NOVPUBIs this the legendary "give a date first and then a slap"?
Right after I completed the lucky ten draws, a new disease was arranged for me.
"Wu Bin, I’ve transferred the money to you. If you need anything in South Korea, feel free to contact me anytime. We’re friends now."
Dong Xianhe was very pleased.
Though he bought the fish from Wu Bin at market price,
you should know these fish are actually priceless.
Dong Xianhe was able to buy them from Wu Bin for five million and through his connections, he could sell them for an even higher price.
This was how Dong Xianhe conducted his business.
He did practically nothing but take a stroll, and as a result, he picked up hundreds of thousands for free. How could he not be happy?
After this episode, the agricultural university students no longer felt like frolicking; they all ran to the seaside to catch fish.
Even Yang Kang, who rarely suggested such things, asked to play a bit longer, and then joined Song Bing and the others to fish.
By then, Wu Bin had lost interest in going to sea. He lay on a chair, basking in the sun while starting to choose diseases in his mind.
After the fungal effect ended, the system provided three new disease options: basic diseases, specific diseases, and mental illnesses.
Wu Bin looked at the three options, completely puzzled.
He knew what mental illnesses were, but what on earth were basic and specific diseases?
The system should at least give a specific disease name when asking me to choose!
"Mental illnesses are generally more troublesome to cure and might take longer. Maybe I should choose a basic disease. It doesn’t sound so dangerous."
Wu Bin thought that since it was called a basic disease, it must be entry-level, something simpler.
Ding.
[Host has made a choice]
[Next disease: basic disease]
[Warning: Some basic diseases are chronic. To enhance the host’s experience, the onset process of basic diseases has been accelerated.]
[Wish the host a pleasant experience!]
Wu Bin: ...
God damn enhanced experience!
Why don’t you give me a chronic form of the basic disease so I can suffer slowly?
Wu Bin couldn’t help but complain internally, clearly not very happy about it.
However, the viewers in the live stream saw this scene and immediately started discussing fervently.
"Brother Wu just made five million, but he doesn’t seem very happy."
"Maybe these are the troubles of being rich. I guess he’s still figuring out how to spend that five million."
"Who understands, people usually spend money when they travel, but Brother Wu earns money when he does. It’s just infuriating how life varies between people."
"Don’t be envious. Eventually, all the money Wu Brother earns will go to medical expenses."
Yang Kang and the others fished near the coast for half a day, but didn’t catch a single valuable fish.
Soon, darkness fell, and although reluctant, they had to return to the dormitory.
Still, the video of Wu Bin making five million by fishing quickly skyrocketed to the top of the trending searches.
The next day, they boarded the plane back to their home country.
The trip to South Korea left everyone feeling somewhat complicated.
For Wu Bin, this trip to South Korea was merely a change of hospitals; he didn’t experience any of the local culture or customs at all.
As for Song Bing and the others, it started out fun since they got to play outside every day and were even accompanied by female college students.
But ever since Wu Bin had fished out five million from the sea, they had fallen silent, unable to sleep well at night.
Song Bing and the others tossed and turned at night, unable to fathom why they couldn’t catch any fish.
After Wu Bin had boarded the plane, he received a text message from Jin Zhiya.
"Uncle, you’re leaving without saying a word to me? But never mind, I’m generous, so I’ll forgive you."
"To thank you for saving my life, I’ve sent you a gift, hoping you’ll like it."
A gift for himself?
Wu Bin was puzzled when a flight attendant approached him from a distance, carrying a box.
"Is this Mr. Wu Bin? This is a gift from Miss Jin, please check it."
Wu Bin took the pen and signed his name on the receipt.
After the flight attendant had left, Wu Bin unwrapped the package and opened the box.
He had barely glanced inside when his eyes widened in shock.
Inside the box was a Bronze Tiger Head!
Wu Bin quickly closed the box, his face full of disbelief. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
Just then, he heard Nightingale’s voice beside him.
"The young lady is quite considerate of you, actually sending the tiger head to you."
Wu Bin turned and saw Nightingale, who had disguised herself as a tourist, sitting next to him.
"Is this tiger head your doing?"
Wu Bin didn’t understand.
He had never told Jin Zhiya that he wanted the Jin Family’s tiger head, so why had she suddenly sent it to him as a gift?
Nightingale said calmly, "To be precise, we communicated with Jin Zhiya in your name, mentioning that you were very interested in the artifacts of Dragon Country, especially this tiger head."
"We only tried it out of curiosity, but unexpectedly she was actually willing to return the tiger head to us."
Wu Bin was immediately enraged.
"On what grounds do you use my name! You never got my approval, this is fraud!"
Nightingale said indifferently, "Whatever you say. Anyway, the tiger head has been returned, and our mission is considered complete."
Seeing Wu Bin still glaring at her angrily.
Nightingale suddenly leaned close to him, then pulled down her neckline, revealing a lot of her pale skin.
Just as Wu Bin was puzzled about what Nightingale was doing, she suddenly spoke in a grave tone, "Don’t hide, take a close look."
Wu Bin focused and noticed a shocking scar nestled in the deep cleavage.
Nightingale spoke solemnly, "Because you refused to participate in this mission, we had to send someone to infiltrate."
"For this tiger head, we lost three brothers, two were severely injured, and this stab in front of my chest was just half an inch from ensuring you’d never see me again."
"If it wasn’t to prevent more casualties, do you think I would have used your name to communicate with that young girl Jin Zhiya?"
"Wu Bin, as long as we can get this tiger head back to our Dragon Country, I’m willing to use any means necessary, even sacrifice."
Nightingale’s words made Wu Bin’s mood instantly very heavy.
He hadn’t realized that just for a tiger head, Nightingale and her team had paid such a terrible price.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t know..."
Nightingale waved her hand and sat back down.
"It doesn’t matter, after all, you’re just a college student who doesn’t understand anything."
"Don’t worry, we won’t assign you any more tasks."
"Didn’t you just earn five million? From now on, just enjoy your life, college student."
