Wakanda Is Doomed

Gan Xingzhu—no, Gan Xingnu—ultimately did not perform her infamous trick with the soda bottle, but instead sat quietly to the side, sipping water and secretly stealing glances at Su Mengyao as she helped Li Jie change clothes.

Digging lotus roots~~

Seeing Li Jie’s robust, beast-like physique, Gan Xingnu was filled with admiration for Su Mengyao, already envisioning the scene of his sweat-soaked body.

“Brother Jie, how about this No. 2?”

“She can’t compare to you, Yaoyao. Does she have any special talents?”

“She’s from the Jiangyou Women’s Go Academy. Does that count as a talent?”

“I don’t know anything about Go.”

“She can play Five-in-a-Row too.”

Clenching her little fist, Su Mengyao gazed up at Li Jie with wide, expectant eyes. “Brother Jie, she’s got a D too.”

“That’s pretty good,” the boss Li was immediately swayed.

He glanced twice at Gan Xingnu, who was trying to hide her emotions behind her water bottle, and wondered why this little madam looked so familiar. As an orphan from the welfare institute, he shouldn’t know her.

He rubbed his chin, trying to remember, but couldn’t place it.

“Brother Jie, don’t you remember that Mama Long is a Go enthusiast? You could have her accompany Mama Long in the future.”

“Oh~~” Li Jie finally understood.

“Brother Jie, you agree?” Su Mengyao, delighted, helped Li Jie take off his thermal underwear and looked up, thinking he had come around.

“I know who she looks like!”

“Huh?”

Li Jie smacked his fist into his palm. This Gan Xingnu looked just like Ms. Guarjia Golf Ball!

If the dog system ever issued a task to perform in “Wong Fei Hung,” he could have Gan Xingnu play “Aunt Thirteen”—a little makeup, and it would be a perfect replica.

Su Mengyao, unaware, kept persuading, “Brother Jie, just talk to her. Her family’s fallen on hard times, she has no life skills, and had no achievements at the Jiangyou Women’s Go Academy. Just like my mom, she’s basically a parasite, but cheap to keep.”

“Your mom’s cheap?”

“That’s because my dad is too weak. With any normal man, two beatings would make her behave.”

“……”

Alright.

Though he couldn’t keep up with Su Mengyao’s train of thought, Li Jie was used to it.

An angel-faced, devil-bodied beauty with a few flaws—what of it? His values always followed his desires.

I just like voluptuous, curvy beauties!

Let the head listen to the heart, stop overthinking.

He wiped his sweat, slipped on a hoodie, and sat across from Gan Xingnu on the sofa, holding an iced cola, and asked curiously, “So Yaoyao just strong-armed you into this?”

He expected Gan Xingnu to defend herself, but instead she shifted shyly, hands pressed between her legs, and said, “Maybe I’ve been used to her PUA since childhood.”

“……”

I… you two… aren’t…?

Li Jie’s mind was spinning. He tried to clarify, “You mean you know she’s PUA-ing you?”

“That’s what the doctor said.”

“……”

“But honestly, I don’t like physical labor. I’m just lazy.”

“……”

Well, in a way, she’s straightforward.

“My family used to be well-off. I knew I should save some money, even just pocket change. But I was too lazy. I just wanted to play chess, watch shows, live life carefree. Then my dad got arrested, and my mom took off with everything valuable, didn’t even bother with me…”

Goodness!

Li Jie perked up at this—his cola transformed instantly into premium liquor.

This family, all lunatics and maniacs.

Li Jie knew about Gan Xingnu’s mother—a classic mistress who climbed the ranks, though most people were distracted by her status as a former student. But essentially, she was just a mistress looking for an old sugar daddy.

“How old are you?”

“D!”

She answered firmly, puffing out her chest to prove her innocence.

Definitely not C++.

“I meant, how many years old are you?”

“Just turned eighteen…”

She shivered instinctively, but with her “Aunt Thirteen” face, even feigning coyness seemed endearing.

Li Jie felt his sanity might be corrupted by these girls, and was about to ask if she had any requests when his phone rang.

Chen Pi, who had gone offline to meet “1000cc Zhishi Lang,” was calling.

“Master Li, there’s good news and good news.”

“No bad news?”

“None! Master Li is in his prime, only good news, no bad news!”

Chen Pi was adamant, and lately had stopped chasing the “goddess.” It was pointless—no amount of devotion to a thirty-something “goddess” could match the thrill of a twenty-something temporary girlfriend for twelve hundred.

Besides, outside of Master Li’s circle, Chen Pi was “Little Pi,” but once he stepped out into the world of “creative ability,” others called him “Pi Master.”

“Want to join ‘Masked Gourd Hero’ Part Two?”

“Want to join Part Three?”

“Want to join Part Four?”

……

All this is strength!

Though he, Chen Pi, piggybacks on others, he’s stuck by Master Li for over ten years; he’s the most loyal dog!

What’s wrong with being a dog?

Didn’t Master Li act as a dog?

Nothing shameful about it.

Now, “Black Cat Hero Police” has been greenlit, one of the few international collaborations in Jianye City, especially with Lower and Upper Egypt, both wanting to add local flavor to their editions—for example, hoping “creative ability” can include the cat goddess Bastet and the lion goddess Sekhmet in the African version.

Because of this, countless artists from Sanjiang Province want to get in, since promotion will definitely mean a trip to Upper and Lower Egypt.

A chance to catch a free flight, that’s not nothing.

So, Chen Pi’s spirits were high, having already quit his job at Pingjiang TV, and now planned to serve Master Li’s family loyally.

As for whether his family could serve Li’s for generations—smoking, drinking, and perming hair—that remained to be seen.

“Go on.”

“That Wang Bo agreed to come. He took the contract home to review, mainly to convince his wife and kids to move to Jianye. Coming from Qilu, moving the whole family takes some resolve.”

“That’s definitely good news. What’s the other?”

“Hehe, Master Li, the three motorcycle factories Wang Bo used to work with have heard you’re preparing a new show. They want product placement, but before that, they want to launch a ‘Masked Gourd Hero’ joint model. Especially the ‘Power Red,’ they hope ‘creative ability’ can collaborate on the exterior design.”

“How much?”

“Besides the licensing fee, they’re offering a sales cut. The exact percentage is still negotiable.”

That’s why you need to sell merchandise!

Li Jie couldn’t stop grinning; “Masked Gourd Hero” was a goldmine, good for decades.

In high spirits, Li Jie told Chen Pi, “Little Pi, take note: for the special African edition of ‘Black Cat Hero Police,’ we can add a regional battle slogan.”

“Alright, Master Li, what should I write?”

“Wakanda is doomed!”

“……”

“Did you write it down?”

“I did.”

Chen Pi was baffled, but it didn’t matter. The slogan was stirring, filling everyone with energy!