My System Forces Me to Live off Women-Chapter 43 - 41: Dreaming Unaware That I’m Merely a Guest
"ahRK!"
(Spirit Summoning),
"NUZ!!"
(Prophecy)
After the two girls left, Li Peifeng immediately started casting spells at home.
He made all kinds of strange hand gestures while chanting bizarre syllables.
Li Peifeng wasn’t crazy; he was just experimenting with the magic he learned in his dreams, and the results were obvious.
In the materialistic Blue Star, the Narnia-style magic didn’t work.
"But perfume still works, maybe it’s because of the system..."
Li Peifeng was somewhat disappointed and somewhat relieved seeing the magic fail.
He was disappointed that he couldn’t bring the extraordinary powers from his dreams to reality, and relieved that he couldn’t.
Otherwise, Zhao Qingge, a fellow mage in his dreams, might just teleport directly to his place to demand an explanation.
That would be terrifying!
"Why ask about the fleeting life, for this fleeting life is within a dream."
"Better to seize the moment."
Sorting out his emotions, Li Peifeng continued to sit in front of the computer to revise his thesis.
After completing the task, and the system went into an update, he felt an exceptional serenity.
No need to worry about completing tasks, no threat of death, life seemed back on track.
As for the dreams with Old Zhao, since they were just dreams, let them be.
Also, from now on, he’d use the perfume sparingly, and avoid using it if possible!
After all, it’s something that influences thinking, almost akin to cheating. It requires cautious handling; frequent use could lead to dependency and trouble.
...
"All done, start writing!"
After revising his thesis mostly, Li Peifeng saw that it was already noon, so he casually ate some leftover breakfast while turning on his writing software, eating and writing simultaneously.
Currently in the novel "Female Supremacy", the female protagonist has ascended to the throne as emperor, unifying the country. The main storyline will shift from wars and conquest to reform and governance, farming and technology, then add a bit of palace intrigue.
The specific plot involves a bunch of male consorts vying for favor with the female protagonist to compete for the ’queen’ position, staging "The Heart Schemes of Beautiful Men", showering the female emperor with all sorts of flattery and affection.
It’s quite ridiculous, but Li Peifeng knows that women are bound to love it, and the success might skyrocket again, so writing it is no big deal!
However, writing such stuff has its drawbacks, as it makes Li Peifeng, the author, suffer. As he writes...
"Damn, this is getting a bit nauseating."
"That’s it for this useless book today!!"
By two in the afternoon, Li Peifeng really couldn’t continue writing, fearing his recently eaten lunch would go to waste if he continued.
Thus, he uploaded a new Chapter and lay down on bed to rest.
Even while resting, his mind was occupied with important matters.
About his future, about planning his life ahead.
Before acquiring the system, Li Peifeng planned to pursue a PhD. After graduating, he’d ask Old Zhao for some favor and seek a teaching position at a top-tier university in the capital, which would undeniably be the best choice for staying and working there.
If that proved difficult, he’d return to his hometown in a small northeastern county, and work as a young lecturer at his parents’ regular university. Being the leading teacher’s college in Dong, its reputation is sound and securing a steady job is no problem. He could write novels during spare time and enjoy a pleasant life.
But now, having gained the system, Li Peifeng is forced to reconsider whether pursuing a PhD is still necessary.
Considering he could earn rewards just by relying on others, and those rewards are extraordinary items or advanced technology not found in reality, he wouldn’t need to follow a normal path of studying and striving anymore.
He simply needs to depend on others, guiding girls to spend money on him, then participate in a lottery for a fascinating life experience.
But he feels uneasy, as he never truly feels in control of this system...
After some thought, recalling the beseeching tone Wu Wenyue suggested, and the joyful time with three people co-living in the future, Mr. Li made up his mind.
"I still need to pursue a PhD, after all, even mooching requires a degree!"
"Others who mooch are penniless, constantly asking women for money."
"I have wealth, looks, and education, adhering to the concept of economic equality, which drastically reduces the difficulty. Do you ignorant gigolos think you can laze by mooching?"
"Dream on! I’m going to outwork every single gigolo! Let’s bring competition to the mooching world!!"
With this thought, Li Peifeng felt enlightened, even with a sense of unavoidable righteousness, and a pressing urgency to seize the day.
As for the possible new tasks from the updated system, it’s just a matter of preparing for whatever comes.
There’s no escaping it, whether you like it or not, just eat the soft rice, uphold the principle, and it won’t interfere with your studies.
No need to be afraid, it’s useless anyway.
Li Peifeng felt that with his current looks, eating anybody’s soft rice wouldn’t be hard at all, whether it’s a female CEO or a beautiful rich woman, he could easily handle it.
He previously overestimated the difficulty of the tasks assigned by the system.
The newbie task set two targets, an ex-girlfriend and a mentor.
He thought it would take a great deal of effort to complete, but it was done within six days with no surprises or risks.
I’ve even eaten my mentor’s soft rice? Who else am I afraid of?
"I feel pretty good about myself, haven’t lost weight, and I’m full of hope for the future!"
After Li Peifeng finished consoling himself, the nauseated feeling temporarily subsided, so he confidently returned to his computer desk, ready to continue typing.
Just as he started typing on the keyboard, the TT software beeped, and a friend sent him a message.
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "You’d rather update than talk to me? I waited all day and night for your goodnight!"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "(Knife) The agreed good morning and good afternoon, did you say them? Want to take money for nothing?!! Talking to big sis is stressful?"
Yun Xin Yue Xing: "If you don’t reply soon, I’ll report you and get you arrested and sentenced!"
After reading this message, without waiting to reply, his phone’s WeChat rang again, and he picked it up to see.
Zhao Qingge: "Come to school immediately, it’s urgent."
"Wife... ah no, mentor, aren’t you tired of multitasking?"
Li Peifeng suddenly felt something was wrong, what’s Old Zhao looking for me for? Could it be the dream’s influence on her? It shouldn’t be, why would it affect her!
It’s just a dream, wife... ah no, mentor, did you take it seriously?
...
"Was that really a dream?"
Zhao Qingge had already been working half a day, her mind still in a muddle. After sending the message to Li Peifeng, fragments of memory flooded into her mind like a tide.
While writing articles on the computer, she would even involuntarily type out some inexplicable things.
"With the deepening of the media revolution, the position of online literature today... the application of curses, no, the five basics of meditation..."
Is it endless?!
Zhao Qingge gritted her teeth, simply created a new document, sorted out the sequence of memories, and recorded the images of that dream using the keyboard.
"Traveling through dimensions!"
"Another world!"
"I saw landscapes and affairs that definitely don’t exist on Blue Star, and Peifeng and I fought alongside elves, dwarves, and orcs on the frontlines of Delikunshi to repel the invasion of void demon fiends; we reached the city blessed by the gods, saw the steam airship among the clouds, soaring freely; we climbed to the pinnacle of Latta in the Frosty Snow Highlands, watched snow eagles dance under the sunset, and together enjoyed Narnia’s Samsung sunset wonder."
"We witnessed the berserker awakening demon patterns, growing wings, and charging with a giant axe, holding a heroic ballad; knights in silver-white armor riding flying dragons, raising long swords as they charged into the enemy lines; rangers harnessing nature’s power, summoning all beasts to string bows and arrows; we joined mages in chanting forbidden spells, invoking a rain of meteors from beyond, causing the land and sea to change."
"I am the youngest female magic master on the Narnia continent, a lifetime honorary professor at Clarence Magic Academy, daughter of the stars, song of the sky, a legendary hero of the Narnia continent, and truly the sword of truth, elemental master, and wife of Li Peifeng... as if!"
"I am absolutely not my husband’s wife!! My husband... no, he’s just my student!"
Zhao Qingge massaged her temples, denying it in her heart, yet couldn’t resist the constant flashing of scenes of the two spending time together in her mind.
All these encounters were definitely not real, but they felt like she had experienced them herself, all so magnificent, seemingly illusory and absurd, yet she could recall every detail.
Fifteen years, lived in another world for fifteen years, waking up didn’t feel like waking up, more like entering a different world.
Zhao Qingge could even clearly recall every magic spell’s gestures, the names and personalities of every character in the dream, and every day she lived through thick and thin relying on each other with Li Peifeng.
"That very likely wasn’t a simple dream!"
The more Zhao Qingge recalled, the more certain she became; if it were a dream, everything in the dream would be illogical.
The characters’ personalities would be nonsensical, the storyline chaotic, everything fragmentary.
After waking up, remembering a few scenes and the general plot of the dream is already rare.
It wouldn’t be like her experience, where every character had strict logic, personalities vibrant, and the whole storyline clear and orderly, every detail vivid.
Especially in the second before waking up, the scene where Li Peifeng shielded herself from an attack to save her.
"That feels more like a real world, I really traveled there with Li Peifeng. He said we would definitely return, and held that belief without doubt, even said some of his own..."
As Zhao Qingge pondered, she heard a knock at the door.
"Knock knock~"
"Mentor, are you in?"
"Come in."
