Nothing Much, I'll Hang Up First

The Cihang City of July was stiflingly hot.

The air clung to the skin like glue, pressing down until people struggled to breathe, while rolling rumbles of thunder swept across the leaden sky, making it clear to anyone that a heavy downpour was about to arrive.

Before the Happiness Internet Cafe, a plain-looking black-haired man wore a face full of confusion. What's going on? I died again?

Chen Feng, twenty-six years old, was a gaming streamer.

Because he had accidentally been struck by a runaway fortune, he had transmigrated to another world.

Fortunately, the language and writing of this world seemed no different from Earth's, and aside from the clothes on his back, Chen Feng had also brought a system along with him.

That's right, within Chen Feng's field of vision lay a high-tech, transparent light screen that others could not perceive.

[LY-03-CDDD Save Load Save System]

Just as the name implied.

This system allowed Chen Feng to set a Save point just like playing a game; when Chen Feng died, time would rewind, letting him Load Save and start over.

Chen Feng could Load Save a total of nine times, but right now it displayed:

[Saves Remaining: 8]

I lost a life.

Chen Feng carefully recalled his previous experience, completely unable to figure out who had killed him.

Big raindrops fell from the sky.

Chen Feng looked toward the Happiness Internet Cafe directly opposite him; if he remembered correctly, a mature woman was about to walk out from there.

With a click.

The glass door opened.

A mature beauty walked out, wearing a deep V-neck lace-trimmed short shirt on her upper body and a tight hip-skimming skirt on her lower body. She was very tall; with Chen Feng's height of one meter eight, he had to look up to see her, and a conservative estimate put her at around two meters.

He Ting, the landlady of the Happiness Internet Cafe, a widow.

They always said an eighteen-year-old girl was full of life, but a thirty-six-year-old woman was twice as full of life, and every glance and smile tugged at the heartstrings. It was simply like discovering oil in the backyard—gorgeous to the extreme.

He Ting said, "Handsome, you look terrible. You'd better find a place to shelter from the rain before it starts."

And upon hearing that Chen Feng had nowhere to go.

He Ting said again, "Well, do you want to come to my place to shelter from the rain?"

Chen Feng nodded. Last time, it was just like this: he had been invited into the internet cafe by He Ting.

Pushing open the door, one could hear the clicking of keyboards and mice. The indoor air conditioning was not turned on too fully; rather than chilly, the temperature was closer to comfortable.

Chen Feng saw a male and a female police officer preparing to head out. The man looked to be in his forties, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a lighter in his right, acting like a middle-aged uncle, while the female officer was very young and felt like she had just joined the force not long ago, but her gaze was very resolute, like a resilient rose.

"Master."

"How many times do I have to tell you, use your official title at work!"

The classic combination of a veteran guiding a rookie.

After the police left, He Ting began introducing the internet cafe staff to Chen Feng: two female cashiers, one cold and one warm, beautiful beyond description; four male internet cafe attendants, taciturn, yet looking quite human.

"This is She Qingqing," He Ting introduced, pointing to a girl wearing a black lace cut-out eye mask. "Qingqing just had eye surgery, so she's a bit sensitive to light."

"Sister He, you're bringing vagrants in again?"

She Qingqing's chest was large, but her tolerance was very small.

Earlier, when Chen Feng wanted to come into the internet cafe to rest for a bit, She Qingqing had been the one to chase him away.

Seeing Chen Feng walk in at this moment, she said coldly, "I just mopped the floor, and this guy tracked dirt all over it!"

"It's raining so hard outside, you can't just leave him out there to get soaked."

The person speaking up for Chen Feng right now was a long-legged beauty with a sunny smile, wearing a white silk spaghetti-strap tank top. She asked with concern, "You must be hungry, right? Shall I make you a bowl of instant noodles?"

Chen Feng waved his hand. "No need."

Seeming to notice Chen Feng's embarrassment, Zhu Xianxian blinked and said, "It's fine, my treat."

Rendering excessive courtesy without a specific reason usually meant evil intent.

Chen Feng snorted coldly in his heart. In his previous life, he had once been moved by Zhu Xianxian's meticulous care and had been bewitched to the point of losing his mind.

But right now, having been reborn, Chen Feng was in no mood to deal with any damn romance stories.

"Then I'll help out with some work as repayment."

Next to the internet cafe cashier counter was a built-in bar that could provide drinks for customers browsing the net. At that moment, customers had ordered a lot of coffee, and the two front-desk workers were completely overwhelmed.

Coffee grounds, mixing with water, stirring, adding ice.

Chen Feng quickly finished the work and asked Xianxian, "Do you want me to make a cup of coffee for you too?"

Zhu Xianxian declined politely, "I don't like coffee. You drink it yourself."

Seeing that Chen Feng was still quite nimble with his hands and feet, the landlady He Ting pointed at the recruitment notice on the internet cafe wall—"Long-term attendants wanted, long-term attendants not wanted"—and asked Chen Feng if he wanted to come work at their shop. "Base salary 3,200, food and housing included, 200 full-attendance bonus, 4 days off per month, a guaranteed monthly free internet browsing quota. Any problems?"

Here it came.

Upon discovering that he had died once, the very first thing Chen Feng thought of was staying away from this ghost place called the Internet Cafe.

But thinking carefully, torrential rain poured outside, and as an illegal immigrant who had transmigrated, he simply had nowhere to go; if an accident could happen even in a crowded Internet Cafe, wouldn't standing outside alone in the rain be even more dangerous?

Therefore, just like last time, Chen Feng weighed his options repeatedly and still chose to stay.

At this moment, He Ting told Chen Feng three rules of the Internet Cafe.

"First, going up to the third floor is not allowed."

"Our Internet Cafe has a total of three floors: the first floor is the general surfing area, the second floor has team-play private rooms and employee dormitories, and the third floor is going to be converted into a billiard hall, but construction hasn't started yet, and it's full of concrete and building materials inside, so you mustn't go up and step on them."

"Second, don't set the air conditioning too low."

"Qingqing has had a cold lately and shouldn't be exposed to chilly air."

"Third, watch out for people in White Coats."

"Those in White Coats are all lunatics who escaped from the Fourth Hospital Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Academy, so if you don't want trouble, stay away from them."

Although these baffling rules made Chen Feng from his previous life quite puzzled, considering that the other party was willing to employ an illegal immigrant like him without an ID card, he had nothing to complain about.

An internet attendant was similar to a waiter at an Internet Cafe, and the work was very simple: replenishing snacks like betel nuts and instant noodles on the shelves, delivering drinks to customers who ordered them, wiping mice and keyboards, sweeping the floor and cleaning up, and so on.

As for technical work like fixing computers, that was not within the scope of their duties.

"Attendant! The machine is lagging!"

"Reboot!"

"Attendant! The machine is broken!"

"Reboot!"

Whenever someone asked like that, several male internet attendants answered this way.

Several hours passed, and the rain outside still showed no sign of letting up.

The Landlady He Ting gave Chen Feng a key. "Follow the second-floor corridor to the very end, and the one on the right is your room. If you're sleepy, go get some rest early."

"Also, I live right across from you, so come find me anytime if something comes up."

After speaking, the Landlady cast a sultry glance and swayed her hips as she went upstairs.

Is she dropping hints about something?

Watching the Landlady's graceful and charming back, Chen Feng almost felt like giving up on trying.

But in order to survive, he had better keep trying.

The internet attendant's job was on a two-shift rotation, working from nine in the morning to nine at night, and then from nine at night to nine in the morning, but because Chen Feng was a newly hired employee, strictly speaking, he didn't need to be on duty today.

However, last time, Chen Feng listened to the Landlady's words, went back to sleep, and then had a nice dream, waking up to find the timeline reset.

I can't sleep; once I sleep, I die.

Chen Feng stared fixedly at the doorway; this time, he was determined to see just what on earth happened.