Silicon Invasion

"Your rank got to 2200?!?!?"

Luo Rui dug at his ears, which were buzzing from the outburst.

Good thing he didn't say he was already at 2700, otherwise Fatty might really kick the bucket on the spot.

But seeing Fatty's exaggerated shouts, acting like he'd never seen the world, why did he feel a little smug?

"When did you get to that?" Even after confirming many times, Fatty still couldn't believe it. His former peer had suddenly abandoned him.

"Just these past few days, just playing casually, and I accidentally went up."

Luo Rui put on an indifferent face, but the strongly suppressed smug expression made Fatty's fists itch.

"Accidentally... *huff*, *huff*~ Luo Rui, I think I'm getting sick."

Fatty's expression turned sinister and dangerous, but Luo Rui was completely unaware and asked with a puzzled face, "What illness are you getting for no reason?"

"I'm getting the illness where if you don't speak properly, my fists will become uncontrollable." Fatty chuckled, and Luo Rui finally understood. This kid's psychological endurance was too poor. He hadn't even mentioned the data like 'all wins' yet. How boring!

Seeing that Luo Rui didn't continue to say anything provocative, Fatty's cloudy face cleared up and quickly brightened: "This is stable, Luo Rui. The value of 2200 is much higher than 2000. Can't we beat that grandson until he shits himself? No, I have to go provoke him again and raise the stakes."

Fatty now understood the meaning of information asymmetry and had figured out some ways to use it himself. He was so excited that he immediately wanted to put it into practice.

"Fatty, we're classmates, let's just keep it to that. We should keep a low profile, a low profile is the main thing. After all, if it gets too big, it won't be good if it reaches my mom's ears."

Luo Rui also understood that some things didn't need to be hidden. It was only the last year of high school. Even if he kept a low profile, he would have to reveal it during the college entrance examination.

Although Sun Gang had no grudges against him, there was always a closer relationship between him and Fatty. He could only silently say sorry here.

However, it's better to resolve conflicts than to create them. Everyone will see each other sooner or later, so it's better to take care of face as much as possible and not make it a big deal that embarrasses people.

So, Luo Rui finally brought out his mom as a shield.

Little did he know that Fatty was secretly laughing in his heart. *Tsk, tsk*, still pretending. But then his face fell.

Alas, it was hard to hold back.

After settling things with Luo Rui, Fatty waddled away. At this moment, he seemed to believe in "late bloomers" and "gifted talents" again.

Luo Rui didn't go home but went to the vegetable market first. After discovering that his own cooking was unreliable, Luo Rui was looking for other methods. However, yesterday he was delayed by that mess and wasted too much time, so he could only put the new plan on hold until today.

It was a little after six o'clock, the busiest time at the vegetable market, with cars coming and going and a sea of people. This vegetable market was quite old, so it was located in the center of the county, about three kilometers away from Luo Rui's house.

To save time, Luo Rui called a car.

Walking on the bumpy cement road, which had been in disrepair for years, but Dongmu County had no other place to temporarily relocate such a large market to repair it, so it was delayed again and again until now.

Fortunately, the quality of the project back then was quite nice, and with no large trucks coming in to ruin it, the road was still barely passable.

A long time ago, Dongmu County didn't have many large supermarkets, and people had to come here to buy groceries. Luo Rui still remembered the scenes of his mom bringing him to buy things.

And even after so many years, it hadn't changed much. Luo Rui easily found his target for this trip.

The storefront wasn't big, and the sign was a bit dilapidated. Not only was the color fading badly, but even the words were hard to see. But even so, it didn't affect the popularity of the meat stall at all.

A group of people surrounded the meat stall, commenting on the pork on the cutting board. The owner was a middle-aged uncle in his fifties, whose white coat had long been stained gray-black with grease and dust.

If you ignored the uncle's bulging veins, angular arms, and the meat cleaver that flashed with a cold light, cutting meat like cutting tofu...

His face, with a warm smile, seemed truly harmless.

The ground in front of the stall had sunk in a bit due to years of trampling, and some dirty black unknown liquid had accumulated inside, but it couldn't affect people's enthusiasm for buying.

This was the reputation accumulated over the years; a few flaws were harmless.

Perhaps it was Luo Rui's school uniform that stood out here, or perhaps the uncle had good eyesight and spotted Luo Rui from afar, his eyes suddenly bursting with brilliant golden light.

Luo Rui had been fighting every day recently, and his senses were extremely sharp. He only felt that the gaze the uncle shot over was like looking at the pork on the cutting board, and his hair stood on end, and he even felt his adrenaline starting to pump.

"Hehe, little brother, you're here again." The uncle greeted him honestly. Although Luo Rui had only come once, he was deeply impressed. Yesterday, he had bought more than a hundred pounds of meat and told him that he would be buying it for a long time. This was a big customer!

Luo Rui did say that he would be buying it for a long time, but he couldn't help it. Supplementing meat was the most efficient way to obtain energy points. He originally planned to buy two hundred pounds every week. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he also told the uncle that his family ran a factory and would be buying it steadily, which made the uncle very happy and gave Luo Rui a super discount of 2% off.

However, Luo Rui realized that he had thought too simply. To cook meat himself, it was best to have a well-equipped kitchen. Renovating the small base was definitely too late, and it would also easily attract attention.

Luo Rui was thinking that if it didn't work, he would rent a house outside, near the school. Although it would be more expensive, he wouldn't have to go home at noon, saving a lot of time on the road.

But Luo Rui had never rented a house before. Even if he searched online, he wouldn't have a clue for a while. To get it done, he would have to wait until Sunday to find a place to consult.

But today was only Monday, and Luo Rui couldn't let these days go to waste. Nowadays, every meal was crucial to him, and he was only a few dozen points away from a thousand energy points. If he maintained the quality and quantity, he could achieve it by noon tomorrow at the latest.

So, he had to find food for himself for these days.

"Uncle, do you still have the sausage you recommended to me last time?"

The meat stall also made sausages, but this business was more common during the New Year and holidays, and there were usually few customers. So, yesterday, when Luo Rui bought a lot of pork, the boss enthusiastically recommended this thing to him, trying to increase his income.

The uncle's already bright eyes became even brighter, and he subconsciously sharpened the meat cleaver in his hand twice, nodding repeatedly and saying: "Yes, yes, I happen to have some ready-made ones here. They're all genuine materials, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."