Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1343 - 9: The Legend of Cangdu’s Bachelors (Part 1)

Chapter 1343: Chapter 9: The Legend of Cangdu’s Bachelors (Part 1)

The two middle school troublemakers looked pale, both staring at the college student in a trench coat with a longsword who emerged from the door. President Chi Zijing glanced at the boxes heading straight towards his head, and exclaimed with rich emotion: "Wow, is it such a coincidence again?"

This time, President did not reenact the coffee pot disaster from four years ago. The invisible and colorless telekinesis swiftly brought the two boxes back to the ground. Gongsun Ce, leaning against the wall, adjusted his glasses: "Are you guys here to deliver something or assassinate the President?"

·

"Year-end parent-child festival..." Gongsun Ce tapped on the event flyer with his finger, "I say President, why do we still have activities with names that sound straight out of kindergarten when we’re basically high school and college students? This festival looks like a ’holding hands and playing games’ vibe, I’m worried about everyone’s participation rate."

"It doesn’t matter if students don’t like it, as long as the parents do, everything is fine." Chi Zijing slowly sipped tea, "Recently, the major issues have basically been resolved, and city security has improved, making it a good time for an event. If we don’t seize the opportunity, everyone might end up organizing a ’desolate evening’ again..."

The so-called ’desolate evening’ refers to a self-organized celebration of the Empire’s New Year within the city, which was completely abandoned after being held once five years ago. The organizers initially planned to encourage people to huddle together for warmth in Dome City, welcoming the New Year with self-entertainment, but a girl performing a skit cried on stage due to homesickness, leading to a chain reaction of cries in the audience, turning the festive site into a scene resembling a funeral, and the celebration transformed into a collective jailbreak. From then on, no one in Cangdu dared to organize a New Year’s event, and the spring festival gala was humorously renamed the "Desolate Evening."

"Indeed, it’s good to organize activities while everyone is available." Gongsun Ce put the flyer aside, "So why did you call me here?"

Chi Zijing set down the teacup, his dark eyes filled with deep melancholy.

"Gongsun Ce, do you know what gives someone like me a headache at a parent meeting?"

"Inheritance order?"

"Wrong, it’s love problems." Chi Zijing sighed deeply, "At 24 years old, still single as a graduate student, I’m like a thorn in my parents’ side. If they see me still single this time, they might arrange for me to meet some lady from goodness knows where..."

"Oh, that sounds truly miserable, I really sympathize with you." Gongsun Ce pursed his lips, "Why come to me for such issues? Seeking love advice?"

"Not at all, Gongsun Ce, you are the most adept at lying among my friends, I just want to ask you to come up with a way to temporarily stall the matter!" Chi Zijing was sincere in his request.

"Do you think your parents are foolish? Can such a matter be stalled?" Gongsun Ce clicked his tongue, "I say, if I told them the President has a girlfriend, would they believe it?"

The two little ones shook their heads in unison, and Milais said helplessly: "The President’s single status is so well-known that some genuinely believe he is... of abnormal orientation..."

"Oh, isn’t the President?" Little Shiqi was shocked.

"Damn it, your thoughtless words wound me deeply." Chi Zijing grimaced, "It’s not my own reasons for not dating, you must understand, women are troublesome and difficult creatures, I stay away to live freely. Look at Gongsun Ce with all his Divine Skills, even he can’t avoid being a slave at home after encountering a few women!"

Gongsun Ce patted his chest righteously: "What slave! Does that sound right? I am the head of the household!"

The two little ones continued snickering, as the Demon fearing his own woman was common knowledge, countless have seen him chased around by his own girl over the years.

"And you shouldn’t see love as a monstrous flood, look at Milais—"

Realizing this joke was heading his way, Milais jolted and quickly spoke up proactively: "Indeed, Mr. Gongsun figured out my plan in one glance, President, I have a strategy for this situation!"

"Oh, you have a strategy too?" The President was quite surprised, "Tell me about it."

Milais, thinking quickly, said: "President, since you want to fool your parents without permanently solving the issue, you just need to deceive them during the festival days, and it counts as a success... So you can totally ask someone to pretend to be your girlfriend! After the festival, both parties part ways and return to their own lives, problem solved entirely!"

The President’s face turned as green as a biochemical celery soup, and Gongsun Ce exclaimed repeatedly: "What a black heart! What a poisonous plot! What has the President ever done to wrong you that makes you trap him like this!"

Milais was bewildered: "... What’s the problem?"

Shiyu Shiqi rolled her eyes, mimicking her sister’s actions to a tee: "You’re such an idiot~ Pretending to be lovers and turning fake into reality is a cliché that even Shiqi knows, if the President actually does it he’d definitely step into a quagmire."

"Uh..." Milais had a flash of inspiration, "Wait! I have an absolutely safe candidate!"

"You little punk have even concocted a series of tricks, won’t rest until you’ve trapped the President?" Gongsun Ce clapped his hands vigorously, "Tell me about it, I really want to see how you trick the President into taking the bait."

·

Ten minutes later, the door to Room 307 was flung open, and the visitor was wearing a flowing black and white long dress, her purple hair billowing behind her. She flipped her hair back with flair, put one hand on her hip, and laughed coquettishly, "Oh my, oh my! It’s rare for the President to ask for help. What kind of difficult problem requires a Dust Explosion like me to solve?"

Gongsun Ce and Chi Zijing looked at the guest seriously and nodded in unison.

"Absolutely safe," Gongsun Ce was the first to conclude.

Chi Zijing slapped his thigh, "No problem at all!"

"What’s with those surprised looks, you’re underestimating me, aren’t you? You’re definitely underestimating me!" Yun Yinglang was furious.

Milais secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When it comes to absolutely safe and incident-free young women, Sister Yun is the way to go. Not only is she tall and good-looking, meeting the single criteria, but there’s also a zero percent chance anyone will suspect—who would think someone would be dating that fierce purple beast! Even the President wouldn’t be so desperate!

"Sister Yun, you’ve misunderstood, it’s actually like this." Milais solved the problem in one sentence, "There’s a new job opportunity, and the President wants to hire you to pretend to be a temporary girlfriend."

"Pfft, just that?" Yun Yinglang said, "No physical contact, no flirting, just oral communication service—how much is the hourly pay?"

Gongsun Ce was amazed, "Don’t you have any psychological burden?"

"Are you kidding, it’s the President we’re talking about. Who would worry about the President?" Yun Yinglang laughed, "Would you worry about a panda munching on bamboo on the hillside?"

"President, your harmlessness has reached a whole new realm..."

"That just shows how well I cultivate my aura!" The President was in a great mood, "Just for the first two days of the fair, you can set your own hourly rate, how about that!"

"Oh, oh, how generous, then—"

Yun Yinglang was just about to agree, but suddenly slapped her forehead awkwardly and said, "Ah... specifically, what times are we talking about?"

"Unless you have other plans?" The President was curious.

Yun Yinglang pulled out her phone from her pocket and skimmed through her notebook, "On the first morning, I’ve agreed to do a comedy act with Shiyu Zhongyi, at noon I’ll be helping out at Kardesia’s western-style restaurant, in the afternoon it’s a bodyguard job from Budman to escort John; on the second morning, I’ve arranged to do a performance with Shiyu Linwu, at noon it’s our Mutual Assistance Association’s luncheon, and in the afternoon, the plan is to drag John out for fun... Oh, I can skip the banquet in the evening, so during these two days, I can work in the evening pretending to be your girlfriend!"

The other four had expressions like citizens encountering aliens for the first time mixed with seasoned monks after decades of contemplation. Chi Zijing struggled for nearly five seconds before he could speak, "Thank you very much, Yun Yinglang, member. Since your schedule is so tight, I’ll find another way..."

"Huh? But I see you could meet the parents in the evening so I could earn two paychecks—"

"No need, thank you Abdulla, member! Let’s just end this here, please pretend you never heard it!"

"Why! My paycheck! At least give me a consultation fee, you stingy men!!"

Gongsun Ce vigorously pushed her out of the room and pulled the classroom door shut, ignoring her Dust Explosion ranting angrily down the hallway. He pressed his back against the door, sweat pouring down his forehead, "What was that? The female protagonist of an otome game? Could it be I’ve just witnessed such a standard otome heroine in real life?!"

"This world must have gone crazy," Milais said, indifferent and unemotional.

The President slumped over the table, "It seems I can’t escape the fate of an arranged marriage..."

"The President has already given up himself, what a disappointment."