My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1044 - 354. The old man is over 70, and you two youngsters really have no conscience!_2

Chapter 1044: 354. The old man is over 70, and you two youngsters really have no conscience!_2

So, is this why the local Vampire Governor dares to confront Black Disaster head-on here?

A bunch of belligerent geniuses from who-knows-where...

Hisss, no wonder the God of the North Wind guided him here. The next grand gathering on the continent will surely start from Transylvania.

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"Fuck, you’ve lost it, sis! Grandpa’s almost eighty! Don’t mess around, okay!"

The next day before dawn, while it was still dark, Bull Bull, rubbing his eyes in the speeding sports car, was shocked to hear Sister Pomegranate’s plan as she drove. He yelled:

"If anything happens to the old man after you dragged him into this, how are you going to explain it to the family!"

"Explain my ass!"

Sister Pomegranate hadn’t slept all night.

She got up early in the morning without even applying makeup, her eyes red and hair disheveled, driving the car borrowed from Little Brother Fu to rush to her hometown.

Fortunately, the two places weren’t too far apart, or she reckoned she would drag Bull Bull onto the first flight back.

"The chance that Grandpa has regretted missing all his life is right before him. Believe it or not, once we explain this to him, he’ll be the one rushing to fill out the application. The game doesn’t care about your age here. Isn’t Professor Chen an example?

He’s also over sixty here.

But look at his vigor in Transylvania, dragging two students all around, chopping up a few Gnolls to practice when he feels like it. People would believe he’s twenty if he said so."

"You’ve gone crazy too! That’s all fake. No matter how real it seems, it’s still fake. I know what Turner told you about ’the way of Spirit Energy,’ but they have Spiritual Energy over there."

Bull Bull shook his head and said:

"What’s the use of learning all that if you’re just a regular person when you come back here?"

"That’s exactly why Grandpa wasn’t wrong in calling you a dead wood."

Sister Pomegranate retorted:

"What does ’To learn of the way in the morning and die content in the evening’ mean? Translate that for me!

And is the distinction between real and fake that important? If you don’t try to reach a higher realm, you’ll never see the landscapes that exist only in legends. The ancients had the Sword Saint, so they can’t all be made-up fantasies, right?"

"Fuck, slow down!"

Bull Bull had no intention of arguing with his elder sister.

He glanced at the speedometer and was so scared he felt like his soul was leaving his body. He reached out, intending to snap Sister Pomegranate out of her frenzy.

But as soon as his hand went up, Sister Pomegranate, with a casual reflexive block, followed by her fingers pointing like a sword, lightly tapped Bull Bull’s neck.

This sneaky choke was extremely sly, catching Bull Bull off guard and making it instantly difficult for him to breathe as he clutched his neck, coughing violently.

"Bull Bull! Chao, I didn’t mean it, don’t scare me!"

Sister Pomegranate’s cry filled the car, and the sports car quickly pulled off the highway into a safe area to park.

Sister Pomegranate dragged Bull Bull out of the car and, after a few minutes of performing chest compressions, slapping his face, and pinching his philtrum, finally brought Bull Bull back from his temporary faint due to lack of oxygen.

"You almost killed me! And you say you’re not obsessed."

Sitting back in the car, Bull Bull was almost in tears. He rubbed his bruised neck and said to his sheepishly smiling older sister:

"What the hell was that just now? Something Grandpa taught you? Is this the legendary true heritage?"

"If the old man knew that, there would have been major trouble when I was standing up for you back in the day. Our family’s boxing style is completely different from this stuff, but it definitely suits me very well."

Sitting in the driver’s seat and patting her cheeks to stay alert, Sister Pomegranate sighed and said:

"That was something I learned from an NPC last night, the Spirit Machine Slash and the choke... They look like minor techniques, but they actually represent a one-hit kill combat style. It’s said this is how the ninja masters and Shadow Warriors of the Shadow Sect fight.

I suddenly realized that I hadn’t really understood ’Real Different World.’ Not just me, none of us really understand it; we’re still just ’playing’ it.

I finally understand why ’Lady Shui’ spent so much effort learning the language of Transylvania with that dictionary in her arms.

Bull Bull, I don’t know if I should tell you, but ’Lady Shui’ and Orchid have been suspecting from the beginning that it’s not just a game. Do you get what I mean?"

"I want to say I don’t get it... but Ayu wouldn’t stop yapping about this every mealtime. He also thinks Transylvania might be a parallel world or something. Too much is unexplainable."

Bull Bull rolled his eyes and fiddled with the water bottle in his hands. In the dawn light of this secluded place, he looked out of the window and said quietly to his sister:

"Ah... I think I might really be falling for Ambo. The day before yesterday, a junior girl brought me flowers, and I turned her down. Then she asked if I had a girlfriend, and Ambo’s face just popped into my mind.

I really hope it’s not fake.

Or, how great it would be if it was all fake.

In the end, we still have to live here.

I can’t abandon all this, but I can’t stop logging into that damn game now either. Just like you said, I’ve already seen those landscapes, and now to give up halfway would be laughable to myself.

But that’s why we shouldn’t drag more people into it!"

Bull Bull’s tone suddenly shifted, seriously telling his sister:

"Ayu hasn’t been actively recruiting people lately, I know he’s afraid, too. The others don’t care about these things, as long as they’re having fun. I hope Grandpa can live without illness or trouble till the end. You understand what I mean, right?"