The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games
Chapter 28

The Captain Just Wants to Play Games at Home

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"I've seen her a few times—"

"The children in the Human Village really like her puppet shows."

Kaguya rested her chin on one hand, looking at Reisen. For her, this was a rare moment of seriousness.

"Now, you need to answer my questions honestly."

"Mhm—"

Seeing her princess actually looking serious, Reisen gulped and nodded nervously.

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"Mmm—"

Reisen recalled Alice's doll-like appearance and nodded.

"Then, do you think I'm prettier, or is Megatron better looking?"

At this, Reisen was stunned.

Even though she didn't understand, even a rabbit knew the correct answer.

"Of... Of course, it's Princess!"

P.S.: I forgot to include the link yesterday, so here it is now: "Are You Suffering From Being Chosen?"

Chapter 25: Go Away, You're Disturbing My Studies!

It had been nearly a week since Kiana moved into Mo Yi's place.

From Mo Yi's personal perspective, his life had changed quite a bit, but overall, it was for the better.

This was because Mo Yi found that he laughed significantly more often now, whether it was being amused or angered by Kiana.

Of course, their interactions weren't extensive, and they didn't see each other much each day.

Mo Yi wanted to take advantage of the summer break to clear the trial game. Whenever he had time, he would sit in his room and play Honor of Kings. Naturally, Princess Houraisan Kaguya, who seemingly didn't need rest, would join him. Their win rate when playing together remained above eighty percent.

Of course, knowing her true identity, Mo Yi could roughly guess her lifestyle. When she was hungry, she would use her abilities of eternity and ephemeral to eat a meal and take a post-meal nap in a second, then get up and continue.

Or, if she was truly exhausted, she could simply perform an 'act of love suicide,' reviving on the spot, and then continue playing the game at full health and status.

However, he hadn't managed to conquer Zilean yet. He had collected enough soul stones, but in his dreams, he still couldn't defeat him.

An enemy who controlled time was, just as Mo Yi had imagined, incredibly disgusting and insidious. Even though the opponent's overall strength was limited to Mo Yi's level, the opponent could constantly accelerate himself and decelerate Mo Yi with his abilities, making it so Mo Yi could barely touch his clothes. Even when he managed to unleash his ultimate and deal tons of damage, even instantly killing a fragile mage like Zilean, the Chronomancer, the opponent would immediately be enveloped by an invisible force, activating a time rewind to return himself to an undamaged state.

After wrestling and fighting with him for several nights, only to be kited until he collapsed, Mo Yi decided to abandon the approach of using force and instead try to gain the opponent's approval by building favor.

Zilean, the Chronomancer, was also known by many summoners as "Time Grandpa." His personality was much like the old men who would play chess on the street. Although Mo Yi was the one trying to "conquer" him with words, Mo Yi eventually found himself being talked circles around by the opponent.

Time Grandpa could spout philosophical wisdom and motivational speeches, or he could present facts and argue logically. If they disagreed, he would start narrating his past, saying things like, "About a billion years ago, I..."

Yes, according to Time Grandpa, he had been running a school called "Super God Academy" in another universe for nearly ten thousand years. As its principal, he naturally had to teach and nurture students every day. A qualified principal, if unable to ramble for half an hour with just a few words like, "Let me say a few words," in various situations, wasn't competent and might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.

This way, Mo Yi understood why the opponent's verbal skills far surpassed his own. After all, talking was his livelihood.

Of course, Mo Yi wasn't without gains. The opponent was also very willing to teach Mo Yi some new knowledge, such as micro wormhole transport technology and dark energy and matter decryption application technology.

In the opponent's words, after learning these things, you could fly freely in the universe and survive even if you left Earth's atmosphere.

The dark matter power system he taught was clearly unrelated to the rune power system taught by Rune Mage Ryze, giving Mo Yi the same frustrating feeling as a history undergraduate studying advanced physics. It was countless times more painful than studying calculus, which was said to make millions of undergraduates cry and fail every year.

Mo Yi had more than once complained in his mind that the abilities or power phenomena the opponent used seemed like magic, a mystical power. Yet, the knowledge the opponent insisted on cramming into Mo Yi was technological knowledge far beyond Earth's level.

Although Mo Yi forcibly memorized the opponent's knowledge, it was like an ordinary person memorizing relativity. He knew it was powerful, but it was useless in daily life. After all, an ordinary person could never run at the speed of light, warp spacetime, and travel through time.

Through some indirect questioning, Mo Yi also learned the method to gain the opponent's approval: an exam. Yes, a test created by him, with a passing score of eighty.

Mo Yi could only tell himself—Go away, you're disturbing my studies!

Of course, this was just a silent roar in his mind.

Then Mo Yi felt like he was back in his final year of high school. Whenever he had free time, he would take out a small notebook and ponder over those seemingly powerful but currently useless advanced topics.

As for Kiana, she was busy with her delivery job every day. She mentioned that after delivering for a while longer and accumulating enough task points, she could participate in the D-class cultivator upgrade assessment at the Cultivator Association.

Every day, she would leave in the morning and return at noon with two lunchboxes to eat lunch with Mo Yi.

Then she would go out to work again. Dinner was Mo Yi's responsibility. By the time she returned in the evening, she could eat a hearty meal. Eating takeout all the time wasn't good for anyone.

Although Mo Yi no longer dwelled on the origin of the takeout Kiana brought back.

Their daily interactions were limited to the two meals. They also spent their free time in the evenings in their respective rooms, but Mo Yi seemed to have grown accustomed to her presence. When she returned too late, he would worry if she had ridden her scooter too fast and fallen into a sewer.

As for the World's Number One Princess, since she revealed her true identity, Mo Yi had been spending more time with her. Before, they only chatted while playing Honor of Kings.

Now, she would message him through the chat software "Eien-tei Online" whenever she had something to say, either complaining about recent anime with Mo Yi or inviting him to play a new game she had found. Mo Yi felt like his life was being rapidly invaded by a virus called the NEET Princess.

And just as she had said before, she sent a super-large compressed file. Mo Yi accepted and opened it, and after looking for a while, it was indeed her fan-made manga.

How could the unyielding Mo Yi possibly look at his friend's study materials? That night, he righteously criticized Houraisan Kaguya, telling her that he, Mo Yi, was a person detached from vulgar interests.

As for the study materials that could overwhelm a home computer's memory, Mo Yi "sealed" them in the cloud storage function that came with "Eien-tei Online." He would only take them out late at night when he suddenly remembered them, to "critique" them thoroughly and constantly remind himself not to be corrupted and fall.

"Ding dong—"

Eien-tei Online chimed with a message notification again. Mo Yi only had one friend. Besides Kaguya, who else could it be?

Mo Yi helplessly put down the notebook filled with all sorts of black technology knowledge and opened Kaguya's information within the Little World Game.

Initially, Kaguya's messages were all openers like "Are you busy?", "Wanna play a match?", "I'm so bored!!" which could be easily rejected or ignored.

But now, things had changed. Perhaps after being rejected several times by Mo Yi with the excuse of studying, her messages had become ones that didn't allow for a response. For example, now she directly sent a 'video chat invitation'. There was no room for discussion; he could only choose to accept or reject.

Mo Yi: What else can I do? I'm desperate too! Of course, I can only choose to accept!

Chapter Twenty-Six: Princess, Why Are You Wearing Pingru's Outfit?

After confirming the video chat, Kaguya appeared before Mo Yi's eyes, but—

Appearing before him was a female high school student wearing a black uniform resembling a small suit jacket on top, a white shirt underneath, a pink plaid skirt, and white long socks. Her eternally unchanging waist-length, Hime-cut hair was tied into a long, high ponytail with a red string.

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