Chapter 88 - Super Flirty
The center of the low-pressure aura went into the kitchen and silently made himself a cup of hot chocolate.
At this time, he saw a note stuck to the cocoa powder can. Victor had written: I've adjusted it according to your tastes. Add three spoonfuls to 350ml of water every time. There's 1500g here, and I'll definitely be back by the time it's all finished. Muah muah XD
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However... only 1500 grams?!
9 days.
It would be finished in 9 days! Victor wasn't back yet!
It took him four days to receive a reply to the questioning message he'd sent to Victor, who was in another Star Province. The first paragraph of the message specifically focused on answering the question: "...Male god! That extra large 50g spoon is used for soup!! If you use it to make hot chocolate, it will be so thick that you'll die of sweetness ahhhhhhh!"
Seeing this, the old antique went back into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard. He then discovered an entire row of spoons and fell into deep thought.
Interstellar people had so many affectations; they even had 9 spoons of varying sizes!
The old antique felt that it was very normal for him not to know about this kind of thing.
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Therefore, nine days after Victor had left, the first text message that Tyron had sent had finally arrived, and the first reply that Victor had sent him had also been received.
Tyron expressed: You took the wrong t-shirt.
Victor expressed: I didn't, I didn't ( ∠ω∠ ) I secretly took away two pieces of clothing for my replacement puppet.
Attached was a photo of Victor sitting cross-legged on the sofa holding a half-meter tall Lord Four pillow. His head rested on top of the pillow as he smiled at the camera.
This Lord Four pillow had been specially customized for him. It had a pair of dead-fish eyes, a clump of hair on its head, and both arms were crossed over its chest. These arms could be separated and re-crossed. If they were wrapped around Victor's arm, then it became a huge arm accessory that held onto a person while wearing a disdainful expression.
... In any case, the old antique still didn't understand the interstellar people's aesthetic tastes, but Victor loved that pillow to death.
He had clearly only taken a small suitcase with him, but he'd stuffed such a large pillow inside. The night before he had left, he'd been extremely anxious as he battled with the vacuum machine in order to shrink the pillow into a size that would fit.
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After this message, several more messages followed behind like snowflakes drifting in a storm.
Tyron had only just realized that the one and only message he'd sent out should have already reached Victor's hands, but on the other side, the continuous messages from Victor had already covered the skies, the overwhelming amount enough to almost drown him.
Although the cost of communicating across Star Provinces wasn't expensive, based on Victor's frequency, he'd probably used up ten lovers' data packages in just one day!
Tyron spent half an hour that evening reading the text messages one by one and saw all the things that Victor had experienced up until three and a half days ago.
On the first day that he was able to send messages, Victor had only just arrived at the Second Star Province when he was forced to shake hands with a group of leaders and elders. He had smiled so much that his face was stiff.
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Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)
Action(not mine) A master assassin transmigrates into an interstellar era. Other players were responsible for competing in the e-sports arena, while he was responsible for stringing up and beating up the other players. His sword was hidden during the peak...
