novelraw Chapter 68 : My Son Is in Danger
Chapter 68 : My Son Is in Danger
Chapter 68: My Son Is in Danger
Inside the dormitory, Wang Chu clearly heard two crisp sounds coming from Sichuan Girl’s neck, accompanied by a scream.
“Crack”
“Ah~ damn it~”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, one more time and it’ll feel good.”
“Crack”
“Ah~~ huh? It actually feels a bit good~ do it again!”
Lin Mo sat on the chair, watching Sichuan Girl rotate her neck, smiling as he asked: “How does it feel?”
“Not gonna lie, it’s really much better, I can move it now. Old Mo, you even know this trick? Awesome!” Sichuan Girl felt the discomfort in his neck lessen and said in surprise.
Although a stiff neck wasn’t a big deal in the first place, and even without external help it would have gone away in a couple of days, the fact that his roommate had personally acted like a bone-setting doctor was still quite a shock.
“You just had it reset. Your neck will still hurt a little, but after a night’s sleep it should be fine.”
Lin Mo was also very satisfied with the effect of his new skill. Whether he could use it again in the future didn’t matter—what mattered was that it worked.
“Eh? Wait a minute, if you knew how to do this, why didn’t you help me this morning? You just watched me suffer all day?”
Rubbing his neck, Sichuan Girl suddenly reacted.
“I’ve been reading books on massage and bone setting lately. I just happened to come across how to treat a stiff neck.” Lin Mo laughed.
He wasn’t worried about exposing anything here. After all, he really was reading such things. Who would ever think he could master a skill so quickly through this method? Don’t ask. If you ask, the answer was: ‘Heaven makes it difficult for him.’
“For real? You used me as practice!” Sichuan Girl rolled his eyes at him.
Although he said that, at least the result was good—his neck could already move freely again.
“What do you care? Just admit it—was it useful or not!” Lin Mo said righteously.
After saying that, he turned his head toward Wang Chu, his eyes flashing with a look of eagerness.
“Wha… what are you doing? Old Mo, it’s getting late, we should hurry up and head out, otherwise we’ll be late.” Wang Chu sounded nervous.
Lin Mo raised his hand and checked the time—6:30: “It’s still early. Come on, my hands are itching, let’s make it quick.”
Without caring about Wang Chu’s refusal, Lin Mo forcefully went ahead and gave Wang Chu a set of neck bone adjustments too.
“Take a deep breath. Yes, dizziness is normal.”
After two cracks, Wang Chu felt completely awful. Although his cervical spine felt much lighter after the adjustment, those two moments of resetting were truly painful, like his soul had left his body.
After changing clothes, twenty minutes later, the three of them finally set off. Lin Mo, in particular, was in high spirits.
At the school gate, the three stood beside Miss Yuan’s Xiaomi su7ultra.
“Seriously, couldn’t we just take a taxi? That’d be much more convenient!” Lin Mo looked at the other two helplessly.
Sichuan Girl carried two small figurines enclosed in transparent plastic boxes and said: “Mainly, we just want to experience the feeling of showing off. Please, Godfather!”
“Godfather, today you’d better think this through. Don’t make me kneel and beg you!” Wang Chu held a huge bouquet of flowers, speaking with great determination.
Lin Mo: …
If it weren’t for them constantly calling him Godfather, he might have actually felt threatened.
Seeing this, he shook his head, then took out the key and unlocked the car door.
Just as Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl were about to get in, Lin Mo stopped them.
“Wait a minute.”
“What now? Hurry up, Godfather, I’m begging you already.” Wang Chu looked anxious.
Hearing this, Lin Mo extended his hand: “Got cigarettes? Hand me one.”
“Aren’t you a non-smoker?” Wang Chu asked in confusion as he pulled out a pack of Liqun from his pocket.
Lin Mo took it, drew out three sticks, lit them with a lighter, then stood before the car, holding the cigarettes to his forehead as he bowed to the vehicle, muttering: “Car travels ten thousand miles, may man and machine be safe. Your father is super handsome, and you are the finest of cars, peak of beauty, bless me!”
After finishing, he placed the cigarettes on the ground, then poured a bottle of iced Coke, since one shouldn’t drink and drive, and drinking was not for drivers.
If the man himself wasn’t drinking, the car definitely couldn’t either.
Before the other two mentioned driving, he had nearly forgotten that he still had the Machine Soul skill “Great Joy.” After all, it wasn’t often used.
But if he was going to drive himself, he had to give himself some insurance. After all, life was only one, and a car was also a kind of machine.
The prerequisite for Machine Soul’s “Great Joy” was kowtowing, but after that, just a small ritual of worship was enough.
Last time, if it weren’t for Old Wang and the others insisting on following the full procedure, he could’ve just casually bowed and still achieved the same effect.
Wang Chu: …
Sichuan Girl: …
The whole process left them dumbfounded.
“What? You actually believe in this? Superstitious!”
“Exactly, we’re young people of the new society, Old Mo. This is outdated dross.”
Hearing them, Lin Mo sneered: “Weren’t you the ones who flunked and then started worshipping Conan and Mazu in the dorm?
And now you suddenly realize it’s feudal superstition and outdated dross?”
After saying that, Lin Mo ignored them, opened the car door, and sat in the driver’s seat.
Hearing this, Sichuan Girl, realizing he was in the wrong, quickly got in. As for Wang Chu—how could worshipping Mazu be superstition? Not worshipping would be truly blasphemous.
Sichuan Girl sat in the passenger seat, while Wang Chu, holding the bouquet, chose the back seat.
“So this is the su7ultra. I really love this interior design.”
“Yeah, why can’t I ever come across this kind of good fortune?”
The moment they got in, both expressed admiration. Clearly, this car fit the aesthetics of young people perfectly.
Lin Mo said nothing. After all, the first time he sat in this car, he had also been envious.
He adjusted the seat, started the engine, and the car slowly pulled out of the parking spot.
His driving skills weren’t bad. He had gotten his license right after high school. Strangely, even though this was his first time driving this particular car, he didn’t feel unfamiliar at all. It was as if he were driving a vehicle he had long been accustomed to, completely at ease.
Moreover, the more Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl praised the car, the stronger this feeling became for Lin Mo.
He knew this was likely the effect of the Machine Soul’s “Great Joy.”
In the past, he had often seen people online say their cars had spirits—some even celebrated their car’s birthday, and some said you couldn’t mention liking another car inside it, or else it would “get mad” and soon break down.
On the contrary, if you constantly praised it, it would rarely malfunction. Sometimes, even with the fuel tank or battery nearly empty, it would still miraculously get you home.
In short, with his earlier ritual and the nonstop praise from his two companions, he was sure this car’s machine soul was absolutely delighted.
He was already planning that next time he returned home, he would definitely set up a table for his family’s Volkswagen.
Zhao Tingting’s chosen location wasn’t far, just a ten-minute drive. After all, they weren’t going downtown.
The journey was smooth—no traffic, not even a single red light.
“We’re here, we’re here! It’s that Original Taste Restaurant up ahead. My goddess said she’s waiting for us at the entrance.”
In the back seat, Wang Chu excitedly held up his phone and told the other two.
Hearing this, Lin Mo glanced ahead and immediately saw the restaurant Wang Chu mentioned. At the entrance stood a slim figure, looking around—it was Zhao Tingting.
He turned the steering wheel and pulled up beside her. Zhao Tingting, who had been waiting for the three, saw a brand-new Xiaomi pull up in front of her. Just as she was wondering, she saw Lin Mo and the other two get out, her eyes widening in surprise.
“Tingting, happy birthday. Just a small gift, I hope you like it.”
Wang Chu, taking the lead, stepped forward with the bouquet.
“Thank you, I’m really sorry you went to the trouble.”
“It’s only right, it’s only right.”
Watching Zhao Tingting accept the gift he had prepared, Wang Chu smiled like a fool.
Seeing this, Lin Mo and Sichuan Girl exchanged a glance. They both understood what the other was thinking.
‘My son is in danger.’
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