There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

Once Yang Que was able to move, they sat on a bench and started chatting.

Yang Que first brought up his request:

"Don't make me sing those embarrassing songs."

Hearing this, Qi Jing immediately rejected it:

"No way, you said you'd sing anything! I have recording evidence."

He even took out his phone and opened the song selection interface: "Look, I've already picked one for you!"

A song called "Itch" came into view.

Yang Que knew Qi Jing didn't have any good intentions; how could he agree so easily?

"No, no, no way! If I sing this, how can I hang out here? I'll lose my eligibility to find a partner, bro.

Change the song, please, can we change to another one?"

Qi Jing pretended to think for a moment and said:

"Seeing as we're brothers, I won't make things difficult for you. How about this?

First, you don't have to sing 'Itch'.

Second, you don't have to sing two songs anymore, just one.

Finally, I only have one request: I want to record it. Is that okay?"

Yang Que raised his eyebrows and said, "But you can't post it randomly."

After recording, whether it gets posted or not isn't up to you!

Qi Jing nodded with a sincere face:

"I definitely won't post it randomly."

Yang Que glanced at Qi Jing: "Fine, what am I singing?"

Qi Jing displayed another song on his phone: "Father".

"You can't go back on your word now!"

Yang Que, who always kept his word, said:

"Do I look like the kind of person who would lie? Would I go back on my word? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Oh? Then you set the time, and I'll be ready."

Yang Que just wanted to get this over with quickly: "Later, I'll practice first."

This was going to be recorded, so he couldn't sing badly.

Qi Jing nodded: "Okay, you practice, I'll wait for you, hurry up."

Yang Que said impatiently, "What's the rush? Let me clear my throat first."

He raised his head and started howling as if no one else was around: "Ahem, awoo~ oh oh~ retch retch~ ah ah ah~".

Qi Jing quickly moved away, afraid others would realize they knew each other.

Although there weren't many people here, there were still some.

He turned around and continued to flirt with Tan Zuoyin.

When Yang Que was ready and about to call them over, he heard them talking about a waterbed.

"So you two are already at the waterbed stage? When are you planning to have kids?"

Qi Jing directly flicked him on the forehead: "We're talking about seafood, seafood! What's wrong with your ears?

Are you ready yet? We're eager to listen."

Yang Que covered his forehead: "Could you be a little gentler? I'm going to get a bump soon.

I only came over when I was ready, so get ready."

Qi Jing and Tan Zuoyin both took out their phones and started recording.

"Always taking from you, but never saying thank you..."

"A father who always strives to be strong..."

After the song was finished, Qi Jing was already laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Hahahaha, you sang so well, I recommend you try out for the Spring Festival Gala."

Yang Que rolled his eyes: "Get lost."

Concise and to the point.

Vividly expressing Yang Que's current mood.

"Damn it, my body still hurts."

Qi Jing slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot I had healing medicine with me."

Saying that, he took out a box of "Black Jade Regenerating Ointment" from his space.

"Specially for treating serious injuries, it can even repair broken bones for you."

Yang Que was shocked: "You drew this? Your ability can produce this stuff?

Wait, how did you pull out such a big box?"

Qi Jing put the Black Jade Regenerating Ointment on the ground and conjured up a toy.

That's right, it was Moose Superman.

"Look, I can also conjure this, and this."

Saying that, he took out a frying pan from his space.

"What the! How are you doing that? Did you draw a spatial ring?"

Yang Que quickly grabbed Qi Jing's hand and searched for a ring.

"There's no ring on you, what's going on?"

Qi Jing loved this kind of showing-off feeling:

"Before you stands the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, Qi the Great Sage!"

Then he put all the items back.

"Damn it, that's amazing, stop acting mysterious and tell me quickly."

Yang Que's curiosity was about to jump out of his throat.

Qi Jing had shown off enough and said, "Actually, it's pretty much what you guessed. I drew a personal space, about the size of a soccer field."

Hearing this, Yang Que pointed at Qi Jing's nose: "You, me, this, ah~ damn it!"

Seeing Yang Que pointing at him with his mouth wide open, Qi Jing was extremely satisfied.

"Also, my speed and strength were all drawn in the past two months."

Qi Jing added another critical hit.

"No, why you? We both obtained our abilities from the same place, why are you so amazing?"

Yang Que felt more pain seeing his good brother become successful than if he had been killed:

"Pi qi niang zhi!"

Oh my, he even used classical Chinese to curse.

If I remember correctly, "Pi" means "third person", right?

Wow, he's quite cultured.

"Your brother will treat you to something good."

Qi Jing took out a piece of square cake and handed it to Yang Que.

"Here, this is one of the few delicacies I've drawn."

Yang Que took the square cake and said, "That's more like it."

Although Qi Jing had many other delicious things, there was hardly any stock left.

"Try this Black Jade Regenerating Ointment and see if it works."

"You haven't tried it?"

"Of course not."

Yang Que looked speechless: "Does this stuff work? Be careful not to give me an allergic reaction."

Qi Jing said, "You're a level two enhanced branch ability user, what are you afraid of an allergic reaction for?"

"Who's afraid? I'll try it."

They fiddled around for a long time before applying the ointment evenly to Yang Que's bruises.

"When will this stuff take effect?"

"I don't know, it should be when it naturally falls off."

"Oh."

Yang Que felt his pain gradually disappearing, but he didn't know if it was an illusion.

"What's the progress between you two? Kissing or meeting the parents?"

Qi Jing knew this guy was up to no good:

"Get lost, kids shouldn't meddle in adult affairs."

Yang Que shamelessly rubbed his cheek against Qi Jing's arm: "Tell me, Jing-gege, please, please, please."

Qi Jing, who was covered in goosebumps, pushed Yang Que away: "Get away from here, that's disgusting, also, single dogs don't need to hear this."

Tan Zuoyin watched them from the side, feeling like she was the third wheel, although she found Qi Jing's appearance very funny:

"Yang Que, you still haven't found a partner? Are you doing okay?"

Fatal critical hit!

"Damn it, it's just a partner, do I care about that? I'm a man who's going to become the King of Another World, emotions will only affect my punching speed!"

Tan Zuoyin added another knife:

"Then, Your Honorable King of Another World, how come you can't beat our 'Qi-ye'?"

Yang Que's only hard part was his mouth: "I was just letting him win, when I wake up one day, I'll instantly kill him."

Qi Jing smiled mischievously: "Oh yo yo, want to spar again sometime?"

Yang Que quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I'm very busy, you go find someone else."