Frankly speaking, if it were not for our unusual physical constitution and the protective clothing characteristic of Blade Warrior, there might be risks for everyone. Either way, whether or not this operation is successful, the likelihood of everyone coming out unscathed is still very high. If the operation is unsuccessful this time, we might have to wait for many more years.

Of course, that's a problem for the future. Obviously, it's not their concern just yet.

After explaining to Feng Yi, the chatty one discussed many other things with everyone: life, dreams, and various personal topics. Regardless of whether everyone was interested or not, he believed that conversation was necessary to avoid a too quiet meal. After all, this was a gathering of oddballs, and without his chatter, the meal might as well not have happened since no relationships would be fostered.

During the following period, everyone enjoyed their meal in harmony until the drinks were half gone and people were half drunk—it wasn't until then that the meal finally concluded and everyone dispersed.

As for cleaning up the table, whoever the hell wants to clean up, should clean up. The chatty guy figured that since the cooking was done, the talking was over, and he'd had his fill of drinks, he definitely would not do it. Instead, he stood up, strode out with a meteoric pace, and went back to his room to sleep.

This sleep was a long one for the chatty guy, during which he had a long and warm dream.

In his dream, he returned to his childhood, to his school days.

Being the talker of the class, the chatty one could strike up a conversation with anyone, whether it was the academically gifted students or the isolated ones. He was always friendly and never considered the nuances of human relationships. No matter how well or poorly a classmate did in school, he could be friends with them.

Maybe he hung out more with those he was closer to and talked less with the distant ones. However, there was one girl whom the chatty one seldom spoke to—she was the goddess he had a crush on during his school days.

This crush became a demon in his heart, and even now, he would occasionally dream of the girl he secretly adored back in school, a pity that the gap between them was indeed significant.

While in school, the chatty one wasn't without pocket money, but his daily allowance was just a few dollars. On good days, his father might give him a little more, and on bad days, not a cent.

But the goddess was different. She was dropped off and picked up by her parents every day. Although she did not reach the level of employing servants and butlers, she still rode in a good car—an at least 500,000 dollars minimum configuration Time Second Generation.

Her daily allowance was at least in the double digits. The difference between people was incomparable.

In a state between dreaming and waking, the chatty one finally decided to confess to the goddess. He didn't know how many times he had dreamt this, but every time he approached her, he felt timid, flustered, and his heart in utter disarray. Because normally, one does not realize they are dreaming, and when you do, that's typically when the dream ends.

But today was different. Having drunk alcohol, he was aware that he was dreaming. It was because his mind was groggy that upon waking, the chatty one quickly reentered that dream.

This time, the chatty one finally mustered the courage to voice the questions he had been holding in his heart for over a decade. Even if it was only a dream, and even if it was just in his dream, this could compensate for some regrets he had left behind during his school days.

The same scene, the same school gate, the same girl. She was like a swan, stepping out of the luxury car, not looking back as she walked towards the forest pathway outside the school courtyard.

The chatty one sprang out instantly, not knowing where he had come from, feeling like a god appearing out of nowhere and stopping the female classmate just like that...

"Um, Xiao, Xiao Wei…"

The girl addressed as Xiao Wei turned her head in response, looking at the chatty one, her face radiating a captivating, sunlit smile, "It's Xiao Bo, isn't it?"

"Hey, it's me. Actually, there's something I've always wanted to tell you."

Holding her gaze half-open, Xiao Wei seemed to sense something as thoughts filled her mind. Her smile remained gentle, but upon closer observation, one could perceive an eager look in her expression. Xiao Wei asked Zhang Xiaobo, "What is it?"

"I, I like you… I want to know more about you. I think this may be the only time I have the courage to say these things to you. I once fantasized about riding a bike, taking you out for a ride, bringing you to the seaside to watch seagulls, showing you the most romantic Ice City in the north, taking you on a trip to the much-aspired Sky Garden…"

The chatty one had many more things to share, but he knew that it was an era where appearances mattered. No matter how much he said, it wouldn't fully express the desires in his heart and might even cause repulsion. That's why he only spoke these few simple sentences.

Initially, Xiao Wei just stood there, stunned. But as the chatty one, Zhang Xiaobo, continued pouring out his heart, remarkable radiance finally emerged on the girl's beautiful face. It was joy from the bottom of her heart.

"Really?"

"Yes, of course! I swear to heaven, in this life, I won't let you down! So, what's your answer? I don't even insist on an immediate response, but the courage I have now might just be a dream. Next time, I may not have such a chance again, so…"

"No need to say more, Xiao Bo, I..."

At this moment, Xiao Wei's face blushed in a way it never had before, her shy head lowered, her pearly teeth parting — and then suddenly the screen went black!

Smack...

A not-so-crisp slap landed on the chubby face of Zhang Xiaobo.

"Hey, fatty, wake up, we're almost at our stop."

Zhang Xiaobo opened his bewildered eyes, still savoring the brief sweetness, wishing for one more second, two more seconds. At least then, he could have heard Xiao Wei's response, whether it was a rejection or acceptance. At least in the scene just then, Zhang Xiaobo felt that he could sense Xiao Wei's feelings, he thought she was likely to accept his confession.

But, everything turned into nothing but a mirage due to a slap, like a lightning bolt in the sky, the fleeting dew disappeared into nothingness.

How... How sad this is.

The fatty couldn't help but hug Blade Warrior, unable to believe what had just happened to him, suddenly twisting Blade Warrior's slender waist, "Xiao Wei, is that you? You haven't answered me yet, agree to me."

Blade Warrior: "..."

Watching the confused fatty hugging her, with his dazed and vacant stare, Blade Warrior was momentarily too stunned to react, allowing Zhang Xiaobo to hold her in his arms, roll over, and get pinned under the bed.

"Xiao Wei, is it you? Answer me, at least answer me; I like you, what's your response?"

"I..."

Blade Warrior rolled her eyes speechlessly; just as she was about to speak, a chubby, shameless face came towards her, sniffing and smelling, leaving Blade Warrior staring, dumbfounded as if turned to stone... thinking that this silly fatty must have been dreaming just now, mistaking her as the object of his confession, and it was she who interrupted him at the critical moment of his declaration.

How to handle this? "Hey, fatty, it's me, let go of me first."

"No, I want you to answer me."

"Alright, then let me go first, and I'll answer you."

"Okay then." The fatty slowly retracted his arms holding Blade Warrior.

"Don't give up on your dream, keep sleeping, fatty."

Huh? Keep sleeping, don't give up on your dream? Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaobo felt as if struck by lightning, as if jolted by electric shock. If before he was half asleep, upon hearing Blade Warrior's words, he was completely awake.

Staring blankly at the beauty fallen beside the bed, he asked, "Was it you who woke me up?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know you... you would actually..." Blade Warrior seemed to realize that something bad was going to happen.

"It doesn't matter, you accompany me, my Xiao Wei." The fatty suddenly hugged Blade Warrior again, "It's all your fault, you shattered my dream, into tiny little pieces."

"I... I didn't do it on purpose, oh hahaha..."

Seeing Blade Warrior's insincere smile full of feigned affection, the fatty's eyes twinkled, suggesting that actually, big sister, you're not bad-looking either. That figure, those facial features, even prettier than Xiao Wei — why not just play Xiao Wei for the day, and he assured her not to worry, he wasn't a picky eater.

Ah? This...

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