Under Xue Xun’s lead, the team members—who didn’t seem to have any urgent duties—celebrated enthusiastically in the cafeteria. They were celebrating both Yi Luo’s recovery without suffering lasting effects and the fact that He Wuning and Yi Luo had emerged victorious against the monster ambush.
The cafeteria staff specially prepared extra dishes, adding several small stir-fries. In a resource-scarce game world, this was a rare and splendid feast.
He Wuning found himself squeezed into the middle of the group, a little uncomfortable as he held his chopsticks in his mouth.
He had initially chosen a seat at the edge, away from the crowd, but Yi Luo’s long legs carried him straight to sit beside He Wuning, and the noisy, troublesome group followed him along.
Yi Luo plucked the chopsticks from He Wuning’s mouth: “Eat the food, will chopsticks fill you up?”
Xue Xun smiled and encouraged him, “Come on, Brother He, don’t hold back, eat more. I’m telling you, these are the cafeteria auntie’s specialties—rarely available to ordinary people! If it weren’t for the good news today, we wouldn’t have gotten such fine dishes!”
Yi Luo scooped a large serving into He Wuning’s bowl and, before he could say anything, skillfully removed all the scallions.
Xing Yue looked on, hesitant to speak.
Yi Luo raised his eyes: “What are you looking at? Never seen such a considerate teammate?”
“Can you even do that? Have you ever been this kind to a teammate?”
Xing Yue immediately fell into the trap, forgetting what he was about to say. He rolled up his sleeves and pounded the table: “Cao Wu, come here, I’ll peel the shrimp for you!”
Cao Wu frowned and quietly moved his bowl slightly aside: “Captain, I can’t, I have a wife.”
“Who cares about your wife? Hand over the bowl!” Xing Yue rolled up his sleeves.
Yi Luo successfully diverted attention, leaning back and smiling at He Wuning.
He Wuning tried to push him away, but as soon as his hands touched Yi Luo’s back, Yi Luo leaned back: “Eh, I still feel a bit weak.”
He Wuning: “…”
Xue Xun, smiling, subtly signaled He Wuning: “Brother He, after we finish eating, let’s go to the lab to share the new data.”
He rubbed his hands together. “I heard you had quite a haul this time, hehe, heheh…”
“Ah, right,” Yi Luo nodded. “Also, my gun broke; I need Zuo Qianming to repair it.”
Xing Yue couldn’t contain his curiosity: “Hey, what kind of monsters did you encounter? How did you fight them?”
Yi Luo glanced at He Wuning, raising an eyebrow: “You didn’t tell them?”
“I did.” He Wuning replied matter-of-factly. “Three specialized spider women, burned them with fire, dropped 30% fragments, that’s it.”
Yi Luo: “......”
Yi Luo looked at Xue Xun with a hint of sympathy: “Did he always describe it like that when sharing intelligence?”
Xue Xun’s expression was mournful: “Exactly like that, though he explained the monsters’ moves clearly; the rest I had to ask bit by bit.”
He glanced at the round pink system icon. “It’s easier now that Q came along.”
Q-chan, knowing she was being praised, shyly smiled: “Ah, no, I’m not that cute—”
Yi Luo: “…”
It didn’t seem like he was being praised for being cute either.
He shook his head and tapped the table with his chopsticks. “Come, come, let me show you my storytelling skills. You want to hear how we fought, right?”
The team members leaned in.
Yi Luo spun a convoluted tale of heroic rescues and reversals, leaving He Wuning speechless as he proudly stood and left the cafeteria.
They still had some serious matters to discuss in the lab.
In Zuo Qianming’s lab, He Wuning placed the 30% fragment on the table. Everyone involuntarily drew a sharp breath.
“30%!” Xue Xun looked utterly astonished. “That’s nearly a third of a full admin authority—just got it like that?”
“’Just got it like that’?!” Yi Luo raised an eyebrow, correcting him. “Not easy at all! I even ended up in the hospital.”
Xue Xun didn’t look up: “I heard about that. You brought it on yourself, refusing to restore your buff. Who’s to blame?”
“Should we blame Brother He for not feeding it to you?”
Yi Luo: “......”
Who could dare blame He Wuning?
He squinted at Xue Xun, feeling like the guy was exploiting the situation.
It even seemed as if everyone knew they were using He Wuning’s name to hassle him.
“According to the spider woman, the monsters they can dispatch are capped at the limit of the admin fragments I possess,” He Wuning tapped the table with his fingers. “I’m not sure whether it’s better to distribute the fragments to others to train more combat power, or to level up quickly myself to face increasingly strong opponents.”
“By the way, since she said that, it also means that among the entire human faction—at least in our Zone A—there probably isn’t a player with more than 30%.” Li Liangzi pushed up his glasses, looking at He Wuning. “Unfortunately, it seems you’re currently the real hope for humanity.”
The officials had been searching for so long, yet no other candidates for administrator—those who could see fragment names or already possessed fragments themselves—had appeared. He Wuning had mentally prepared himself for that.
He casually looked away. No matter how many titles they gave him, it wouldn’t change anything.
Zuo Qianming was tinkering with Yi Luo’s broken sniper while agreeing: “In the worst-case scenario, maybe not just the entire zone, but the entire Blue Star has only you.”
He Wuning remained expressionless. “Stop talking—I can already feel my shoulders getting sore.”
Li Liangzi chuckled. “A boy your age, hearing about a chance to save the world, shouldn’t you feel excited?”
“If you urgently need to raise combat power, I can also help modify skills,” He Wuning said, averting his gaze. “But rather than saving the world, I’d prefer if the world didn’t need saving.”
He glanced at Yi Luo. “3% of this goes to him. I want the skill to modify the milk tea car for both land and water use.”
“I haven’t decided how to use the rest yet.”
Zuo Qianming nodded. “Yi Luo mentioned this to me a while back. I’ve recently been studying some amphibious vehicle models.”
“Coincidentally, they also moved the milk tea car to the outdoor parking lot. Once your skill points are ready, we can check it out together.”
Yi Luo was stunned. “The milk tea car is broken, isn’t it? How did they drag it into the safe zone?”
A sudden sense of crisis struck him. Could someone besides him actually repair a vehicle?
“The Operations Department brought it back,” Zuo Qianming said with a smile. “Although He Wuning said leaving it there would be fine, they weren’t comfortable with it. I also mentioned I wanted to study the milk tea car, so they volunteered to push it back.”
Yi Luo’s expression was complicated. “These guys in the Operations Department, really…”
Xue Xun looked touched. “So kind-hearted.”
Yi Luo scoffed. “Overly eager.”
“Tsk!” Xue Xun frowned and gave him an elbow.
“Shh.” Yi Luo drew in a sharp breath. “I think you all forgot I was just a patient not long ago.”
Li Liangzi chuckled. “Since the monsters suffered a defeat, I guess at this 30% stage, they won’t recklessly challenge you again.”
“I think they’ll quiet down for a bit, and after assessing your growth from this encounter, they’ll regroup and strike.”
He Wuning nodded. “Next, we’ll head to the ocean zone.”
“The only skill I want to assign now is ‘Fish Form.’ Maintaining 30% is enough. The others… I also want the real recovery skill unlocked at 40%—it can replace many recovery items.”
“You can check my skill tree. I can assign points to the skills they need lately.”
“Anything I won’t need for now, I can store, leaving some for you to research.”
He Wuning opened his skill tree, leaning back in his chair, looking utterly lazy and fully entrusting this group to handle it.
Yi Luo immediately followed suit, opening his skill tree. “Then I’ll leave this to you, too. Once I reach 20%, besides modifying the milk tea car, I should be able to assign a few more points.”
He Wuning tilted his head. “Shall we call the Master too? Boost his hair as well.”
“The Master wouldn’t dare come. If he came here, he’d be swamped by hair.” Xue Xun rubbed his chin, looking at their skill trees. “But I think the Master could indeed enhance it further.”
“Really blunt and straightforward—just offensive equipment?”
Yi Luo laughed. “We lack offensive means.”
“Add some defensive gear too,” Zuo Qianming shook his head. “If your milk tea car breaks in the ocean, you’re not expecting us to go fish it out, right?”
Yi Luo thought about it and sighed. “I still thought we could add more attacks.”
“Then manually add them.” Li Liangzi pushed up his glasses, smiling. “If you’re going into the ocean, I suggest putting an electric net around the milk tea car.”
“Just hanging it on the car doesn’t count as modification—it’s merely a carried item.”
Yi Luo froze. “If you put it that way… could we even mount a cannon on the roof?”
“As long as it’s not welded, we can simply tie it with ropes…”
Li Liangzi pushed up his glasses. “According to game rules, I think that’s feasible.”
Yi Luo gave a thumbs-up. “Why didn’t we think of asking you for help earlier?”
Li Liangzi smiled. “It came from observing your actions. Since the game itself doesn’t punish non-game-limited players brought into a dungeon by the milk tea car, it shouldn’t punish weapons carried outside the game limit either.”
“We can test it first. If it works, I think you’ll need to assign this skill.”
He Wuning followed her finger: “Spatial Compression.” Using game-space folding technology to expand the milk tea car’s internal space without changing its appearance.
Zuo Qianming grinned like a research fanatic. “Let’s turn your milk tea car’s storage into a monster-specific munitions depot.”
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The author has something to say:
Voice of the World: Now I regret it—deeply. I only knew He Wuning could cause trouble, but I didn’t expect he could turn everyone else into a He Wuning, too.
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