Chapter 41 (Smooth & Chaotic Web-Novel Style)
Mali stomped away, face tomato-red, fuming but helpless. Jiang Feng whistled triumphantly.
As expected — Good girls fear clingy guys, fierce girls fear jobless husbands! He was both clingy AND jobless. Mali never stood a chance.
He pulled out his phone and kept poking the hornet's nest.
Jiang Feng: Tasted my family-secret dark plum sauce and not dropping some coins? Rich sugar mommy, hungy hungy, din din! [Sent ✓]
Staring at the chat… "Typing…" Stopped. "Typing…" again? Probably raging so hard she couldn't type straight.
Waited a solid minute. No reply. Instead — 30,000 Pokédollars transferred!
Jiang Feng: (⊙o⊙) WOW, you're built different! Real one! I LOVE hanging with people who treat money like dirt! Too real!!
Can't bully her 24/7 though — gotta show some care.
Jiang Feng: Dear Mali-chan~ Next time wear the skirt, okay? Makes it easier to pee anywhere! [Sent ✓]
So considerate! Self-five-star!
"Typing…" → deleted → finally one word: 6!
After farming Mali for both affection AND 30k allowance, Jiang Feng was in cloud nine. Whistling, hands behind his head, he strutted off with the legendary "I disown my entire bloodline" pace.
Player Lounge
"Konnichiwa~♡" The maid-cosplay staff greeted him warmly — black silk + maid outfit = peak culture. Jiang Feng ordered an "82-year expired" coffee and savoured it like a connoisseur.
Expired hits different! Not that I can't afford fresh — expired just has better value!
After the first round of knockouts, the lounge was way emptier. A few familiar faces… and one freshly kicked out of the girls' toilet — Spikemuth's #1 Creep, Wei Fatty, covered in dust.
"Once a dog, always a dog." "Don't say you know me, embarrassing."
Jiang Feng facepalmed.
"You know NOTHING! This is ARTISTIC SACRIFICE!" "In this boring life, I chase unique stimulation — THAT is the meaning of existence!" "Darkness is far brighter than you think!"
Fatty sprayed spit like a lecturer.
"So that's why you bring a flashlight to the girls' bathroom?"
Jiang Feng sipped his expired coffee.
"Bullshit! This isn't any flashlight — it's the Godo 200,000W Tactical Illuminator!" "Saved a whole month's allowance for it!" "With this, you can ALWAYS trust the light!"
Jiang Feng thumbs-up: "Even Mr. Mime's Barrier wouldn't get my respect — only you!"
Right then — the lounge big screen flashed.
Round 2 Bracket — Fresh out the oven!Jiang Feng VS Wei Fatty!
Destiny! Jiang Feng had a feeling — teammate sacrifice incoming, infinite mana glitch activated!
Winner → Top 8 + priority mating rights! Loser → go home and sell ass!
The two locked eyes. Sparks — black-red lightning cracked in the air!
"Bro? Come slash me!" "Don't stop — aim for the carotid!" "Rain or shine, Legend-1 server awaits!" "You're losing today — even Arceus can't save you!" "Scared! I'll give you a 39-meter head start!" "Loser calls winner Daddy!" "Loser's the grandson!"
They glared, trash-talked, cold-snorted, and marched to the battlefield.
Fatty struck a pose, tossed his Poké Ball.
"Come forth, Apostle of Light and Sneak — Mimikyu!"
"Blaziken, wreck his shit!"
Battle start!
"Mimikyu, cloak!" Fatty's tactic — as sleazy as ever. Invisible → backstab.
Mimikyu vanished completely — even the jagged belly pattern disappeared!
Not a single trace on the field!
Worthy of the Lightbringer — perfect invisibility, not even dandruff left behind!
No wonder he got THAT photo of Teacher Kena fresh out the bath!
"Blaziken, Dig → Bulk Up!"
Invisible? Then I go underground — let's see you sneak!
Now the arena turned hilarious: Both Pokémon disappeared. Only two Trainers left staring daggers.
"You little shit, come out!" "Grandson! Show yourself!" "Who hides is the grandson!" "North or south of the river — ask who's the real daddy!" "Bro, come chop me!" "Hurry up — flowers are wilting!"
Two old-six players entered verbal combat, trash-talk maxed — sleeves nearly rolled for a fistfight.
But the Pokémon? Refused to move.
Staring contest — who's the real old six?
A full song's length of pure stalemate.
Crowd:
"What the hell are these two clowns doing? Trainer IRL PK incoming?" "Wasting time = slow suicide!" "Two sleazy turtles — whoever moves first loses!" "Screw it, I'm reading novels." "Yo, " "? You into that?" "Bro, love is a green ray of light!"
Some dudes started throwing sweaty socks. Girls reached into bras for silicone pads.
Referee couldn't take it — final warning whistle!
"Passive play = malicious word-padding → Precipice Blades warning!"
Using the ref's threat, Jiang Feng forced Mimikyu out — grinning like a villain.
"One move decides it!"
"Bring it!"
Assassin lost ambush advantage → forced to brawl head-on. Result? Obvious.
Bam-bam-bam—!
Three seconds later.
Blaziken 3-hit combo → Mimikyu flat.
Mimikyu, dead!
Teammate sacrificed → infinite power glitch!
Blaziken stacked another buff!
Victory! Jiang Feng → Top 8, priority flex activated! (ー_ー)!!
After crushing an old six, Blaziken flexed proudly: Look at these biceps! Little lady Pokémon, check my majestic crest feathers! Hot or not?!
Jiang Feng couldn't watch anymore — recalled the posing chicken.
"You sneaky bastard, no honor!" Fatty cursed, finally realizing he got played.
Sat up in deathbed shock — the clown was me?!
"Can't handle L?" "Real bros fight fair — come slash me!" "Who's your bro? Call me Daddy!" "Piss off, I demand duel!" "No time, gotta flirt."
Fatty: …!
Jiang Feng, high on life, blew flying kisses at a curvy rich beauty in the stands.
Cures kidney deficiency, sugar-free! This old man's feeling young again!
The girl shyly covered her chest (and her strawberry cake), scared he'd snatch it.
Boring. You wear it to be seen, right? Stop pretending — just write "plotting something" on your face like me!
Grumbling, Jiang Feng walked off stage.
Next up — the final four!
Winner → League-seeded Pokédex, food, drinks, girls! Loser → go home play with mud!
Semifinals: Jiang Feng VS Fat Tiger!
The ultimate showdown we've all been waiting for!
Will he marry into wealth and become a stay-at-home dad? Or reclaim his manhood and rise again?