An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Humph."

Zeshita snorted, then kissed him again, kissing him for a few moments before getting up to look at her dragon claws.

"So, you wouldn't mind if I were with other women?" Ya Feng asked again.

"I've already said it's none of my business. Don't think that just because I've stayed here for so long I care about you. I have absolutely no interest in you. Stop being so presumptuous," Zeshita said impatiently.

"You really don't care at all?"

“Not at all! On the contrary, you are the human I hate the most!” Zeshita said firmly.

Then she leaned down again and kissed him even more forcefully this time.

Sigh... saying such heartless things while kissing so passionately, it's like common sense has been changed...

Finally, Zehita finished her daily kiss, straightened up, wiped her wet lips, and got off him.

"The effect is getting worse and worse. Hey, Ya Feng, isn't there a faster way?" she asked Ya Feng.

"You're too impatient. It's only been less than a month," Ya Feng said.

This little silver dragon is so eager to unlock new poses!

"Ugh, so annoying! And what about that blogger of yours? Is it finished yet?"

“You’ve only gone out with me twice in this period, and once you even overturned someone’s table because you were so spicy. At this rate, it’ll probably take a long time,” Ya Feng said.

Zehita, looking sullen, crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa.

She looked at the game screen that hadn't exited yet on the crystal projector and had an idea in mind.

"Hey, Ya Feng, wanna have a match?" she said to Ya Feng.

"Huh? What?" Ya Feng looked at her.

Silver Dragon picked up the controller.

"Let's have a game. The loser has to agree to anything the winner wants. But since you're so bad at it, I won't bully you. We'll play seven rounds. If you can win two, you win. Aren't I being very generous?" Zeshita chuckled.

Chapter 61 Don't Think I'm Stupid

Ya Feng raised his eyebrows as he looked at her smug expression.

"Then, what counts as 'anything'?"

"It means exactly what it says! Don't tell me you don't even understand that," Silver Dragon leaned back on the sofa, crossing his long, slender, white legs.

"However, I wouldn't go so far as to break my promise to you with the outcome of a game. Rest assured, I won't demand that you hand over the secret technique to restore your dragon form just because you lose, but you can forget about having a good time," the silver dragon said viciously.

"Oh? How does Lady Zeshita intend to torture me?" Ya Feng asked curiously.

"I want you to lie at the door as a cushion! I'll step on you to get into the house every day!" Silver Dragon shouted, pointing at him.

"Is it that scary?" Ya Feng was frightened.

"Hmph, of course, even if I lose, I will still grant your request,"

"So any request is acceptable? Lord Silver Dragon won't turn his back on us and try to renege on his promise?" Ya Feng asked with a faint smile.

"What a joke! Every word I say carries immense weight! How could I possibly fool a guy like you!" Zehita said, clearly displeased. "Hurry up! Are we going to compete or not!"

"Hmm... alright, but you don't have to go easy on me. Let's go for four rounds to decide the winner," Ya Feng said.

"Heh, don't regret it," Zeshita sneered, tilting his head back to start another duel.

She was full of confidence. Ya Feng had only beaten her a few times at the beginning, but after she became familiar with the operation, he never beat her again. Let alone winning two out of seven games, he couldn't even win two out of a hundred games!

They chose the same roles as before, and the game began.

The first round ended quickly, and Ya Feng was veiled again.

"Not difficult at all! Humans are still too weak, haha, they're all just small fry!" Zeshita said happily, wagging her tail and patting Ya Feng's thigh.

Ya Feng didn't say anything, and then started the second round.

Just like in the previous game, Ya Feng was basically pinned in a corner and beaten to death without any chance to fight back. Zeshita's health bar was still full.

"Hey, Ya Feng, kneel down and beg me now, and maybe I'll let you off the hook and spare you from all that suffering," Zeshita said arrogantly.

"I still want to fight to the very end, just in case a miracle happens?" Ya Feng said.

"Hmph, childish. Nothing will work against me, Your Majesty," Zeshita scoffed.

Then in the third round, Ya Feng was pinned to the ground by a finishing move, subjected to heavy damage, and died a miserable death.

"This is the last round. Remember to wash yourself clean before you come to be my human cushion every day, so as not to dirty my feet," Zeshita said smugly.

"Okay, then I'll be a little more serious." Ya Feng shook his hand, then sat up straight.

Zeshita rolled her eyes at him, not thinking it would make any difference.

But at the start of the fourth game, Little Silver Dragon was a bit dumbfounded.

Just moments ago, Ya Feng's movements were clumsy and awkward, but suddenly he became much more agile, dodging around her and even avoiding her long-accumulated finishing move. Then, he flashed behind her and delivered a powerful A1 dunk, instantly killing her.

"What happened?! You, you must have cheated! How did you dodge that finishing move?!" Zeshita couldn't help but shout.

"This character has invincibility frames when dodging. As long as you dodge at the exact moment you unleash your ultimate move, you'll naturally avoid it." Ya Feng smiled slightly. "Of course, I was just lucky and won a game by chance."

Zehita gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely.

"It was indeed your luck... I was just letting you win a round."

"Then, shall we continue?" Ya Feng said with a kind smile.

Zeshita also gripped the handle, sitting up straighter as if she were about to get serious.

But things didn't go as she wished. Suddenly, Ya Feng seemed to have grasped some secret technique and started to dominate her. Not only did her combo attacks miss, but he also easily blocked the ultimate move she had painstakingly prepared, and then finished the battle with a combo.

What made her even angrier was that this guy always kept his health bar low, and only launched a desperate counterattack when he was on his last sliver of health. Wasn't this just teasing her?

boom!

As the final attack landed, Zeshita's dragonman was struck by a Skyburst Meteor and instantly turned into fragments. The scene then cuts to a cool close-up of Ya Feng.

The game is over. Zeshita has three wins and four losses, while Yafeng has won.

"What a joke! You definitely cheated! Otherwise, how could you suddenly become so powerful! I don't admit it!" Zeshita said angrily.

"Sigh, my little silver dragon, you still need to understand one thing: there are people beyond dragons, and heavens beyond heavens," Ya Feng said, shaking his head.

Then Zeshita saw that he logged into his account and changed his profile name from "Heroic Dragon Knight" to "Exquisitely Intelligent Zeshita".

"you..."

Zeshita stared blankly at the number one ranking on his homepage, then realized that Ya Feng had been deliberately teasing her all along.

"Daenerys Targaryen...you bastard, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Zeshita's face flushed with rage, and she lunged forward, intending to bite Ya Feng to death. He quickly dodged, pointing at the enraged silver dragon and saying:

"Hey, hey, Lady Zeshita, you wouldn't go back on your promise, would you?" Ya Feng said.

"You..." The silver dragon had a gritted-teeth expression, as if it wished it could devour him alive.

I originally wanted to teach this guy a lesson to make myself happy, but now I've gotten myself into trouble instead.

Gradually, she managed to hold back, took a deep breath, and turned her head away.

"Speak!"

"Really, anything is possible?" Ya Feng raised his eyebrows.

"real!"

Ya Feng took out a gift box.

"Then, my request is that Lady Zeshita accept this gift from me."

Upon seeing the beautifully packaged gift box, Zeshita's previously angry face softened considerably, and she blinked her beautiful golden eyes.

"A gift for me?"

“Yes, I saw this on the street before and thought it would suit you very well, so I bought it. But I couldn’t find a suitable opportunity to give it to you, so I thought I’d take this opportunity to give it to you.” Ya Feng handed the gift box to Zeshita.

"So, Lord Silver Dragon, would you do me the honor?"

"Tch..." Zeshita rolled her eyes. "I thought it was something special, so this is all you asked for?"

“Well, I hope you can accept it and wear it. That’s just my little wish,” Ya Feng said.

"Hmph, quite sensible indeed. Well then, I'll give you face and accept it," the silver dragon said, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear as he took the gift box.

Then she opened it and saw that it contained a collar.

She stared for a moment, then looked up at Ya Feng.

"what is this?"

"It's a kind of human ornament that can really highlight your noble and elegant temperament," Ya Feng said honestly.

"Dragon Mother, isn't this something for dogs?! Do you think I'm a dog?!" the silver dragon roared furiously, throwing him to the ground.

"Huh? You already knew?" Ya Feng was dumbfounded. He had been thinking of tricking Yin Long into wearing it once while she didn't have this kind of common sense, but he didn't expect her to know in advance.

This is bad...

"You bastard... Do you think I'm stupid and easy to fool? You even dream of making me your pet?!" Zeshita was so angry that she picked up the sofa and was about to smash it at Ya Feng.

"Wait a minute!"

Ya Feng quickly raised his hand to block, but Zeshita fell silent at that moment.

He lowered his hand, opened his eyes, and saw that Zeshita had actually picked up the collar, glared at him fiercely with her golden eyes, and then, right in front of him, put the collar around her neck.

"Wow...you..." Ya Feng looked at the silver dragon in surprise, not expecting that she would actually wear it.

The silver dragon, wearing a collar and displaying an expression of shame, rage, and a desire to tear you to pieces,

It's so astringent.

“I am not a dragon who breaks his word… what I say, I will do,” the silver dragon said in a low voice, staring at him with a gloomy gaze.

"Now, I have fulfilled your request. Are you satisfied?"

Ya Feng nodded blankly, then Yin Long walked up to him, staring at him coldly, his suppressed anger escaping through clenched teeth:

"Then, if you lose the next match, it won't just be a punching bag... Get ready to serve me right now!"

Ya Feng was silent for a moment, then took out a necklace from his pocket. It was a dazzling blue-purple gemstone set on an obsidian base, which was very eye-catching.

"Actually, this is the gift I wanted to give you. It's a sapphire called the Eye of the Sky that I found in a secret realm. I had it processed a bit. I was originally planning to tease you a little before taking it out, but... well, you can wear it if you want." Ya Feng chuckled.

Actually, I had already thought it through: either I would tease Zeshita to wear the collar for a while and then give her the necklace, or I would wait until she got angry and then take out the necklace to defuse the situation.

However, to my surprise, she was angry but still put on the collar.

Zehita glanced at the dazzling sapphire, then at the collar around her neck, and lowered her head.

"Lord Silver Dragon?" Ya Feng called out tentatively.

Snapped!

Zeshita ripped the collar off her neck, instantly turning it to ashes, then turned and walked upstairs.

But halfway there, she turned around, snatched the necklace from his hand, pointed at him, and Ya Feng saw that her face had turned as red as an apple, filled with shame and humiliation as she shouted:

"Daenerys Targaryen, you just wait!"

She turned and ran upstairs.

After a moment's thought, Ya Feng realized what had happened and immediately regretted it.

"Oh no, I forgot to take a picture!"

Chapter 62 Tonight, let's have a drink.

[A heads-up before reading: Today's two chapters are about Ya Feng and his friends' crazy daily lives, which are unrelated to the main story. You can skip them without affecting the plot. The content is only for fun and abstract purposes, so please don't over-interpret it. If there is any offense, please forgive me (bowing repeatedly 0n2)]

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Ding-a-ling~

With a crisp ring of the bell, Ya Feng entered the small bar.