Chapter 193
As Zhao Shuying sent Yu Xunge off, she handed her a hefty bundle of arrows crafted by the Special Affairs Bureau. Yu Xunge had used arrows for so long that she could tell at a glance this bundle contained nearly a thousand. Pulling one out casually, she examined the arrowhead, which was far superior to the ones sold at the Zelan weapon shop for a silver coin per tube; each arrow was even of white quality.
**[Sharp Arrow] (Common Level): Attack +1**
Without hesitation, Yu Xunge accepted the arrows. After returning home with Tulan and leaving the child inside, she set out on her own.
With her urgent matters all wrapped up, it was time to learn how to play Mahjong; otherwise, she would be completely lost when she finally got her hands on the tiles.
Despite the chaos that had erupted at the end of September being suppressed by the Special Affairs Bureau through both soft and hard measures, the establishment of **Dinghai** on October 1st had effectively quelled many people's hidden agendas.
However, the incident still affected many. Countless individuals had poured their life savings into the game, either to buy equipment and items or to rent private dungeons and hire others to level up for them.
As a result, the entertainment industry had grown rather quiet, while places like martial arts schools, gyms, and weapon shops became increasingly lively.
After searching for a long time, Yu Xunge finally found an entertainment room. Upon entering, she realized it seemed to be the territory of the **Unnamed Ones**, with many IDs she recognized from news reports about the massacre at Heifei.
When Yu Xunge expressed her desire to learn Mahjong, the proprietress led her to the only table with three players short: “Here you go. If you want to learn, these ladies are the only ones willing to teach you at this hour. But just so you know, this isn’t a money-making venture.”
Yu Xunge took off her mask and sunglasses as a sign of politeness. Before she could even offer to pay for lessons, the two aunties at the table enthusiastically pushed her into a seat, shuffling the tiles while explaining the rules.
In Mahjong, a winning hand typically consists of 14 tiles, with two of them needing to be a matching pair, while the remaining 12 can be divided into four sets of three tiles each, which must either be identical or in a sequence...
What’s a “Kong”? What’s a “Kong with Flowers”? What’s a “Pure Hand”?...
Yu Xunge listened intently until she heard about the “Pure Hand.”
—“All tiles must be of the same suit, either dots, characters, or bamboos. You can’t have any honor tiles like white dragons or red dragons!”
Huh?
Ah...
She recalled how Wuren had looked so frustrated when he drew four characters...
Wuren... she wouldn’t be trying to form a Pure Hand, would she?
Haha, that sounds a bit like a “plane” in Dou Dizhu.
Yu Xunge wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: “Um, Aunt Wang, may I ask... if, and I mean if, someone interrupts a Pure Hand, what happens?”
She attempted to give an example: “Yesterday, my mom and the others were playing when the power went out, and everyone temporarily left the table, leaving the tiles as they were for tomorrow. But while I was practicing my skills, I accidentally blew up one of her tiles. I didn’t pay attention at the time and just grabbed one from the table to replace it. Now that I think about it, it seems like it didn’t match her other tiles…”
**[Chapter 250: Your Tile Quality is Like Gray Equipment]**
Aunt Wang looked as if she had heard a horror story, her face filled with concern: “Little girl, you need to go back and apologize to your mom! Hurry, this is serious!”
The uncle sitting across from her nodded gravely: “It’s no different from slapping your mother in the face.”
The proprietress, who had come over to bring Yu Xunge some water, joined in: “There are three unfilial acts, and interrupting your parents’ Pure Hand is one of them.”
The aunt on Yu Xunge’s right shook her head and sighed: “If I die one day, and my son burns me eleven tiles of the same suit along with a red dragon, I’ll just break out of my coffin and rise from the ground.”
Aunt Wang thought for a moment and came up with a better analogy: “You young folks know how to play Ludo, right? It’s like your plane is right at the doorstep, and then it gets sent back to the starting point. Wouldn’t that make you furious?”
Yu Xunge realized: …the first time she hit Yu Xunhuan was because he sent her plane back when she was about to reach home in Ludo.
Seeing Yu Xunge’s serious expression, as if she had been sentenced to death, the uncle asked with concern: “Is it your real mom?”
Yu Xunge replied: “...No.”
Uncle & Aunt Wang & Aunt Liu & the proprietress & several eavesdropping uncles and aunts chorused: “Then you’re done for!”
Are you all practicing a chorus or something? So synchronized!
Yu Xunge left home at 3 PM, and by the time she entered the Mahjong hall, it was just before 5 PM. She thought she would just learn the rules and play a few rounds before heading back, but she ended up playing all night... Everyone was a player, and their levels weren’t low; playing through the night was a breeze.
Halfway through, Tulan stormed in to find her, asking if she was ever going home, only to be pulled over to another table that was also short one player.
The next morning at 10 AM, Zhao Shuying arrived at the Mahjong hall and quietly walked over to the table.
At that moment, Yu Xunge and Tulan had already joined a table together. To make it easier to play Mahjong, Tulan had even adjusted her height to about 1.7 meters, professionally holding a lollipop in her mouth. Each of them had a cup of iced milk tea beside their dragon hand, looking quite the part.
Yu Xunge frowned as she touched her tiles, face down, her thumb rubbing back and forth. Finally, with a displeased expression, she flipped a tile and declared: “Three Characters!”
Zhao Shuying: “…” Oh no, the pillar of Huaxia is doomed!
Clearing her throat, Zhao Shuying asked: “Little Yu, have you eaten?”
Yu Xunge glanced at her: “What are you doing here? I’ve eaten. Have you?”
Zhao Shuying asked again: “Did you see the game messages and texts I sent you?”
Yu Xunge replied: “Not yet, I’ve been really busy. What’s up? Didn’t you say class starts at 3 PM?”
Zhao Shuying: “...Since 8 AM, you and Tulan playing Mahjong has been live-streamed.”
Yu Xunge paused in her movements. No wonder she felt like someone was watching her; she thought it was just a passerby taking a photo, so she had even sat up straighter.
Zhao Shuying struggled to hold back her laughter: “Yeah, including when you tried to cheat, refusing to let Tulan take the tiles you wanted, and when you mistakenly discarded a tile that could have won you the game and then tried to take it back, only to be rejected by your friends. You even attempted to bribe them with money to pretend they didn’t see... All of it was broadcasted, and everyone said your tile quality is like gray equipment…” which is trash!
Yu Xunge didn’t even frown, asking: “What about my skills? Am I a born Mahjong prodigy?”
Zhao Shuying choked a bit, relaying honestly: “...They said to talk about your skills when you stop arranging the tiles in segments.”
Meanwhile, Tulan silently pushed her own Mahjong train together.
Yu Xunge, with a serious expression, set down her tiles and declared: “Alright, I announce my retirement.”
Tulan and the other two players shot her fierce looks.
Tulan angrily said: “Did you just realize you can’t win and that’s why you’re saying this?!”
Yu Xunge laughed: “Haha! Ridiculous, how could that be! Let’s keep going! Little Zhao, please find that live stream and turn it off.”
Zhao Shuying replied: “I already took care of it when I came in, but what’s already been broadcasted can’t be stopped unless we blacklist you.”
Yu Xunge: “...Thanks, but that won’t be necessary.”
Zhao Shuying dragged Yu Xunge and Tulan out of the Mahjong hall and took them to a restaurant for lunch.
After learning Mahjong, Yu Xunge regretted selling the four characters to Wuren. If she still had the four characters, forming a sequence of three, four, and five characters might have revealed some information about them.
Sigh, but at that time, besides the three and five characters, she only had a six dot she got from Wuren, and the character tiles always had to be broken down.
Zhao Shuying watched as Yu Xunge grew increasingly serious while eating, as if contemplating some major life decision.
She set down her chopsticks and poured Yu Xunge a glass of red wine: “Little Yu, are you feeling too much pressure?”
Thinking of Mahjong led her to think of the Pure Hand, and the Pure Hand made her think of Wuren: “Yeah…”
Although she hadn’t dared to probe into Wuren’s talent—she hadn’t even dared to probe into Lucia’s talent, as every time she had such thoughts, a sense of crisis washed over her—Wuren was already at level 120!
That day, he had refrained from attacking her because he was aware she had Mahjong tiles; if he got serious... it would be a piece of cake for him to take her down...
It was no different from provoking the final boss of the game right after leaving the beginner village.
Even if she had shifted the blame onto Yu Xunhuan, he hadn’t gone to Zelan. If Yu Xunhuan could go to Zelan, she would definitely have thrown him in front of Wuren at the first opportunity to cool him down!
Moreover, ever since Wuren caught a whiff of the dragon scent on her, she had been on edge; she hadn’t even dared to go back to Zelan to sell dragon dung.
If only she could spread the dragon scent all over Zelan... Huh?!
Yu Xunge suddenly widened her eyes. Why not?
She asked Zhao Shuying: “Does the Special Affairs Bureau have any research on perfumes?”
Zhao Shuying didn’t even need to check her notes: “Yes, a colleague chose the Moon Fox tribe during the internal testing and learned quite a bit. After the testing ended, they didn’t stop because they had talent and developed a lot of good stuff.”
Yu Xunge didn’t go into too much detail: “Can human body scents be made into perfumes?”
Zhao Shuying: “I’ll have to check on that.”
A few minutes later, she returned with an answer: “Yes, but the scent lasts only three hours.”
That’s enough! She could mix this perfume into some commonly used potions, sell it at the Zelan auction house, and then find a way to slightly alter or mask the scent on Tulan...
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