One day later.
Yang Ming opened his weary eyes and clutched his aching, swollen head.
The madness he had shared with Liu Erlong last night remained vivid in his mind. Even now, he found it rather unbelievable.
Did Teacher Liu Erlong really just pounce on me?
Yang Ming considered himself no longer the boy he had once been, yet whenever he recalled what had happened last night, he still could not help swearing:
"What the fuck is a fucking surprise?!"
While Yang Ming was left somewhat speechless, the system seized the opportunity to make its presence known, lest anyone forget that a mighty system like itself still existed.
"Ding!" "Congratulations on quoting Zhang Muzhi's iconic line from Let the Bullets Fly. You have earned one draw. Would you like to activate the lottery wheel?"
"No!"
Yang Ming vaguely remembered that Let the Bullets Fly told the story of the notorious bandit Zhang Muzhi, who reinvented himself as the upright official "Ma Bangde" to take office as Goose Town's magistrate, then became embroiled in a fierce struggle with Huang Silang, the tyrant who controlled the town.
On the surface, the movie told a story about officials, bandits, and ordinary people, but it was rich with deeper meaning. The more one thought about it, the more chilling it became. It was very interesting.
Unfortunately, the world of Let the Bullets Fly was a low-powered martial world, and its technology was nothing special either. There was nothing of any value to obtain, so Yang Ming dismissed it outright. Following his usual practice, he saved the draw for a bigger one next time.
Propping his upper body up on the bed, Yang Ming saw Liu Erlong emerge from the bathroom in a white bathrobe. Her hair was still dripping wet, and the