Chapter 149 Attitude! Attitude! Attitude!

Although forcibly leaving the free exploration mode outside the safe house would incur a certain penalty, Brother Jue didn't care about the little experience points and game currency at this moment, so he chose a rather dramatic way to disappear directly in front of the Frog Knight.

Soon after turning into light, Feng Bujue returned to the landing space.

When the familiar elevator room reappeared before his eyes, Brother Jue felt a sense of being separated from the world...

Judging from the date and time displayed on the touch screen, the "game time" he spent on this trip was actually only thirty-odd hours (i.e., three-plus hours in real time); obviously, the Black Hole Queen's sending Brother Jue into the "real world" was not counted in the game time—because that "hyperdimensional experience" did not rely on the power of "Destiny," but on the ability of the Black Hole Queen.

However... from Feng Bujue's personal perspective, he had spent several months in the closed ward of a mental hospital; even if his body in the real world had not changed, psychologically... he still hoped to log off quickly, take a shower, have some midnight snacks, and go back to bed for half a night's sleep.

Therefore, Brother Jue quickly chose the "wake up immediately after going offline" option and exited the game.

Before long, he woke up in the game pod.

Opening the game pod and getting up at the same time, Feng Bujue looked up at the clock on the wall... the time was around four in the morning; in the twelfth lunar month, this was basically the darkest and coldest time of the day.

"Ha..." Brother Jue then let out a breath, and a puff of white air followed from his mouth.

"As expected... something's not quite right..." The next second, Feng Bujue thought to himself without showing any emotion, "Did something come in..."

Although he looked calm on the surface, in reality... the moment he woke up, he had already noticed some abnormality.

"I only turn on the heating to sleep because I've been a little more flush lately," Brother Jue muttered as he climbed out of the game pod, "But with you here... aren't I wasting my money?"

He said this as a test, testing the reaction of the "uninvited guest."

At this moment, the only brightly lit corner of the entire living room was the one where the game pod was placed; the rest of the place was dark, and only some shadows and outlines could be seen. However... Brother Jue quickly locked onto the target in the darkness, looking directly at the other party and saying that sentence.

"I didn't intentionally lower the room temperature, it's just..." The other party immediately responded to Brother Jue and walked out of the darkness, "I've just been in one place for too long, and this effect appears."

Having said that, the speaker had already walked into the lighted area.

It was a Caucasian boy who looked only seven or eight years old, with a head of brown curly hair and some freckles on his face.

From his appearance, he was nothing special, but... his voice was not that of a child, but a low, adult male voice.

"And who might you be?" Feng Bujue replied weakly, "Also... could you guys try to contact me before you come next time? Or at least knock on the door or something when you arrive?"

Brother Jue would speak like this, naturally because he already knew that the other party was not "human."

"My name is... Uriel." Uriel did not respond to Brother Jue's last two questions, but continued, "I think you should have seen my name in many documents."

"Oh, it's you." Feng Bujue casually replied, "Speaking of... aren't you the angel who plays with fire? Why hasn't it gotten warmer around here, but colder instead?"

"Precisely because I am responsible for controlling the 'Holy Fire,' I need this kind of ability to..." Uriel's expression suddenly changed halfway through his sentence, and then he smiled, "Heh... you really live up to your reputation."

Only after saying half a sentence did Uriel realize... that he seemed to have been tricked by Brother Jue, so he quickly braked and didn't continue.

"Not bad..." Feng Bujue was as relaxed as ever, "After all, I'm the host and you're the guest, so it's only right that I lead the conversation." As he spoke, he walked to the wall and turned on the lights in the living room, "So... since you don't want to talk about your abilities, it shouldn't matter if we talk about your appearance, right?" He said, tilting his head to look at the other party, "What's with this body? Highlander Syndrome?"

"This is just a 'vessel,' not my body." Uriel replied, "I wouldn't be as stupid as Zachariah... to come and find you in my true form."

"Is it really okay to say that about your compatriot?" Feng Bujue continued, "Although he wasn't very smart, he can at least be considered to have died in the line of duty, right?"

"Hmph... died in the line of duty?" Uriel sneered, "That's just a superficial concept that you humans have; don't lump us together with you." He paused for half a second, and then continued, "Zachariah was easily controlled by you humans and killed by that demon Simon; his death was without any honor, only shame."

"Oh." Brother Jue responded noncommittally, while sitting down on the sofa and wrapping himself in a blanket.

"It seems... you're not nervous at all to see me." Uriel saw this and clearly felt that he was being looked down upon.

"Do I have any reason to be nervous?" Feng Bujue replied, "Tell me."

Uriel heard this and was silent for two seconds before speaking again: "'The game will eventually end, but your life is far from over; I have countless ways to make your future life miserable'..." He paused for a second, and then continued, "...I wonder if you still remember this sentence?"

"I see..." Feng Bujue, of course, remembered those words, "So you are the 'big shot' that Hypoménès was talking about, right?"

"Your memory is not bad." Uriel replied.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, "Okay, then let's get straight to the point..." He leaned his head against the back of the sofa and lazily looked at the other party as he said, "Tell me, what conditions are you planning to offer this time?"

As soon as these words came out, Uriel's expression tightened again, and he also tentatively asked, "How do you know that I'm here to negotiate terms with you? I might be here... to make you pay the price for your previous disrespectful words and deeds, right?"

He thought to himself that this question could elicit something, but what responded to him was...

"You're a pain in the ass." Feng Bujue replied these five words without thinking.

"What... did you say?" At that moment, Uriel thought he had misheard.

"You're a hermaphrodite." A second later, Brother Jue changed his words again, cursing in a clear and distinct voice.

"You..." Uriel was not angry, but a little confused about the situation.

"I'm being disrespectful to you to your face now, what are you going to do?" Not until Feng Bujue said this sentence.

"Hmm..." Uriel, who had come to his senses, was instantly furious, "You lowly insect... don't think I can't do anything to you..."

"You're a hermaphrodite pain in the ass hermaphrodite pain in the ass hermaphrodite pain in the ass..." Facing Uriel's intimidation, Feng Bujue did not take it seriously and cursed at the other party three more times at an extremely fast speed.

After cursing, Brother Jue seemed to think that this was still not despicable enough, so he turned his face to Uriel, stuck out his tongue, and made a series of "pzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..." sounds, spitting and making a face.

At this time, Uriel really wanted to summon some sulfur and fire rain to raze this entire area to the ground, but he couldn't, because... he just couldn't do anything to Feng Bujue.

Brother Jue was well aware of this, so he had nothing to fear.

"I'm warning you..." After taking a few seconds to control his emotions, Uriel continued, "Continuing with this attitude will not do you any good..."

"It still comes down to the same question... what can you do to me?" Feng Bujue slumped on the sofa and asked arrogantly.

"I originally prepared very generous conditions for you, but if you have this attitude..."

Uriel's words were cut off again...

Because Feng Bujue suddenly got up after hearing half of it and grabbed Uriel's legs, lifting him upside down.

"Attitude! Attitude! Attitude..." Then, Brother Jue kept repeating this word while slamming the other party's upper body violently on the sofa.

Uriel, who was grabbed and used as a pillow... was completely dumbfounded...