Chen Xi had spent three straight days grinding the game Black Myth: Shen Yan. She was just about to tame the ultimate boss, Demon Lord Shen Yan, into her male pet when the System malfunctioned and wiped the data.
With tears in her eyes, she gave the Demon Lord a slap on his pert rear, then decisively quit the game.
“Wicked woman! I’ll repay you a hundredfold for today’s humiliation!”
“So close!”
Chen Xi beat her chest and stamped her feet. Clearing the game would unlock every interactive pose with the Demon Lord. Recalling how he had felt, she couldn’t help sighing.
“This tiny studio really went all out.”
She was hooked, but life still had to go on.
Chen Xi had graduated straight into unemployment and was fretting over finding a job when the Demon Lord came after her through the internet.
The mighty Demon Lord stood in her twenty-square-meter rental apartment, stripped of his magic and with nothing but his face to his name.
“How about I teach you how to survive in this world first?”
“Why would I, the Venerable One, live under someone else’s roof?”
“I’m warning you, don’t touch my hair.”
“Would I, the Venerable One, ride one of these little rocking cars?”
“I, Shen Yan, the exalted one of my age, am supposed to get a job?”
A month later, Shen Yan wore a food-delivery uniform, his eyes red.
“Maybe I should take the civil service exam and support you?”
Three months later, Chen Xi pushed him away, her whole body aching.
“When you said you’d repay me a hundredfold... you meant this?”
Shen Yan lowered his head and kissed her.
“This is only the first of a hundred times.”
