Rebirth of the God Hunter Legend

Chapter 153 Cross-server Chat

"Pillow?"

Although I've never used it, many people like this thing. I've heard that the material is very soft, which not only reduces stress but also promotes sleep.

Filled with curiosity, Tang Hao reached out and pressed his hand against the cushion. In an instant, a soft, comfortable sensation, like sinking into a sea of ​​cotton feathers, washed over him. His drowsiness and fatigue vanished instantly, and any lingering doubts in his mind crumbled, ultimately merging into a comforting realization: this was the sleep aid Aunt Lan had prepared for him to relieve his fatigue.

"Aunt Lan... always thinks of me so much..."

Curled up in bed, hugging his pillow, Tang Hao drifted peacefully into sleep. In his dream, he seemed to transform into a cloud, drifting across the ocean with the gentle breeze; or perhaps he transformed into a bird, soaring through the sky; finally, he landed by a wooden cabin on the lakeside, transforming into a ragdoll cat, closing his eyes to bask in the warm sun. Suddenly, someone stroked his head, the comfort intensifying, making him feel refreshed and relaxed. He didn't know how long this feeling lasted, when his body abruptly lifted off the ground, his cheeks pressed against rough fur, a stark contrast to the previous warmth and comfort, now rough and brutal.

To his astonishment, he opened his eyes to find a ferocious, enormous, and all-too-familiar bear head before him! It gripped its own neck tightly, revealing a ferocious yet slightly excited expression, and pouted its large mouth, ready to press its lips against his face!

Holy shit! !

Holy shit! !

Holy shit! !

It's him!! It's from past lives!! This bastard wants to kiss me!! Holy crap!!

Tang Hao struggled frantically, while in reality he lay on his back, his face contorted in pain, making muffled, dreamlike sounds.

The pillow he had been hugging was now pressing down on him. The thick blanket had wrapped around the pillow as he turned over, making it look like a small mountain. Tang Hao was in a rather painful state of suppression.

"what!"

With a start, Tang Hao kicked off the blankets and pillows, sat up abruptly, and gasped for breath. His gaze was then drawn to the sunlit French windows, and he realized that it had all been a dream, and that it was already morning.

"call!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead and calming his startled emotions, Tang Hao looked down at the overturned pillow in front of him, smiled and picked it up. But just as he turned the pillow over and saw its full appearance, his calmed heart suddenly throbbed, and he threw the pillow to the ground!

Why? Because in the center of that cushion, four fancy characters are embroidered with different colored plush, which read: Past Life and Present Life.

"What the heck?! How come his name is on a body pillow???"

Tang Hao was filled with shock and anger. He remembered that he had slept with this pillow all night, and he also thought about the humiliation he had suffered in the game in both his past and present lives. He felt extremely uncomfortable!

Without a second thought, he grabbed his phone from the table to call Aunt Lan and ask her what was going on! However, his gaze inadvertently fell on the twisted pillow lying on the floor, and he had a strange feeling that it had been crawling under his bed in some past life!

"That's right! This thing can be used like that!"

With a sharp gaze, Tang Hao put down his phone, picked up a life-sized body pillow from the ground, straddled it, and unleashed several sets of "Friendship-Breaking Punches" with incredible speed!

Tang Hao stopped venting only when beads of sweat started to seep out from his forehead and the center of his pillow sank in. He was slightly panting.

"Humph!"

With a wide smile, head held high and hair flowing, a feeling of exhilarating joy welled up from the bottom of his heart!

"Comfortable!"

After getting off the cushion, Tang Hao picked up his phone again, dialed Aunt Lan's number, and waited for her to answer.

"Young Master? You're up? Quickly wash up and get ready for breakfast."

"Forehead……"

Tang Hao couldn't maintain his aloofness when Aunt Lan spoke kindly on the other end of the phone. In addition, he vented all his accumulated negative emotions, so he could only sigh softly and say calmly, "Okay, before that, Aunt Lan, please come over for a moment."

"Okay, go now."

After hanging up the phone and unlocking the door, Tang Hao got up and went into the bathroom. How could someone as perfect as him allow himself to be covered in sweat in front of Aunt Lan?

……

Two minutes later, Aunt Lan knocked on the door. When she touched the door lock, she found that it was open, so she knew that Tang Hao was either taking a shower or using the toilet.

Upon entering the room, the first thing that caught her eye was the haphazardly arranged bed. Looking closer, she noticed that the pillow she had carefully prepared had a dent in the waist, and there was also a noticeable indentation in the center of her cheek. As someone who had been through similar experiences, Aunt Lan instantly conjured up countless images in her mind. Watching the sound of the bathroom sinking and washing, the smile on her face gradually became like that of the aunt next door, satisfied and happy.

Look, what did she say yesterday? The surprise she prepared for the young master will surely be loved by him!

With a smile on her face, Aunt Lan tidied up the cushions and put them back in their place. Then she started to tidy up the sheets and blankets. After a little tidying up, the room looked brand new.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Tang Hao, steaming, stepped out. He immediately saw Aunt Lan, who was tidying up his room with a happy expression. His last bit of displeasure vanished in an instant. Strictly speaking, this figure was clearer than his mother's, because she had taken care of him since he could remember. Even now, separated from his family, he still kept her by his side.

"Auntie Lan."

"Young Master, are you done bathing? Then get ready. Your Uncle Ai has prepared breakfast, your favorite pastries."

Their interactions lacked the hierarchical barriers between master and servant, remaining casual and natural throughout, which was why Tang Hao trusted her completely.

"Oh, I see."

He didn't move, hesitated for a few seconds, and thought of a better way to put it, saying, "Aunt Lan, the calligraphy and painting I asked you to prepare were very well done; however, isn't there one too many of this style?"

Aunt Lan immediately understood and chuckled, "How could it be too much? I think it's not enough. Since the young master has chosen to keep an eye on the person in front of him, he should feel her presence at all times. Only in this way can he show his determination and achieve his goal. Otherwise, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?"

Tang Hao was surprised and asked in disbelief, "Huh? You already knew?"

Aunt Lan glanced at him sideways and said irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about, child? When you were little, Aunt Lan could tell whether you needed to poop or fart just by sticking your butt out. You think you can hide such a small thing from your Aunt Lan's eyes?"

Tang Hao blushed and scratched his head, saying, "Aunt Lan understands me best, but I'm not a child anymore, so please don't bring up things from when I was little, it's embarrassing."

"You still know shame? From childhood to adulthood, you've been looking in the mirror every day, shouting, 'Oh, I'm so beautiful, I'm so beautiful,' but I've never seen you feel ashamed."

"Okay, okay! I'm scared!"

His face was burning hot. Tang Hao rushed into the dressing room. In this world, there were only three people he feared the most: his father, his brother, and Aunt Lan in front of him.

Inside the dressing room, Tang Hao changed into a comfortable casual outfit. When he reappeared, Aunt Lan was already waiting outside the door.

After walking a few steps, the two went downstairs side by side. Tang Hao thought for a moment and then asked, "Aunt Lan, do you think my idea of ​​making a written statement is feasible?"

Aunt Lan laughed and said, "Of course it's feasible. Anyway, Aunt Lan thinks it's great, it's just that the quantity is a bit small, not direct enough, and not profound enough."

"Still not enough?" That sounds a bit awkward, doesn't it?

"Of course it's little, just a few calligraphy pieces and a pillow, how can that express one's aspirations? But what kind of person is she that can make the young master care so much?" Aunt Lan curled her lips.

"What kind of person?" Tang Hao frowned and pondered for a moment, then asked in return, "Is it a subjective evaluation or an objective evaluation?"

"It's objective." How could she help the young master make a judgment if she were subjective?

"Objectively speaking," Tang Hao pondered, "he's very impressive, tsk, I should say he's quite strong, stronger than any target I've ever encountered before; in the past, when I felt my abilities were insufficient, I could still suppress him with numbers, but now, I feel that even numbers are not enough to shake him, but I will not give up, this person, I'm determined to take care of him."

! !

Aunt Lan was shocked; this was the first time she had ever heard the young master evaluate someone in such a way! Was it still influenced by subjective factors?

No, even considering subjective factors, that girl must be incredibly talented, capable of making the young master feel inadequate. And quantity? That must refer to money! The fact that money couldn't sway her means she's completely unaffected by monetary temptations, perfectly matching her previous assessment. No wonder—domineering young masters are most afraid of being interested; once interested, they'll succumb. It seems her young master can't escape. Fortunately, girls like that are usually good wives. Yes, a good wife is definitely not to be missed!

"Young Master!" Aunt Lan exclaimed eagerly, then gave him two thumbs-up!

Tang Hao asked in confusion, "Hmm?"

"Keep it up! Aunt Lan will always support the young master! We must also increase the number of items in the room to symbolize his ambition!"

Tang Hao was filled with excitement. Even Aunt Lan could feel his determination, so what was there to worry about?

"Whatever you say! The bedroom is yours now!"

"Do not worry!"

And so, the two ended their cross-server chat and excitedly reached a consensus.

There's one more chapter, which I'll try to finish by midnight, but no later than 1 a.m.

I practice martial arts only to improve my health; showing off or being aggressive is against martial ethics! See you in the next chapter.

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(End of this chapter)