Little Soldier, You're Complaining About Me in Your Head

At the factory, Liu Bing was, as usual, picking through baskets of products, showing none of the lofty airs one would expect from an Immortal.

"Hey, Little Bing, you're not married yet, right?" Lin Huijuan, the head of the quality inspection team, walked briskly over to Liu Bing's side with a warm, friendly smile and asked softly.

Hearing her voice, Liu Bing stopped what he was doing, looked up at Lin Huijuan, and nodded. "Yeah, Sister Juan."

He muttered to himself, Why did she suddenly bring this up?

"Hey, Sister Juan wants to introduce you to someone. Interested?"

Lin Huijuan carefully sized Liu Bing up. He was not stunningly handsome, but he was about as good-looking as those young heartthrobs online: fair-skinned, sharp-featured, mild-tempered, simple and honest, and steady in his work. He made people feel at ease.

The first time Lin Huijuan had seen Liu Bing, she had felt the urge to set him up with someone.

Of course, the main reason was that Liu Bing had good personal qualities, so the match was likely to work out. And once it did, she could get a sizable red envelope.

In her spare time outside work, Lin Huijuan's favorite thing was playing matchmaker for others. It was her extra source of income besides her job.

For someone like her, who spent all day working at the factory, free time was already scarce. If she did not make full use of it to do something else and help support the household, the factory wages alone really would not be enough to cover a family's expenses.

So, running around like a matchmaker and pairing off unmarried men and women had become Lin Huijuan's only practical and effective side job.

However, faced with Lin Huijuan's sudden kindness, Liu Bing was a little dumbfounded. He gave an awkward smile. "Uh... well, Sister Juan, I actually think this single life is pretty free and comfortable."

The rejection in Liu Bing's words was obvious.

Factory work did not pay much these days. His monthly wages were barely enough to support himself, let alone a family. Working in a factory was practically incapable of doing that.

It was not like twenty or thirty years ago, when living costs were low and prices were nowhere near as outrageous as they were now. Most importantly, factories back then were full of young women, so finding a wife was easy. Now they were full of middle-aged women, and girls these days had high standards. They simply looked down on factory workers.

"Hey, what kind of thing is that to say? My husband and I work at a factory too, and aren't we doing just fine? You're just overthinking it. Be brave and date someone. There'll always be a chance, won't there?" Lin Huijuan did not want to give up.

"Forget it. I'm used to being single, and I'm still young. I don't want to look for anyone yet." Liu Bing smiled and refused directly.

To his surprise, Lin Huijuan did not play by the usual rules. She said outright, "Don't reject it so decisively. I've already forwarded your WeChat to the girl. You two can have a good chat later. She's quite pretty, and she said she doesn't care about the guy's job or salary. She just wants someone good-looking. I think you fit the bill, so I recommended you to her. Accept her request later."

After saying that, Lin Huijuan patted Liu Bing on the shoulder and prepared to leave with a smile. Before she went, though, she added, "Go after her boldly. If it works out, just remember to give Sister Juan a red envelope."

Liu Bing watched Lin Huijuan's departing figure, the corner of his mouth twitching. She had practically forced this on him. Sister Juan was really working hard for that red envelope.

Just then, Liu Bing's phone rang. He took it out and glanced at it, only to see that a stranger had added him. The note read: Introduced by Sister Juan.

Liu Bing sighed helplessly, then sent a greeting message indicating his refusal and stopped paying attention to WeChat.

There was also a new message in the Chat Group. It was from Ying Zheng.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: @Hong Huang Little Shrimp, sir, are you there?

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Uh, First Emperor, is something the matter?

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Zheng wishes to know: does immortality truly exist in this world?

[Old Zhu of Great Ming]: Heh, you tyrant, you're still thinking about immortality? You should already know how you died. Why are you still thinking about such impossible things?

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Before this, I may have half-believed and half-doubted immortality. But with this Chat Group, as well as the earlier conversation between sir and Yang Chan, I believe immortality should exist.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Immortality does indeed exist.

Liu Bing had no intention of hiding it. After all, he needed to change the predetermined fates of the group members in order to gain points. But there was another matter as well: he wanted to make the world better. Therefore, some things had to be earned through their own efforts.

When Ying Zheng saw Liu Bing's answer, his eyes lit up. He already knew Great Qin's future, and naturally knew that he could not attain immortality. But he was unwilling to accept it. Great Qin still had too many problems that needed his attention. Once he fell, no one would be able to keep Great Qin under control.

So he carefully examined all the information in the Chat Group. In the end, from the conversation between Yang Chan and Liu Bing, he reached a conclusion—a conjecture. Both Yang Chan and Liu Bing possessed methods to attain immortality.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Then, sir, what must Zheng do to obtain the method of immortality?

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: You should have explored the Chat Group for some time already, right? You should also know about the points in the Chat Group.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Sir means Zheng must use these points to exchange for the method of immortality?

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: More or less. These points are rewards given after you make contributions to your nation and your world. And with points, you can purchase everything you need from the Chat Group Mall, including methods of immortality.

The Emperors in the group immediately opened the Chat Group and began looking for the Chat Group Mall. As for points, they had discovered them long ago. They simply had not known how to use them.

Now that they had heard points could be used to buy things from the Chat Group Mall, they finally understood. But after searching everywhere, they could not find the group mall at all.

[Erlang of Great Tang]: Sir, where is the Chat Group Mall?

Liu Bing was surprised when he saw Li Shimin's message. Did they not have the Chat Group Mall? He opened his own Chat Group Mall and found that it did not seem to have any other requirements.

He looked over it more carefully, only to find a tiny line of text tucked into a corner of the mall. His face immediately darkened.

[The group owner has the privilege of automatically unlocking the mall. If group members wish to unlock the mall, they must become the ruler of their world.]

The corner of Liu Bing's mouth twitched. Empress Nuwa was really mischievous. Why had she not made something like that more obvious? It was just one tiny line of text—who would ever notice it?

So, unlocking the group mall required becoming the ruler of the world. But how were these Emperors supposed to become rulers of the world without the Chat Group's support? Although they were all from the strongest nations in their respective worlds, becoming rulers of the world would still require a long period of effort.

Their lifespans were not enough, either. If they acted too aggressively, would they not drag their countries into ruin?

In the end, Liu Bing still had to intervene. Even being a salted fish and slacking off in peace was not possible for him.

Why was Empress Nuwa so mischievous? Liu Bing complained inwardly.

Just then, Liu Bing received a message from Nuwa.

[Hong Huang Melon King]: Little Bing, you're complaining about me in your head.