After taking a shower, Lin Baici realized he had no clothes to change into. He searched around and found a white bath towel in the wardrobe, which he simply wrapped around his waist.
There was a coffee machine on the table, and individually packaged coffee and tea in the drawer.
Lin Baici also found a mini-fridge.
Inside were cola, soda, beer, premium mineral water, and some snacks. More than half of them were imported.
He was a little thirsty, but figured all of this probably cost extra, so he left it alone.
Sure enough,
he soon found a "Guest Information" sheet on the desk, listing various rules and additional charges.
"Fifty yuan for a can of cola? Why not just rob me?"
Lin Baici was speechless. He might as well go buy some at a convenience store.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang.
"Oppa, are you done showering?"
Jin Yingzhen's voice sounded sweet and obedient from outside.
"I'm done!"
Lin Baici hurried to open the door.
Jin Yingzhen stood prettily in the hallway, wearing a tight little tank top and shorts that showed off her long, pale legs.
As soon as the door opened and the Goryeo girl saw Lin Baici, she let out a startled cry.
"Wow!"
Jin Yingzhen had seen Lin Baici's body before at Longchan Temple, when they faced Merit Buddha. But back then, with their lives on the line, she had been too anxious to notice anything beyond how fit he was.
Seeing him again now,
she realized he was unbelievably well-built.
His arms were long, his shoulders broad and his waist slim, and his smooth physique looked as if it had been carved by the hands of the gods. Especially those eight-pack abs...
Could she sneak a touch?
The idol trainees at her mother's entertainment company should all train to look like Lin Baici. With a body like that, who needed singing, dancing, or rapping?
He could take off his clothes, stand onstage, and instantly win over a huge crowd of female fans.
Lin Baici didn't know where to look.
Jin Yingzhen was dressed far too provocatively.
Her long legs stood straight beneath her shorts, and she wore flip-flops, her ten pale toes wiggling mischievously.
Her little tank top only covered her chest, leaving her pale stomach and its faint lines exposed. Most eye-catching of all was the deep cleavage.
That looked like a D cup, didn't it?
"Holy crap, what am I looking at?"
A startled cry suddenly came from nearby.
It was Hua Yueyu!
She had heard the commotion and opened her door, only to see Lin Baici and Jin Yingzhen. Their physiques left her stunned.
Jin Yingzhen didn't need any talent at all. With a face and figure like hers, she could put on yoga clothes, strike a few poses, and gain hundreds of thousands of followers.
Though she seemed to be the daughter of a chaebol family, so she didn't need to earn money that way.
"Xiao Bai, how do you stay so disciplined?"
Although Hua Yueyu was petite, she was more than a year older than Lin Baici. She couldn't bring herself to call him Brother Lin, while calling him Baici seemed too distant.
After thinking it over, the Female Anchor decided to call him Xiao Bai.
It sounded affectionate and cute!
"Disciplined?"
Lin Baici looked puzzled.
"Yeah. To get a body like yours, you'd have to keep working out and watch what you eat, right?"
Hua Yueyu figured that, as a high school student, Lin Baici must have worked incredibly hard to build those muscles.
"Not really!"
Lin Baici shrugged.
He didn't work out at all, and he never watched what he ate. He'd had plenty of cola, fried food, and instant noodles, yet his body was somehow even more perfect than an athlete's.
He'd never known why, but now he figured it was probably because of God of Gluttony. It was a Divine Grace!
He just didn't know when he'd absorbed that Divine Grace.
"You're too modest!"
Jin Yingzhen figured the body never lied.
If a fat person claimed to be disciplined, even a fool wouldn't believe him!
"Come on in and chat!"
Lin Baici gestured for them to enter.
Hua Yueyu was wearing a bathrobe. She was petite, and though she wasn't completely flat, there wasn't much to look at. Jin Yingzhen was still the one who drew the eye.
"Have a seat. I'll wash my clothes!"
Lin Baici had just picked up his dirty clothes when Jin Yingzhen stopped him.
"Why bother washing them? Just buy new ones!"
Jin Yingzhen picked up the landline receiver and called a few luxury brands she usually used to see if they had any branches in Guangqing City. If they did, she'd send a tailor over to make a few outfits for Lin Baici.
"No! Don't!"
Lin Baici hurried to stop her. When he saw she wasn't listening, he snatched the receiver from her hand. "I'm just an ordinary high school student. A pair of shorts and a tank top will do!"
Lin Baici didn't care much about clothes, and he couldn't handle how freely Jin Yingzhen spent money.
"Then have the hotel staff pick them up and take them to the laundry!"
Big hotels offered that kind of service, though it cost money.
After making the call, Jin Yingzhen went over to the mini-fridge, opened it, and took out all the snacks and drinks. "Want something to drink?"
"..."
Lin Baici was impressed. Rich people really didn't look at the price.
"This is what I'm working toward!"
Hua Yueyu sighed.
She could afford to stay at a hotel like this, but she couldn't live so carefree.
Yueyu,
you can achieve financial freedom!
Hua Yueyu clenched her little fist and cheered herself on.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
The doorbell rang again.
This time, the visitor was the hotel's general manager, a middle-aged man!
"Miss Jin, your dinner and phone have arrived!"
The general manager greeted her warmly.
Jin Yingzhen turned around. "Oppa, is it okay if we eat here?"
"Sure!"
Lin Baici didn't mind.
"Then please bring them in!"
At Jin Yingzhen's words, a young chef in a white uniform pushed in a serving cart from behind the general manager. An older foreign chef stood beside him.
"This is our head chef, Lauren. He was off tonight, but when he heard you hadn't eaten yet, he came in specially to prepare your dinner!"
The general manager introduced him.
The head chef was French and had evidently already learned who Jin Yingzhen was, so he greeted her in the few Korean phrases he had hurriedly studied.
Jin Yingzhen replied in fluent French, with a perfect accent.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the head chef knew better than to disturb the guests during their meal.
"Oppa, have a look at the dinner. If it's not to your taste, we can get something else!"
It didn't matter if he was some French master chef. If Oppa didn't like it, they'd have it remade.
Hearing Jin Yingzhen say this, the general manager couldn't help glancing at Lin Baici.
Wow!
What a great body!
He must be a rich kid, right?
After all, ordinary people didn't have time to work out!
Come to think of it, Miss Jin treated him really well!
It almost seemed like she was throwing herself at him.
"Anything's fine."
If Lin Baici had been choosing, he would've gone to a street stall for barbecue skewers.
He felt out of place with everything being so fancy.
"Miss Jin, our hotel has specially gifted you a bottle of red wine from Chateau Porto, France. We hope you enjoy your meal."
The general manager took his leave as well.
The wine cost more than three thousand yuan a bottle, but there was no need to emphasize that. Jin Yingzhen could tell at a glance.
"You're hungry too, right? Let's eat!"
Jin Yingzhen wiped the cutlery with a napkin and handed it to Lin Baici, eager to serve him like a waitress at a teahouse.
"This meal must have been expensive, right?"
Hua Yueyu felt awkward about getting such a generous treat.
"We've faced life and death together. The friendship we built is worth more than money!"
Jin Yingzhen had no intention of showing off the price of any of this. She was only worried that she wasn't treating Lin Baici well enough.
The steak made by a five-star hotel's head chef really did taste better than the frozen steak from the supermarket. It gave Lin Baici a taste of Western cuisine.
"Oppa, what are you planning to do next? Become a God Hunter?"
Jin Yingzhen asked curiously.
God Ruins had become a kind of natural disaster. Unless the God's Remains inside them were contained, the ruins would keep spreading and swallowing up human homes.
Take Okinawa Island, for example. It had been covered in black fog and turned entirely into a God Ruins for ten years. They said a god lived there.
In any case, Cherry Blossom Country still hadn't managed to reclaim it. More than a million people had died there.
That was why the importance and value of God Hunters, who could hunt gods and contain their God's Remains, were self-evident.
To avoid causing public panic, governments didn't publicize any information about God Hunters or God Ruins. But in private, these Hunters enjoyed enormous privileges.
Because their countries needed them.
"No. I'm going to college!"
Lin Baici had worked hard for three years in middle school and pushed himself for three years in high school. Now that he was finally free, of course he wanted to enjoy the college life his homeroom teacher had always made sound so amazing.
Those four years were the most carefree time of life. After graduation, he'd become a wage slave and have to toil away, "enjoying" the blessings of the 996 work schedule.
Assuming he could find a job!
"True. You're still young. Why take that risk?"
Jin Yingzhen understood.
Being a God Hunter was probably the most dangerous job in the world.
"But I'm thinking of making videos soon. Yueyu, any advice?"
Hua Yueyu was one of Shark Platform's top creators, a first-tier streamer with more than five million followers across all platforms.
"Fitness videos have been popular lately. With a body like yours, you could get plenty of followers just by dancing to the Compendium of Materia Medica!"
Hua Yueyu teased him.
"I can't!"
Lin Baici was serious. He really didn't know anything about working out.
"Honestly, whether a video takes off depends on more than just promotion. A lot of it comes down to luck!"
Hua Yueyu scratched her head. "It's hard to make a living in this line of work. You might work your butt off to get popular, then be washed up the very next day!"
"Are you doing it for the money or the fame?"
Jin Yingzhen cut in. "Why not come to Korea and train as an idol? With your potential, my mother would definitely focus on developing you. You could debut in a year!"
"I heard the Korean entertainment industry is pretty messed up!"
Hua Yueyu didn't want Lin Baici to go.
"Heh."
Jin Yingzhen smiled.
Who would dare mess with my Oppa if he became an idol?
Did they think my family was a pushover?
"Mm, got it!"
Lin Baici felt awkward admitting that he wanted to make videos for the money.
Saying that in front of two pretty girls felt a little embarrassing.
"If you really want to make videos, we could collaborate!"
Hua Yueyu suggested.
She wanted to use her popularity to help Lin Baici take off, but there was a problem: Hua Yueyu's die-hard fans would definitely attack him.
At the very least, he'd get branded a "kept man."
"No need. I'll do it myself!"
Lin Baici thought that, as a God Hunter with three Divine Graces, it was perfectly reasonable for him to make a video and gain a million followers, right?
Then he could take sponsorships and make money from his videos, bringing in tens of thousands a month, easy!
"Baici, which school did you get into?"
Hua Yueyu asked eagerly. It would be great if they were in the same city.
Jin Yingzhen perked up her ears too. She could get her mother to pull some strings and enroll as an international exchange student at Oppa's school.
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