Jian Feichen felt that today was simply his disaster day.
It was one thing that the Ancient Civilization Heritage, which was practically in the bag, was snatched away by Shi Xingzhou’s partner who suddenly popped out of nowhere. But just as he was about to run out of the First Research Institute, he was blocked by Shi Xingzhou’s personal guards right at the door, and then…
His precious hair was completely shaved off.
Shaved bald!
Before he could even finish mourning, he received the latest task from his teacher—his teacher demanded that he must, no matter what, invite the Empire’s Consultant Xi to help decipher a map of an Ancient Civilization star domain.
The moment he saw the task, Jian Feichen felt that his teacher simply wanted him to die! Asking him to beg that bastard Xi Xiuran to help decipher a star map?!
What a joke, impossible!
I, Jian Feichen, even if I die in the Empire and get beaten up by Shi Xingzhou again, will absolutely never beg Xi Xiuran for help!
Absolutely impossible!
Jian Feichen’s assistant sat on the sofa, leisurely holding a cup of coffee, watching his boss jump up and down cursing while agonizing over how to draft the friend request.
“He actually rejected it?! Why didn’t he accept it?! I’ve never been this polite and courteous in my entire life! I’ve already lowered my pride so much…”
“F*ck, f*ck, f*ck… I’m going to hack his terminal and hack his photos to threaten him!”
“Damn it, why can’t I hack in…”
“That son of a bitch Shi Xingzhou, he definitely had someone intercept me…”
Jian Feichen tossed and turned for nearly three hours, but the other party still wouldn’t accept his friend request. He finally suffered a complete mental breakdown, took a picture of his bald head, and sent it over.
I f*cking shaved my head bald! I do what I say! Is this enough?!
The result was still a no. Jian Feichen was completely at his wit’s end. Just as he was preparing to give up and go whine to his teacher to beg for mercy and have him send someone else, he suddenly received a notification.
— The other party has accepted your friend request. Say hello!
Jian Feichen: “!!!”
Jian Feichen widened his eyes in disbelief. Finally, prompted by his assistant’s reminder, he snapped back to reality. Just as he was thinking about what to say, he saw the other party send a message first—a very simple sentence: [I want a full-body picture. If I can’t clearly see your face, it doesn’t count.]
A picture?!
A clear, full-body picture of my bald head?!
Jian Feichen: “…………”
***
Xi Xiuran lay bonelessly slumped in a beanbag chair. His eyes were already about to close as he asked sluggishly, “So, you’re not sleeping in the middle of the night. What do you want from me?”
On the other end of the terminal, Jian Feichen coughed. Reading from a script written by his assistant, he recited, “My main reason for finding you this time is to discuss a further cooperative relationship between our Alliance and the Empire regarding that batch of Ancient Civilization Heritage. What needs to be translated this time is a map of an Ancient Civilization star domain, which concerns a brand-new interstellar route…”
Xi Xiuran interrupted, “A star map? Such an important thing—why should I help your Alliance translate it? Isn’t that aiding the enemy?”
Jian Feichen really wanted to habitually snap back a few sentences, but got pinched by his assistant. Only then did he force a smile and say, “Consultant Xi must be joking. How can this be called aiding the enemy? Our Alliance and the Empire are allies, good partners fighting together against the Zerg and Star Beasts. If the relationship between our two nations were bad, how could we have excavated that Ancient Civilization ruin together in the first place? This is indeed official business…”
Xi Xiuran interrupted again, “Official business? Then go have the Research Institute or Admiral Shi find me.”
Jian Feichen choked. If this matter went through the Research Institute’s channels, the daylilies would be cold[1]it would be way too late jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2221672_1_1').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2221672_1_1', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], });! He hurriedly said, “No, no, no, it’s a private commission from me! Rest assured, this star map will absolutely not cause any harm to the Empire. As for the compensation, you can also rest assured; I will definitely offer a price that satisfies you. If Consultant Xi is truly worried, we can even sign an agreement. After the matter is done, you can also tell the Empire about the deciphered star map…”
“Sorry, I don’t take on private commissions.”
Xi Xiuran decisively refused, thinking to himself: Isn’t this just asking me to take on freelance work?
Thanks for the invite, but I have a billion-dollar inheritance to inherit. I’m not short on money, I just want to lie flat, and I don’t want to work.
Furthermore, my current boss is Big Boss Shi. Given Big Boss Shi’s relationship with the Emperor…
Xi Xiuran sighed soundlessly and reminded, “Right, don’t forget about the live stream of you washing your hair. Even if you’re bald now, you still have to wash it.”
After saying that, Xi Xiuran hung up the call with a click.
Jian Feichen: “…”
Ahhhhh! I’m going to kill you!
Jian Feichen put on a miserable face and called his teacher, howling and wailing, “Teacher, I truly have no other way! My hair is completely gone! Just stop making things difficult for me and send someone else!”
It was currently daytime on the Alliance’s Capital Star. Jian Feichen’s teacher replied very quickly: “Then why don’t you live-stream yourself washing your hair?”
Jian Feichen was struck as if by lightning: “!!!”
Jian Feichen said in disbelief, “Teacher, am I still your favorite, most precious student?! How can you make me do this! If I live-stream washing my hair, how will I ever have the face to see anyone again?! So, love really does disappear, doesn’t it?”
His teacher replied ruthlessly, “Correct, it disappeared. Who asked you to shoot your mouth off earlier? I’ve long taught you to be cautious in your words and actions. Who can you blame but yourself for your own recklessness? I won’t reiterate the importance of that star map. Since Consultant Xi is proficient in the Ancient Civilization text, he is now the most important person in my heart. You won’t be from now on.”
On this end of the terminal, Jian Feichen was so shocked by his teacher’s words that his entire mouth dropped open into an “O” shape. Paired with his new bald look, it was quite comical.
Xi Xiuran came out of the shower and found that Jian Feichen had called again.
He didn’t really want to answer, but thinking that there might actually be a hair-washing live stream, he accepted the call and beat him to the punch: “If there’s no live stream of you washing your hair, I’m blocking you.”
“…” Jian Feichen clutched his chest with a twisted expression and gritted his teeth, “Tomorrow I will come to the Admiral’s Manor and do a handstand hair wash for you to see. Let’s just forget about the l-live stream…”
Xi Xiuran thought about it. I suppose that works too.
Jian Feichen was, after all, a future big shot; there was no need to offend him too ruthlessly. He said, slightly dissatisfied, “Fine, I’ll give you one more minute.”
“I f\*\*k—”
Jian Feichen almost couldn’t hold back his cursing, but a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind. He offered a new condition, tempting him: “Why doesn’t Consultant Xi consider an escape route for himself? As long as you help me this time, I promise you in my name and the name of my teacher, Shen Yushu, that whenever you need it in the future, we can safely bring you out of the Empire. We guarantee you will be able to live safely, freely, and without worrying about food or clothing in the Alliance for the rest of your life.”
Xi Xiuran’s eyes snapped open, his drowsiness vanishing without a trace. “Your teacher is Shen Yushu?”
Jian Feichen nodded: “Yeah, my teacher is Shen Yushu. Isn’t that something the entire interstellar world knows? I said right from the start that I came to ask for your help on behalf of my teacher…”
Xi Xiuran sneered hehe in his heart.
Sorry about that. I’m a transmigrator. The author never mentioned it, so I truly didn’t know your teacher was actually the “Medical Titan,” Old Mr. Shen Yushu!
Does your teacher know that he works tirelessly to save the common people, while his disciple can anger people to death just by opening his mouth?
“How about this condition, Consultant Xi? My teacher’s reputation…”
Jian Feichen was about to continue persuading him, when he heard the youth’s pleasant voice from the other end: “Alright. Deal.”
Bwahahaha… I knew this trick would definitely work!
Aside from Shi Xingzhou, the Soroya Empire is full of useless gluttons. From top to bottom, there aren’t many good folks. Once Shi Xingzhou dies, what good end could his partner possibly have? It’s much better to come live in our Alliance.
The corners of Jian Feichen’s mouth turned up frantically. Just as he was wondering if he should apply some more “eye drops”[2]stir up trouble jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2221672_1_2').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2221672_1_2', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], }); against the Empire’s higher-ups, his smile froze the very next second.
“I can help. But besides the handstand hair wash, I have two more conditions…” Xi Xiuran slowly supplemented his demands. “After all, I’m not some kind of devil, right?”
Jian Feichen: If you’re not a f\*\*king devil, who is?!!!
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