My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1011 - 586: Fresh Out of the Starter Village 2

Chapter 1011: Chapter 586: Fresh Out of the Starter Village 2

Miscarriage is impossible; at most, it can be considered that the other party experienced a little fetal movement?

As for dear Earth...

Suddenly, volcanic eruptions and tectonic movements intensified worldwide, triggering several large-scale tsunamis, causing temporary magnetic field disturbances on the planet. The intense geological activity slightly altered Earth’s ecology and topography, and caused its orbit to deviate by 0.01 centimeters... and that’s about it.

No myocardial infarction, no cracking on the spot.

It’s roughly equivalent to having a cold and sneezing a few times?

The good news is that throwing a grenade into a pressure cooker doesn’t seem to affect the pressure cooker much.

After all, it’s a matter of size. At best, my behavior is like throwing a firecracker into a pressure cooker...

The bad news is that the firecracker only startled the monster, left a superficial wound, and didn’t affect its slow simmering...

For a moment, Meng Lang didn’t know whether to be relieved or regretful.

On the bright side, humanity overestimated the destruction its ultimate weapon could cause to Earth, so it seems I can use the underground mushroom planting tactics without much concern in the future.

On the downside, even at close range, a large-scale nuclear explosion could only cause a "lightly injured state" to the monster, showing how tough its skin is.

No wonder it’s a star creature that can traverse space with its flesh and blood in various vacuum and radiation environments...

However, Meng Lang wasn’t too disheartened.

Being able to breach the defense is already good news; the fear is sacrificing a brother’s life without even scratching its skin.

Anyone who’s played games knows that failing to breach the defense is hopeless, but breaching the defense means you can slowly grind it down...

No big deal, I’ll just start a nuclear arms race a few years early, crazily expand the global nuclear arsenal, and send submarines down there from time to time to plant mushrooms on your head.

If you refuse to move, I’ll just wear you down!

If I don’t kill or disable you, I’ll make you a premature baby or developmentally abnormal. Aren’t you worried?

But, well, this method might damage Earth a bit.

Let’s hope dear Earth can hold on...

Earth: "..."

...

Qing Song Primary School.

Because of a bit of delay, by the time I reached the school gate, most of the after-school crowd had already dispersed.

Xiao Yu was standing at the gate, looking around, accompanied by a chubby kid who was chattering non-stop.

When Xiao Yu saw Meng Lang, she immediately smiled and waved while running over. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Uncle, you’re here."

"Yeah, you weren’t too anxious waiting, were you?"

"No."

"How could I be, with me accompanying Xiao Yu, Uncle, you can rest assured!"

Wang Zikai also ran up to Meng Lang like he was asking for credit, proudly showing off his seemingly elastic belly, his face saying, "Praise me, praise me."

Ever since Xiao Yu led a radish-head army to rescue this chubby kid from bad juveniles, he’s become a die-hard fanboy of Xiao Yu’s.

Lately, his presence has been unusually high after school, always sticking around Xiao Yu like a little sidekick.

Meng Lang turned his gaze to the chubby kid, rubbing his chin and sizing him up carefully.

Hmm... There’s usually no suspicious individuals around Xiao Yu.

This chubby kid barely counts as childhood sweethearts, perhaps?

Plus, there’s the very flag-like "beauty saves the hero" event...

If they grow up and have a flashback saying, "I finally found you..." it would fit the male lead of a Japanese manga perfectly, wouldn’t it?

Could the person in the photo be this chubby kid?

Though, they say all chubby kids have potential...

But this eye, this nose, this body, and this silly, cheeky grin make it really hard to link them to the cool youth in the photo.

Sure, time can change a person, but this transformation is rather extreme, isn’t it?

Falling on hard times... does it build character like this?

"Wh-why are you looking at me like that?" The chubby kid felt uncomfortable under Meng Lang’s scrutinizing gaze, taking a half step back.

"Nothing, you just look handsome, young man, you have a bright future."

"We-well, it’s not as great as you say..." The chubby kid blushed, twisting his body, and scratching the back of his head with a goofy smile.

This made Meng Lang even more uncertain...

"By the way, where are your parents? They’re not picking you up today?"

"They’re busy with their snack shop recently, so they don’t have time. And my mom said I’ve grown up; I’m a man now. Lately, I’ve been walking home myself and often helping out at the shop!" The chubby kid proudly puffed out his chest.

"A new store, huh? That’s really nice."

Meng Lang suddenly recalled Wang Xianfu sweating profusely as he wielded his spatula over the sizzling iron plate at the snack stall and nodded with a smile.

Those who thrived early on often have quick minds and are diligent.

Even if they fall temporarily, they can easily rise again.

However, he didn’t know that he played a role in this situation.

If he hadn’t taken down Xu Jingsong, the chubby kid’s grandfather wouldn’t have retrieved the retirement funds from "Big Bull Venture Capital," and Wang Xianfu wouldn’t have had the startup capital...

The butterfly’s little whirlwind just slapped the chubby kid right in the face.

The three separated at a fork in the road, each returning home, and with only two of them left, Meng Lang began probing sideways.

"Xiao Yu, what do you think of your classmate Wang Zikai?"

"Uh... simple-minded, easy to deceive."

"Uh... I mean, do you think he has any strengths?"

"Strengths... simple-minded, easy to deceive."

Meng Lang: "..."

Alright, I’ll pretend I didn’t ask.

Maybe this is the universal evaluation criterion for an advanced player navigating a beginner’s map?

Just two words: weak! Chicken?

At this moment, Meng Lang suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked behind.

A small figure immediately turned around, pretending to be choosing small toys at a stall. He picked up a Rubik’s cube, playing with it, his actions quite natural.

Initially, Meng Lang thought nothing of it; he just felt that someone seemed to be following them, which led him to instinctively glance back.

Seeing nothing unusual, he didn’t suspect anything.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, couldn’t help but look back again, glancing at the little boy wearing the same school uniform as Xiao Yu, and then looked again...

Just as the boy put down the Rubik’s cube, preparing to continue following, he nearly turned around to grab the Rubik’s cube again for another look.

Fortunately, his psychological endurance, forged by the devil-style training of the instructor, was decent. Despite being stared at by Meng Lang, he maintained a poker face, as if nothing had happened. Without stopping his pace or glancing in Meng Lang’s direction, he slowly moved forward.

Until passing by the two, he could feel a pair of eyes on his back, looking him up and down, making his heart race.

What’s up with that guy?

Was I exposed? Impossible, right?

I got an A in my undercover and reconnaissance project...

Coupled with the natural camouflage of being a child, how could anyone notice me?

I just looked at the person’s back a few more times... It’s unlikely this was sensed, is it?

The intelligence said the mission target has a master by their side, but to this extent?

Naturally, he didn’t know that even the most natural disguise couldn’t escape eyes capable of seeing through time and space...

The eyes, the expression, there’s no mistake...

"What’s up, Uncle?"

Seeing Meng Lang stop, staring peculiarly at a little boy walking by, Xiao Yu was puzzled.

"Uh... it’s nothing..."

His expression was strange as he watched the little boy ahead trying hard to act naturally while walking.

From time to time, he browsed through stalls on the side of the road, even buying a skewer of meatballs that he ate with a dramatic slurp, savoring the heat...

"Pfft~" He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

To be fair, the level of disguise at this age is already quite good; without the benefit of hindsight, one wouldn’t notice anything amiss.

At least it’s better than the chubby kid who wears everything on his face...

"Uncle, what are you laughing at?"

"Oh, haha! Nothing, just found a newbie fresh out of the village..."

"Huh?"