more toxic method to deal with it. I, Wu Dalang, often use the following methods: First, watching videos, which I've already mentioned. Second, pouring a whole bucket of cold water on your head suddenly, kids, be careful in winter! Third, getting hit on the head with a plastic stick or something, find a reliable roommate to do it for you, otherwise, if they turn you into an idiot, I, Wu Dalang, am not responsible. Fourth, Ice and Fire Nine Heavens, eating spicy peppers while eating ice pops..."

  Everyone was shocked and terrified. How could Wu Dalang write a book and still try to experience the ten most heinous punishments of the Qing Dynasty? He's really dedicated!

  However, what Wu Dalang said is a bit extreme, but for mid-level card writers, it's not a bad way to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

  Everyone listened and felt very inspired, so they started cheering and urging Wu Dalang to quickly tell them how to deal with the ultimate Kawen!

  Wu Dalang suddenly started taking off his clothes, and when he was about to take off his pants, Zhang Yulong grabbed him and said: "Brother Dalang, just take off the top, you have to pay for taking off your pants, and you'll lose your life if you take them off!"

  Hahaha...

  Wu Dalang also sobered up a bit from that selfless emotion, and with his upper body exposed, he waved his own red flower jacket like a flag, running around the podium in a circle, almost scaring Teacher Hao to sit on the ground!

  Wu Dalang saw that his efforts had finally stirred up everyone's nearly dead nerves, and said: "In order to deal with the ultimate Kawen, there is only this method of putting it in a desperate situation and then reviving it. Otherwise, it will definitely be a flop!"

  The acne-covered youth weakly asked: "Are we girls supposed to learn from you and run naked in the streets too?"

  "Uh-huh, if you don't want to hit the streets, you have to sacrifice your appearance a bit. For us literary people, we shouldn't be bound by trivial matters. The best way to release our souls is to abandon this smelly flesh. Running naked in the streets is just the first step! It's like playing roller coasters, bungee jumping, marathons, getting drunk, or having a broken heart... as long as you torture yourself to death, it's all good! As long as you don't die, you'll definitely break through the bottleneck. That's what they mean by 'great difficulties lead to great blessings'! I heard Han Han is a racing driver, no wonder he can write such great articles! Hehe..."

  Good... said well...

  The boys were all cheering and shouting, while the girls also protested with a cold hum, not to be outdone by the boys. The atmosphere of the whole class was now heated up by Wu Dalang's foolishness.

  Mr. Hao is very satisfied with the current classroom atmosphere, and Ye Qing can also see through his divine consciousness that Mr. Hao is very excited. I'm afraid even Mr. Hao didn't expect that this Wu Dalang would perform so well. Ye Qing was also speechless, this Wu Dalang had poured out all the things he had discussed with him in one breath, but it's good that he has a conscience and took the initiative to say that he learned from Piao Yu. If he dared to be an ungrateful wolf who destroys the bridge after crossing the river, hehe, he wouldn't have any future prospects.

  Teacher Hao took a sip of tea, glanced at the time, and although Teacher Hao hid it well, Ye Qing still knew that Teacher Hao was surprised. Obviously, Wu Dalang's performance had disrupted Teacher Hao's lesson plan, as class was about to end soon. Teacher Hao hastily instructed: "The ultimate solution to the problem of writing a novel is to improve your own writing skills. Create a rough outline, which is the skeleton of a long article. You can't lack it. Use your talents to fill in the flesh and blood, and you will have a rich character image. In the next lesson, we will talk about how to use the Dark Angel to earn your first pot of gold. Students who want to get rich must not miss it! You no longer have the problem of writing a novel now. After class, work hard to update, store more manuscripts, and always be true to your dreams. Never disappoint your readers who like you!"

  Clap, clap, clap... Thunderous applause erupted, and Ye Qing couldn't help but join in, despite not being particularly interested in making money.

  Wu Dalang was so excited that his whole body trembled. Wu Dalang, who had been poor since childhood, had deeply suffered from poverty. If he learned how to make money, he would have more security in finding a girlfriend in the future!

  Ye Qing went back to the dormitory directly, and Tie Mu followed Ye Qing like a shadow. Wu Dalang and Zhang Yulong followed like greedy dogs, no, like Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

  Zhang Yulong followed like a big bear, with his head held high and his chest out. Wu Dalaon the other hand looked just like a smaller bear, following along with his head down and his shoulders slumped, even drooling slightly - it was unclear whether he was thinking of food or women.

  After returning to the dormitory, Ye Qing not only made a large iron pot of fragrant hot pot for everyone, but also brought out a sumptuous snack. Ye Qing thought that one reason was to celebrate completing a major task and getting the title of "Little Broken King". The second reason was to celebrate the system giving him three days off, after which he would take them on a trip around the world. When Ye Qing mentioned this to the foodies, he naturally got everyone's unanimous approval.

  Wu Dalang happily took off his little flower jacket, revealing a thick layer of chest hair. Everyone exaggeratedly pretended to vomit for a while, and Wu Dalang saw that everyone seemed to have lost their appetite. He then smiled and started eating voraciously.

  Ye Qing really didn't know that to celebrate getting the title of Little Rags King, so many touching stories would happen in the next three days. Perhaps what happened in these three days was more than what many people experience in a lifetime. Life's encounters are like this, and at this time, how many brothers who were eating hot pot with Ye Qing could return safely? Ye Qing himself also had several close calls with death, but that's a story for later. Let's start from the beginning instead.

  The tremendous pressure the Helper's Great Upgrade System put on Ye Qing was immense. Having always worked under pressure, Ye Qing hadn't felt anything out of the ordinary. Now that the system had unexpectedly given him a three-day break, Ye Qing felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and comfort. Perhaps this was what they meant by "life is precious, love is priceless, but for the sake of freedom, both can be discarded" - the preciousness of freedom! Of course, for us cultivators, abandoning life would be utterly ridiculous, something only a pretentious and annoying young artist would do.

  Ye Qing took the three of them, first strolling through the streets and alleys of Western Capital. At this time, the sky had just darkened, for modern city dwellers, a day's life was only just beginning.

  Ye Qing and the four of them ate their fill, especially Wu Dalang, who was beaming with joy, his face flushed with excitement. Zhang Yulon, on the other hand, couldn't help but sneak a peek at the urban beauties, his eyes scanning their bodies with an unbridled enthusiasm. If he were to cultivate his inner energy to the intermediate level, haha, it's likely that every beautiful woman in the world would have been ogled by him.

  Tiemu stood like a loyal guardian, always standing behind Ye Qing, vigilant of the dangers around him, even though it was now a peaceful city, Tiemu still treated it as if it were the terrifying Bloodstone City.

  Although the streets and alleys were still bustling and prosperous, the vendors and city managers were still competing in wisdom and bravery. The three teachings and nine streams were still so self-sufficient. However, Ye Qing caught a hint of unease, completely unreasonable unease.