In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 221: Copying One Thousand Times
However, Rong Qinglei quickly stood up and grabbed him. "Alright, alright, I’ll copy them."
At worst, he could just shut the doors tightly while copying and forbid anyone from coming in to attend him.
"Great, thank you!" Yue Mingxuan said with a smile. "Once you’re done copying for me, I’ll cook something tasty for you."
He could only hope that the little bit of cooking skill he had picked up back in the modern world hadn’t completely rusted away after coming to this era and that it would be enough to fool people.
Hearing this, Rong Qinglei’s eyes practically lit up. "Really? I didn’t even know you could cook. How much do you need copied? Just tell me."
Being able to eat a food that was personally made by Yue Mingxuan, he would be willing to copy anything until his hands broke.
Yue Mingxuan clenched his teeth and said, "The Emperor ordered me to copy them one thousand times." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
One thousand times... His hands would be ruined for sure.
This had to be yet another cruel punishment unique to Beirong and the Emperor clearly took pleasure in tormenting him.
"You don’t need to copy a thousand times. Just do three hundred. I’ll go find Gongsun Xing and the others for the rest."
What made it even more hateful was that there was a time limit.
Even if he didn’t sleep, didn’t eat, and didn’t go to the toilet, there was no way he could finish it in seven days.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan still planned to seek out others, Rong Qinglei felt a bit dejected.
It had taken real effort to slowly build up his trust, yet he still wanted to turn to other people.
"No need to look for anyone else. Isn’t it just a thousand times? It’ll be done soon enough."
Yue Mingxuan let out a helpless sigh. "But it has to be finished within seven days."
Hearing this, Rong Qinglei was startled. "That’s simply impossible."
After all, the books itself were not thin books.
Copying even one book was already exhausting enough, trying to finish a thousand copies within a single week was nothing short of an impossible task.
"Are you sure you didn’t hear wrong?" Rong Qinglei could hardly believe that his father who was always calm and wise would make such a demand of Yue Mingxuan.
Yue Mingxuan nodded. "Absolutely certain, completely and unquestionably certain, it’s exactly like that."
The father wanted to ruin his hands, while the son doubted his own hearing.
There was no need for any verification; these two were definitely related by blood.
Rong Qinglei said somewhat helplessly, "Then you’ll have to find a few more people."
He deliberately avoided mentioning Gongsun Xing and Shang Qinghua partly because he wanted to see who she would instinctively think of first.
Yet Yue Mingxuan had no idea that he was being subtly tested by Rong Qinglei.
He was simply counting on his fingers and completely focused on calculating the numbers.
Hmm, if he added Sui He, they should just about be able to finish copying everything.
Seeing how absorbed Yue Mingxuan was in his calculations, Rong Qinglei felt a bit ashamed of his earlier thoughts.
Right now, his head was clearly full of nothing but copying books, there was no room left for anything else.
"Alright, I’ll go look for Gongsun Xing, see whether Wang Jian is with him. With more people, we can finish faster."
Yue Mingxuan looked a little anxious, yet there was nothing else he could say.
Gongsun Xing was startled when Yue Mingxuan rushed in hurry. "Mingxuan, what are you doing?"
A trace of ingratiating smile appeared on Yue Mingxuan’s face. "Miracle Doctor Gongsun, if you’re not busy, could you help me copy some books?"
Gongsun Xing glanced at him and said flatly, "No."
Although he had been rejected, Yue Mingxuan was still unwilling to give up.
"Miracle Doctor Gongsun, please help me out."
Seeing how shamelessly persistent Yue Mingxuan was being, Gongsun Xing said, "So what if you don’t finish copying them? What would happen? There are some things you really don’t need to take so seriously."
Those who could enter Silver Needle Sect all possessed top tier medical skills.
They were used to others begging them, when had they ever begged anyone themselves?
Having gotten nowhere with Gongsun Xing, Yue Mingxuan felt even more depressed. "I don’t want to copy them either, but if I don’t, The Emperor said he’ll fine me silver."
Gongsun Xing almost had to admire the Emperor of Beirong’s powers of observation.
How did he know that Yue Mingxuan was the kind of person who would rather risk his life than give up money?
His weakness had been firmly grasped, no wonder he was working so obediently and tirelessly.
"Fine then," Gongsun Xing said. "Tell me how many pages you want me to copy."
He truly hated copying books, since he had grown up copying medical books from childhood.
Yue Mingxuan looked at him and said cautiously, "Would one hundred times be okay...?"
Hearing him say that, Gongsun Xing nearly stumbled on the spot.
Writing even ten times already felt exhausting to him, let alone one hundred times.
However, since he had already agreed just now, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Having finally assigned out one hundred copies, Yue Mingxuan began calculating again.
If he could distribute a bit of the "task" to Shang Qinghua and then copy some himself, he should more or less be able to meet the Emperor’s requirements.
With that thought, his mood lightened considerably.
"Then thank you, Miracle Doctor Gongsun," Yue Mingxuan said. "I still need to go look for Prince Shang, so I won’t trouble you any longer."
However, Yue Mingxuan had not expected that he would be stopped at Shang Qinghua’s place.
Looking at Mo Yi who was blocking his way his tone carried a hint of irritation.
"General Mo, I have business with your master."
Mo Yi stretched out one arm in front of Yue Mingxuan, looking somewhat helpless as he replied, "It’s not that I refuse to let you in. It’s just that my master has given strict orders, no one is to be allowed inside."
