Chapter 59 - 059 The game has a BUG
Dumbelldore stood behind Lin Bai, looking anxiously at the vast empty space outside the restaurant, asking with concern, "Master, you didn’t sleep all night. Shouldn’t you go back to the inn and rest a bit?"
Today was the day for the second batch of beta testers to come online. Dumbelldore saw the posts defending him on the forum and even went online to try and dissuade a few. But his pleas were quickly drowned out by more self-righteous voices; no one was listening to him at all.
Thinking about the large number of players likely to cause chaos at Chef’s Divine Food Stall, Dumbelldore felt a knot of anxiety in his stomach, making it impossible to concentrate on practicing his Martial Arts. In his view, the best course of action was for Lin Bai to lie low for a while. Given time, things might simmer down. Once the players’ attention was diverted elsewhere, they might just slip through the crisis unnoticed.
"Little Deng, may your future life be free from self-torment and not squander your time," Lin Bai said lightly, looking back at Dumbelldore.
"..." Dumbelldore was stunned. "Master, what do you mean?"
"Don’t worry. The best things always appear when you least expect them. All we need to do is work hard with hope in our hearts, and then wait quietly," Lin Bai smiled and continued.
Just ten more hours, and his Palm Thunder would be ready. He couldn’t afford to let all his previous efforts go to waste. Today was destined to be the day he wasn’t quite himself.
"Master, are you telling me to focus on my training and not worry about other things?" Dumbelldore asked tentatively. He had spent most of yesterday on the forums and had no idea what had transpired in the shop.
Lin Bai nodded slightly. "Little Deng, your performance has exceeded my expectations. I’m proud of you."
"..." Dumbelldore stared at Lin Bai, completely bewildered.
What the hell? Was this... a fundamental logic error? Or was he trying to bait a trap?