Cannot Kiss

Chapter 107 No Kissing (Please Subscribe~)

It feels great to be able to take in an entire city at a glance.

Aside from a few people falling from the sky, which seemed a bit of a downer.

Zhang Chen didn't know if they were from the company, from Toast, or some other organization with various code names.

It might be called Thunder Gaba, Electric Boy, or Happy Superman; it has nothing to do with him.

After sleeping for two days, Zhang Chen's mind became increasingly free of distractions.

He just wanted to do his job well, manage the Monster Guild Hall properly, collect all the pollen from the Bitter Love Tree, and find his life-giving root again.

And... win them back one by one, and then be able to say sincerely without batting an eye that you've actually loved them for thousands or hundreds of years.

Thinking this, Zhang Chen went back to his room and removed the mouse from the computer desk.

The mouse squeaked twice, transformed into a small gray mouse, and crawled into Zhang Chen's pocket.

This is the rat with the invisibility ability. Zhang Chen always keeps it by his side. Even if he doesn't hide its form, he can reduce its aura to the lowest level, so that even acquaintances can't spot it in a crowd at a glance.

Then, I stood on the balcony and thought for a long time.

He decided not to take the stairs or the elevator.

Let's jump from the 18th floor and see.

When he jumped from the 18th floor last time, there were bird demons catching him; that wasn't cool enough.

Again.

For the first time, Zhang Chen personally experienced what was described in physics textbooks as gravitational acceleration. The scenery before his eyes gradually blurred, eventually becoming a blur...

As I fell, the wind that rushed towards me carried a sense of time being accelerated.

Zhang Chen vaguely felt that he seemed to have been jumping from heights frequently not long ago.

"Bang!"

It landed steadily, without a scratch.

"Bang!!"

Suddenly, Zhang Chen looked up and saw another figure fall from the sky, landing face-first in the mud. The figure was a middle-aged man with a square face and a scar on his face.

"Damn it, why did it suddenly stop working?" the scarred man cursed as he stood up, clutching his back.

As soon as he fell, he quickly examined the pair of tiny bamboo wings on the ground, with some scattered feathers attached to them.

The way he examined the wings was like that of a driver who had just overturned a truck at high speed.

Truck drivers value their vehicles and cargo more than their own lives, often checking their goods first rather than themselves.

"Oh shit..."

The scarred man spat, then looked at Zhang Chen. "You're in the same line of work? Still got any feathers? I'm rushing to work, this stupid company forces me to patrol the skies, and if my daily KPI isn't at least 200 kilometers, I have to pay out of pocket!"

"Now the feathers are all smashed, what the hell are we supposed to patrol for?"

"I noticed you landed quite steadily after falling, so you must still have some feathers left, right? How about I buy some?"

The bird demon's feathers, after being specially processed, could allow people to fly, but Zhang Chen remembered that this was very unsafe.

Unexpectedly, when he jumped off the building for fun, the company's employees mistook him for a competitor.

"No? Fine... I give up, another day's wages are going to be deducted."

The scarred man sighed, unfastened his small parachute, looked at Zhang Chen, and greeted him politely, "Young man, what did you do to get yourself working for the company at such a young age?"

"Shouldn't a young person be doing this?" Zhang Chen asked.

"This job is tough and exhausting; you could easily lose your life. Why would a young person choose this instead of a perfectly good job?"

The scarred man chuckled. "When I was young, I liked to play the hero. If I saw some blond-haired guy harassing a female student on the street, I would kick him."

"But I didn't see that the other guy had a knife in his pocket. I got slashed in the face. I was strong enough to grab the knife and cripple him. I spent ten years in prison. When I got out, I couldn't find a job, so I was introduced to the company."

"Later I found out that the woman was a prostitute who deliberately dressed up as a schoolgirl."

Zhang Chen remained silent, feeling that the scarred man was both pitiful and funny.

It turns out that the company's frontline employees are just ordinary people.

"How much do you earn in a month?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Six or seven thousand, that's about it. After supporting a family, there's not much money left. I don't even dare tell my wife what I do for a living."

"The job is so dangerous, and the salary is only five or six thousand?"

"Young man, what you're saying is ridiculous. The company is practically giving you a handout!"

As the scarred man was speaking, his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up, glanced at it, and spat, "Damn it, did you get the message, bro? No wonder the feathers malfunctioned earlier; there was a dragon flying in the sky, damn it."

"The company won't even reimburse us for the losses, leaving us to handle it ourselves. We have to meet our KPIs..." The scarred man laughed angrily. "Brother, where are you headed?"

"Go to a matchmaking agency."

"Are you crazy? Isn't there an old fox demon living there? A few days ago, some guy was brave enough to go patrolling there, and the fox demon blew him out to sea in one breath, almost feeding him to the sharks."

"I'm not afraid," Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger." The scarred man gave a thumbs up. "Although that fox demon doesn't kill people, it's not a kind creature either."

Zhang Chen scanned the man with his cheat code, noticed the pollen on his body, and after a moment's consideration, said, "Then I won't go."

"I knew it! What a joke, haha." The scarred man seemed optimistic. "Young man, I don't think you can work anyway, right? How about we go to the club for a couple of drinks?"

"The Monster Guild Hall?" Zhang Chen asked.

"You know about it too? A few days ago, that girl at the company, you know, tide... anyway, she's a really pretty girl, like a fairy, she said it's a new project for the company, a clubhouse she co-founded with a monster."

"We usually go there for treatment when we get injured. It's cheap and the treatment is good. Plus, they offer their own 'Red Dust Brew' wine, and oh my god, it's so delicious!"

Zhang Chen smiled and followed the man toward the clubhouse.

It seems that Xixi-chan has also abused her power for personal gain. She probably got more power from the company, which is why she dares to do some dirty tricks in Ning'an.

However, it was well done.

It's simpler to poach employees from competitors than to rebuild an organization.

The journey took only a few minutes, during which Zhang Chen listened to the uncle's ramblings all the way to the clubhouse.

The first floor is a pet hospital. In fact, with the dog demon's medical skills, it doesn't matter what he treats. At this moment, there are quite a few demons disguised as humans and animals in the hospital, as well as a few real humans with pets.

The second floor is a small tavern where some little mouse demons are already working, earning a bag of Panpan bread every day.

Zhang Chen hasn't recruited any outside monsters yet; his own rat demons are enough.

In the future, he plans to open several more clubs, allowing them to function as branches of matchmaking agencies, rather than just pubs and hospitals.

If everyone came to his matchmaking agency, that fox would be exhausted.

If the fruit of the Bitter Love Tree is not eaten, it can fulfill some of the tree's functions. Modern humans and demons are actually more intense in matters of love, hate, and grudges than before.

Since they're all full and have nothing else to do, they're thinking about dating, but dating between transgender people is always more complicated.

Furthermore, the guild hall has a reason to appear in the open under the name of the Bitter Love Tree.

"Boss, are there any seats upstairs?" The scarred uncle greeted the dog demon on duty with practiced ease.

Just as the dog demon was about to nod, it saw Zhang Chen, paused, and its expression became incredibly interesting.

"Yes, um...yes, shall we arrange a VIP room for you?"

"No need, no need! I'll just have a few drinks with this young man!" The scarred man turned back and smiled at Zhang Chen. "See, I still have some influence, hahaha!"

Zhang Chen simply nodded.

Upon reaching the second floor, several people were sitting at the bar, all wearing company uniforms. When they saw the scarred man, they managed a weak smile.

"Nobody's doing any work?" The scarred man led Zhang Chen to sit down, then looked at the thin man beside him. "Old Liu, what brings you here for a drink?"

"So what if the feathers are ruined? Who knew a dragon would fly in from the sky?" The man named Lao Liu said with a wry smile. "This company is really inhumane! We do all the hard and tiring work, and if we have to buy a few more feathers, we'll have worked for nothing for a month!"

"What can we do? Let's keep going. It's a good thing the man isn't dead." The scarred man reached into his pocket and pulled out a flattened pack of cigarettes, only to find a single twisted cigarette inside.

His smile froze for a moment, then he stuffed the cigarette pack back in and started sipping his colleague's drinks.

"The supervisors from headquarters are disgusting. The work is already troublesome enough, and now they're adding KPIs. They're determined to make our lives miserable," a fat man cursed.

"If it makes money, it's the company's interest; if something goes wrong, we're the ones who have to take the blame. Sigh!"

"Sigh, never mind, Scarface, have you sorted out your daughter's schooling situation yet?"

Scarface's expression changed several times. After a long silence, he said, "Without a house in a good school district, I can't get in. I'm trying to save up money to pull some strings."

"Scarface, a regular school would be fine. Why insist on getting your daughter into the top high school? You're not capable yourself, so why are you forcing your daughter to do this?"

"My daughter is good at studying, you wouldn't understand."

What books should autistic children read?

"She can read," the scarred man repeated, his tone hardening.

The colleagues unanimously changed the subject; several grown men drinking from the same bottle of wine looked somewhat comical.

But the liquor brewed by Hongchen was quite potent, and the bartender, not knowing his own strength, caused several men to become somewhat drunk.

"Scarface, why did you kick me back then? Did you ruin your college education for some monster? Now you're hanging out with a bunch of uncultured guys like us. What a waste!"

"A monster's life is also a life," Scarface said.

"Fate... even monsters are selling themselves, what a worthless life! Haha, you know what, monsters can't get pregnant, they're really suited for this line of work."

"Hahaha! Has anyone tried fighting a monster? Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

The scarred man fell silent, his fists clenched tightly.

Zhang Chen ordered a drink by himself and listened to the conversation of the others, which gave him a basic understanding of the company's lower-level employees.

At the same time, he was also observing the scarred man's reaction.

Soon, after several rounds of drinks...

"Let's go! Wait, Scarface, pay the bill! You drank the most! Next time it's my treat!"

The men walked away arm in arm. The scarred man tried to call out to his colleagues, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Damn it, I've invited you several times already."

Suddenly, a mouse dressed in a little suit jumped onto the bar and reached out to him for money.

The scarred man looked grim.

At this moment, Zhang Chen, who had been quiet for a long time, took out a small bag of bread and handed it to the rat demon.

The scarred man was taken aback. "Why did you give it bread? It wants money..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the little mouse excitedly ran into the group of mice, carrying the bread and showing it off.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

"You can do that?"

The scarred man looked at Zhang Chen with a strange expression, stared for a while, then slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I brought you here for drinks, but I forgot about you."

"It's nothing." Zhang Chen waved his hand. "Uncle, what's your opinion on monsters?"

"They're all lives." The scarred man shrugged. "What's the difference between a transformed demon and a human? To be honest, my ancestor was involved with a bull demon."

"Because I have the blood of a demon, I am stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, I would have died under that knife more than ten years ago."

"I don't know anything about the history of monsters, and the company doesn't have any of that information anymore; it's all been destroyed. But I've been working on the front lines for so many years, and I've never seen many vicious monsters."

"Even those who break the law are mostly forced into it or tricked. Heh, when it comes to cunning, monsters can't outwit humans."

"That female demon who came out to work as a prostitute more than ten years ago... All I know is that she was very scared at the time, so she took action. In the end, I don't regret it."

"Even the worst demons these days don't eat people. That old fox demon at the matchmaking agency will at most just blow people to the beach."

"But people really do eat each other."

The truth.

Zhang Chen's "dog sniff" detected the sincerity in the other person's emotions.

This also confirms that people or demons who carry pollen from the Bitter Love Tree are not necessarily bad people.

Hmm...would you consider it a selection carefully chosen by our ancestors?

"Speaking of monsters, young brother, don't think I'm bragging. My ancestor's bull demon even served as a mount for an immortal!"

"I don't know what kind of immortal they are, but they're definitely incredibly powerful. Think about it, I can't even find any information about them at the company, so they must be absolutely top-notch! Confidential information!"

"I heard they recently got their hands on a book in the capital region, it's supposedly a relic of an immortal. I really want to go see it sometime!"

"Uncle, have you thought about changing jobs?" Zhang Chen poured him some more wine.

"Change jobs? I've been to jail, where can I go? Sigh, and once I'm in a company, I can't get out! I don't want to be hypnotized."

"How about working at this clubhouse? The pay will definitely be more than at a company."

"I'd love to come, I could drink every day," the scarred man said with a smile. "Young man, I'll treat you to drinks tomorrow. It's about time, I need to rest for half a day before heading out for KP1."

Before leaving, the scarred man patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "If you still have a way out, leave the company as soon as possible!"

Zhang Chen smiled and nodded as she looked at the pollen that appeared and disappeared on his body.

There shouldn't be any problems.

At night, Scar dragged his tired body along. He had forgotten what his real name was. He got used to hearing others call him Scar, even his wife called him Scar.

After a long day at work with no money and being scolded by the boss, I came home to find my child's math homework book with the words 8+8=14 written on it.

He took a deep breath.

During dinner, his parents told him that a bottle of health supplements only cost a little over 500 yuan, and if he bought six bottles, he would get one free.

He took a deep breath.

While going to bed, his wife asked him, "If you and his mother fell into the river at the same time, who would you save?"

He almost couldn't catch his breath.

Late at night, he went to the balcony to smoke. He only had one crumpled cigarette in his pocket, but when he tried to light it, he found that his lighter had been taken by his colleague.

He went to check if his daughter was asleep and saw that she, who had mild autism, was actually staying up late reading a book...

He quickly went up to his daughter and asked what kind of book it was.

His daughter happily shared with him that she was reading a book about immortals and that she didn't stutter as much as she usually does.

Surprised and delighted, Scarface patiently watched the video with his daughter.

The book is called "The Tale of Words and Dust". There are some characters that his daughter doesn't know, so Scar reads them to her.

He saw a light in his daughter's eyes.

His daughter called him "Dad," and Scarface suddenly remembered that besides being called Scarface, he could also be called "Father."

My daughter asked, "Daddy, can I become a god like the ones in the books?"

He was speechless for a moment. Not to mention immortals, being able to become the old ox that the immortals ride in the book would be quite good.

After coaxing his daughter to sleep, he went to the balcony alone and read the book again. The book was indeed very good and had a magical attraction.

As he looked around, Scar noticed something was amiss.

The old ox, bamboo forest, and village in the book made him suddenly realize something.

He rummaged through the living room and found the family genealogy, which recorded the legends of their ancestors... Although no one believed it anymore, Scar knew of the existence of monsters.

After several comparisons, the descriptions of that immortal were remarkably similar.

Scarface froze, bewildered in the wind, knowing that this could not possibly be a coincidence.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, a mouse dressed in a suit climbed onto his balcony.

He realized that this was a rat demon from the guild hall, so he lowered his guard.

The rat demon handed him a small bag of bread. He took a bite, and the aches and pains all over his body suddenly disappeared, and his fatigue vanished.

Scarface then realized why the rat demon had been so excited about the bread at noon.

The rat demon stared intently at him, as if waiting for his answer.

Scarface swallowed hard, a thunderclap seemed to explode in his mind, a buzzing sound filled his head... He was so shocked that his hands trembled.

His ancestor had cultivated rice for the immortals for several years before being given a straw by the immortals and becoming a spirit, thus escaping the life of an animal.

Scarface glanced back at his daughter's room.

And today, he is the same.

"Zhang Chen, how did you get all this pollen?"

"It floated here by itself."

The aloof young woman sat on a swing made of bitter love tree vines, with Zhang Chen pushing her from behind. Having slept for two days, he was not sleepy at all, even late at night.

Tu Shan Han Su pouted, "You'd better not let me find out what you're up to behind my back again."

"Was it you who wrote that book in the Kyoto area? When did you get in touch with Quai?"

"I don't know." Zhang Chen was still at a loss for words.

"Heh." Tu Shan Hansu sneered, "Where have you been these past two days?"

"Susu, stop asking. I have something to ask you. Is there something hidden in our refrigerator?"

"...That's a backup." Tu Shan Han Su's expression was slightly unnatural. "In case you die later."

"are you sure?"

Miss Fox retorted, "If you think it's unfair, why don't you just do it yourself?"

"never mind."

"What? You don't like my body odor?" Miss Fox turned around and glared at him.

The fox fry still smells delicious.

"Miss Su, how good am I to you now?" Zhang Chen changed the subject.

"It's negative."

"When will it become positive?"

"It will never be right unless you go back two thousand years. Stop bothering me. If we had never met, perhaps I would have feelings for you."

"Then why are you asking me to increase my favorability?" Zhang Chen sighed.

"This is your responsibility."

"Miss Su, I'll grant your wish now. Can you fall in love with me?"

"No." Tu Shan Han Su rolled her eyes with a charming expression.

Why?

Because no monster can withstand that kind of thing.

"Zhang Chen, I used to let you abuse me all the time, but you could never have me. Do you know why?"

"have no idea."

"You are too arrogant, always alone, and always choosing to do everything yourself."

"Therefore, nothing you try to do is perfect."

"What do I want to do?"

"Do it with me."

"5

""

Miss Fox jumped off the swing. "Anyway, if you're still planning to take risks, don't go alone anymore, okay?"

No, it won't.

"So you still want to take risks?" Tu Shan Han Su narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him. "Do you know that book is essentially plagiarizing the company's secrets?"

"I don't know anything about those books," Zhang Chen scratched his head. "Li Yinuo's books?"

"She has other desires," Tu Shan Han Su said, shaking her head.

It's funny, though. In order to get rid of Zhang Chen, the company destroyed everything related to that bastard, making it impossible for them to even be sure what Li Yinuo wrote.

If they knew that Li Yinuo's entire autobiography was about this bastard, they'd probably go crazy.

"So the book you mentioned..."

"A book that should have disappeared over a thousand years ago, but since you don't acknowledge it, it doesn't matter." Tu Shan Han Su lay back down on the swing. "Not enough."

Unless, of course, the Celestial Empire is filled with temples dedicated to longing for one another, and the incense inside is ever-burning.

The Pure Yang Daoist may exist only in legends, but there must be legends to speak of him.

"so."

Zhang Chen massaged her shoulders, recalling the scene from the previous day.

I remembered.

It seems that with just one sentence from him, Xiao Xiaomei left that book behind in her past life.

It turns out it wasn't the butterfly effect, but rather an phenomenon that transcends time and space.

Changing the future directly from the past has a negligible impact on the process in between.

"Hansu."

"My favorability rating doesn't allow you to call me by my name directly," Miss Fox said irritably.

"I'm serious. If you could go back in time, what would you most want to do? Aside from not meeting me again..." Zhang Chen asked.

Tu Shan Han Su closed her eyes and recalled for a while.

The swing swayed, as if trying to shake her heart out of her body.

Go back to the past, where there is no more fighting, and no more distinction between humans and demons.

Then I went with him to see the lanterns in the human world, to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, to admire the snow plum blossoms on the winter solstice, to see all the world's splendor, and to wait for a romantic rain.

"divorce!"

Suddenly, a couple who were arguing late at night passed by outside the courtyard. It sounded like they were having an emotional breakdown because their house purchase had fallen through.

Many people are often hasty in big decisions like buying a car, a house, or stocks, but meticulous and calculating when it comes to small things like toothpaste and toilet paper. They are clever in small matters but muddle-headed in big ones. They work diligently for half their lives, but one mistake can send them back into the storm, forcing them to start all over again.

Zhang Chen had some understanding of this, as he felt he had once been that kind of person.

Fortunately, he was able to start over.

"Sweetie, may I give you a kiss?"

"They won't allow it up there," said SuSu.