He's Actually a Bandit

Footsteps grew closer and closer.

Yan Huan felt a bit nervous, so he stared intently at the doorway.

"Riiip—"

He tore open a bag of potato chips, grabbed a handful, and stuffed them into his mouth to calm his nerves.

[Lie Flat Experience +3 +7 +12...]

Sensing his Lie Flat experience gradually increasing, Yan Huan understood.

He had been too nervous just now, which had affected his mood.

As long as his skin was thick enough, it wouldn't be a problem.

"CRUNCH—!!"

March 7th yanked the door open and the first thing she saw was Yan Huan sprawled carelessly on the head of the bed, covered with her comforter, and clutching a bag of opened potato chips.

March 7th: "..."

Yan Huan: "..."

And so.

The door automatically closed, and in the entire room, the two of them stared at each other in silence.

The only sound was the crunching noise Yan Huan made while eating snacks.

The scene remained frozen for a long time.

The first to break the silence was Yan Huan, who tossed the empty chip bag onto the floor.

"Good buddy, are these chips a bit stale? They're not even crispy anymore." He pointed at the bag with a deep frown.

March 7th was speechless and walked over silently.

She picked up a plush toy placed by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then, she took off her shoes, stomped onto the bed, and leaped high, veins bulging!

She swung it fiercely at Yan Huan:

"One of us has to die today!"

What followed was a storm of dense attacks that rained down on Yan Huan.

"Ah—!!"

Amidst the dull thuds, Yan Huan finally couldn't take it anymore and rolled off the bed.

He landed on the cold floor.

Seeing March 7th standing on the bed barefoot, ready to swing the plush toy again, he quickly waved his hands:

"Wait!"

March 7th: "Wait for what? I've had enough of you!"

March 7th then jumped down with the plush toy, delivering another heavy blow.

"BAM—!!"

The impact left Yan Huan disoriented, with only March 7th's angry roar echoing in his ears.

"You were like this before too! Why did you ask for so much? Why so much money? Don't you have any self-awareness?! And now you're eating! Eat, eat, eat! All you know is how to eat!"

The room was filled with frantic "bang" sounds. Each time the plush toy hit Yan Huan, a dull thud could be heard.

"Big sis, didn't you tell me to ask for that?" Yan Huan dodged a heavy blow from the plush toy in a flustered manner.

"I told you to ask for what, you idiot!"

Damn it, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

Asta's gaze towards her had been off ever since, all because of this idiot.

"You have the nerve to show up here yourself, huh? Fine, let's see if I don't kill you today!"

And so, March 7th chased Yan Huan around the room, initiating a chase.

Midway, the shameless guy found a few more bags of snacks. Even while running, he didn't forget to tear them open and stuff a bit into his mouth.

[Lie Flat Experience +6 +5 +7...]

Admittedly, even while being chased and beaten, as long as he was in March 7th's room, his Lie Flat experience was still higher than if he were just lying in his own bed.

Sigh, in the end, his skin wasn't thick enough.

Otherwise, it could have been even higher.

"Ahem, wait, I have something to say!" Yan Huan grabbed the plush toy in March 7th's hand, stopping her.

"Huh? What, are you finally willing to surrender after being beaten?"

"No."

"Actually, I came here to ask you something. Look at you, you hit me as soon as you saw me, and now I've forgotten what I wanted to ask."

"What is it?" March 7th put down the plush toy.

Yan Huan said seriously, "Do you know how long we're staying at the space station?"

March 7th said as a matter of course:

"We won't be staying long, after all, the Antimatter Legion has been pretty much cleaned up."

Her pinkish-blue eyes were full of curiosity.

"Besides, the cause of this mess should be the Stellaron in your body. Now that it's truly sealed inside you, the Void on this space station will stop spreading."

Yan Huan nodded.

It wasn't that he couldn't leave immediately, he just wanted to "lie flat" for a few more days.

Since they were currently on the Herta Space Station, deliveries arrived quite quickly after online shopping.

He still had items that hadn't arrived yet.

"What, you're reluctant to leave the space station? Are you going back to be a researcher?" March 7th asked, hands on her hips.

Could it be that I broke his spirit?

No, getting hit by this plush toy doesn't even hurt.

Is Yan Huan that sensitive?

"No, I just bought some things. I'm worried that the delivery won't keep up while the Express is moving," Yan Huan said, sitting on the floor and looking out the window.

March 7th nodded.

"That's possible, so what exactly did you buy?"

As far as March 7th remembered, Yan Huan had gotten the space-manipulating rope knot from Asta, as well as various firearms.

Could it be?

Has he bought more weapons?

"Hey, you didn't buy more weapons, did you?" March 7th asked suspiciously.

The room was a mess. March 7th, tired from chasing Yan Huan barefoot for so long, plopped down on the bed.

Yan Huan, on the other hand, continued to sit on the floor without a care, his hair messed up into a bird's nest by the plush toy.

He quietly tidied his hair:

"More than that, I bought everything."

March 7th: "?"

"Like esports pods, warming pods, automatic cooking vehicles, ingredients, snowmobiles, rocket launchers... you name it."

March 7th frowned slightly, "Are you playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds here? Why didn't you buy a flint to start a fire by rubbing sticks?"

"I did, and it's windproof."

March 7th: "..."

The girl stood up, her bare white feet on the floor, and said with a stern face, unable to comprehend, "Big brother, has the Express stopped giving you a sense of security? Why do you need to buy so many things?"

Yan Huan shook his head.

"I need to ensure my quality of life. Actually, I've always been a person who pays attention to details."

"Give me a break," March 7th said disbelievingly, "I can tell my chips have been sitting out for too long, and you still eat them. What quality of life do you have?"

She had met people who truly pursued quality of life.

Someone like Yan Huan was, at best, a nouveau riche.

He could have easily obliterated the Doomsday Beast with a single strike, yet he was messing around with rocket launchers.

If military weapons were really that powerful, the Herta Space Station wouldn't need their support from the Star Rail Express.

In this world, Pathstriders were the true symbol of strength.

"Tch, believe it or not," Yan Huan pouted.

"Yan Huan, if you really have the intention, why not train your body like Dan Heng? Improving your own strength is much more reliable than using military weapons."

Hearing March 7th's advice, Yan Huan took a deep breath.

Girl, you don't understand.

If I were to actually make a move, I'd have to quit this 'lie flat' state, and that would cost me eight hours of experience. A huge loss.

The purpose of buying military weapons is right here.

Normally, to solve small problems, a few shots are enough. Why would I need to get serious?

Yan Huan stood up, patted March 7th on the shoulder.

"My dear partner, one day, you will understand my intentions."

With that, Yan Huan pulled open the door without looking back and walked away alone.

March 7th: "???"

What was his intention? What was he trying to do?

Could it be that this firearm had some other use?

The next day.

Observation car.

March 7th, wearing slippers and rubbing her sleepy eyes, groggily arrived here for breakfast.

But through her haze, she heard disordered gunshots.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!"

A series of shots directly jolted March 7th awake from her daze.

"Damn it, who is it?"

Through the observation window, March 7th clearly saw Yan Huan standing below, firing several shots into the sky wantonly. The clerk in front of him turned pale with fright.

His attitude was also extremely arrogant:

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop! I'm talking to you! Hand over whatever you have, and I'll spare your life!"

March 7th covered her face in terror.

This guy bought a gun to act like a bandit!