Quarreling

Lu Ming was confused. He typed a question mark and attracted a group of people who agreed with that person.

"Just bragging here, have you ever seen a box before?"

"Someone tries to get the attention of big boss using this kind of method. Don't end up on the big boss blacklist."

"That's right, that's right. Boss, look at me. I'm super obedient. I don't want anything more than a sip of water."

Although the screen was filled with bootlickers, Lu Ming could sense that something was off.

It seemed like they were treating him as a competitor, but the big boss hadn't promised them any benefits, right?

Initially, he had planned to argue with them, but it was pointless now.

He watched them dance crazily like clowns, which added some fun to his leisure time.

Although Lu Ming thought this way but did not mean that everyone was as good-tempered as him.

For example, the man who spoke before him seemed serious while explaining, but he was also unafraid when scolding people.

"Where did this crazy dog come from? Tie it up properly and don't bark."

"If you want to lick someone, go there in the middle of the night. It's embarrassing and conspicuous to do so during the day."

"Your master hasn't even spoken yet, and you're already running around trying to find family members."

His barrage of verbal attacks had caused more than one opponent to feel furious. They felt like they had been hit.

Therefore, those people were not willing to back down and they began to counterattack him.

"Who are you calling a crazy dog?"

"How many times have you licked your way to such a rich experience?"

"You even know to find someone as your relative. You probably have a lot of godfathers and godmothers, right?"

At this moment, everyone was attacking each other's weak points.

Why else would men understand men the most? When they attacked, they all hit where it hurt the most.

The man couldn't be defeated that easily. He threw out all sorts of insults like they were free.

In the end, he wasn't satisfied with just fighting through the virtual space. He even said, "Another one? Tell me your coordinates if you have the guts. Let's see if I'll knock you away. All of you come at once."

Lu Ming was speechless.

In the time it took to open the box, the few of them had already quarreled to this extent, leaving Lu Ming quite confused.

Was it really necessary? Why did a simple disagreement escalate to personal attacks?

He looked at the man's virtual ID, which was named "Irascible Brother". Lu Ming thought it was quite fitting. Then, he quietly followed the other party.

While they were quarreling, the anger in his heart had long disappeared. Lu Ming appeared as if he was detached from the situation.

 He knew he wasn't good at arguing with others, so he didn't join in the commotion.

Using his mouth would only hurt his lungs, so watching the show was much more enjoyable than joining the fray.

Perhaps quarreling was always more nerve-racking than positive energy. The few of them didn't argue much, but soon others also got involved.

Due to differing opinions, everyone quickly picked a side and began to fight.

In the end, their conversation had nothing to do with the original topic.

When the person who found the resource box returned, he was at a loss when he saw this scene.

After he checked the messages and figured out the reason, he quickly expressed his gratitude to Lu Ming and the other person.

Then, he tried to mediate the fight, but the two parties ignored him.

That person was helpless and reported the progress on the public chat.

"I've already hit the box three times, but the effect isn't great."

"I have to be careful with the next two hits, but I'm thirsty and tired now. I'll rest and recover my strength first."

Lu Ming looked at the words the person was typing and felt as if he was looking at himself not long ago.

If the system had not appeared, he would have been in the same situation, right?

The words of the irritable brother proved that this mission could theoretically be completed.

However, he had never tried to hit the box five times before, so he didn't know what the result would be.

Lu Ming thought about it and waited for the other party's next move.

After two more minutes, the person who opened the box had probably rested enough and indicated that he was going to hit the box for the fourth time. This time, he was using all his strength.

The atmosphere was well set and, with the final moment approaching, the people who were previously arguing had quieted down. 

However, Lu Ming, who had been watching the entire process, knew that they had simply stopped arguing in the public chat and had formed a private group to continue their battle to determine the winner.

As a bystander, Lu Ming naturally joined the group.

Meanwhile, in the public chat, the brother who had been opening the box would appear every two minutes, and everyone had become used to it. 

But this time, after announcing that he would strike the box for the fourth time, he had not appeared for a full five minutes.

The people waiting for him in the midst of their argument naturally became angry when he did not appear.

"Where is he? What happened to Destiny Person?" 

After finding the box, the brother changed his nickname to Destiny Person, and nobody could stop him from showing off.

"Has the box been opened yet? Perhaps he finds anything good in the box and he's afraid of being robbed so didn't say anything."

"On the bright side, maybe he's not got anything so he's too embarrassed to face anyone?"

"All of you are hoping for something good, but what if he died?"

Lu Ming was speechless.

Looking at these familiar nicknames, he couldn't help but fall silent. 

Even though he knew that these people had low standards, he was still speechless at this moment.

What was this called? Was it a bootlicker or a fence-sitter?

From Lu Ming's perspective, considering how quickly they changed their minds, not taking action would be a great loss to the film and television industry.

Lu Ming spent a long time in the chat square and, aside from learning a few new words, he didn't see anything useful.

After his daily entertainment, Lu Ming planned to take a nap to replenish his energy.

Just as he was closing his eyes, the system notification sounded.

Although he didn't want to bother, but the system told him that someone had sent him a private message, so he opened it to take a look.

The person who messaged him was the missing Heaven's Chosen One.

"Thanks for your help, brother. Thanks for your reminder. Otherwise, I would have died just like they said."

He explained that he had originally planned to return to the chat square to share his joy, but after seeing those people scolding at him, he lost all motivation and just came to thank Lu Ming.

Upon hearing him mention this, Lu Ming was also a little curious. He asked, "What caused you to disappear for so long? Did something happen?"

In that instant, he imagined a scenario where the unlucky person accidentally opened the box and ended up getting killed and robbed.

Heaven's Chosen One saw that Lu Ming had replied and became excited. "I was just about to tell you. The box exploded after the fifth hit," he said.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ming's eyes widened. So, this was what happened after five hits?

"The explosion wasn't too big, thankfully. I put a lot of strength into the earlier hits, so I only passed out for a few minutes," Heaven's Chosen One continued.

Lu Ming nodded in understanding. No wonder he had been missing for so long.

"If I hadn't taken it seriously from the beginning, the explosion after the fifth hit would have been enough to send me to heaven."

Although he had escaped death, Heaven's Chosen One still felt a lingering fear when he talked about this matter.

Lu Ming had gained some knowledge. Lu Ming congratulated him before asking, "What did you get?"

Heaven's Chosen One didn't try to hide anything and replied immediately, "It was gasoline."