The Most Random System

"There's a live ammunition shooting club over in the Pingjiang Yushun District. My plan is to take the high-speed train there on Saturday morning, try it out in the afternoon, and take the train back in the evening, all in a day." Lin Li shared his plan.

Lin Li had never experienced live ammunition shooting before, and he had never taken a plane, a high-speed train, or a subway due to his lack of enthusiasm for traveling.

These are all things he could experience.

"Can we go at our age?" Bai Bufan asked.

"Yes, we can. I asked their customer service online, but we'll have fewer guns to choose from." Lin Li nodded. He had already looked into it online in advance.

"Sounds tempting," Bai Bufan nodded. Which boy hasn't dreamed of playing with real guns? "How much would it cost, including the round-trip train fare?"

"The train tickets aren't that much, just two stops, about sixty round-trip. Including expenses at the club, if you fire a few more clips, it would be over a thousand." Lin Li spoke truthfully.

"Oh, just... how much?!" Bai Bufan yanked Lin Li's collar and exclaimed, "Over a thousand?!"

That's like three Spring Breeze Elves (Bear One, Bear Two, Baldy Strong)!

He still needed to save some of that money to be a '2D-to-3D lifer'!

'2D-to-3D lifer'—reality money injected into the two-dimensional world.

Although he had this dream, if the cost was this high, then maybe he'd have to suppress it for now.

After all, only the unattainable are called dreams.

Bai Bufan felt he was doing it to preserve the dignity of his dream.

"I'll handle the expenses at the club." Lin Li laughed dismissively upon hearing this.

Bai Bufan: "?"

Bai Bufan released Lin Li's collar, carefully tidied it up, and softly asked, "Could you say that again?"

"It's on me." Lin Li repeated.

"You're going to pay for me to fire bullets costing over a thousand?" Bai Bufan couldn't believe it.

"Yup."

"You've got that kind of money?"

"Yup."

"Lin Li, do you have a mirror?"

"Nope."

"Heh," Bai Bufan chuckled mockingly, "Lin Li, even if you don't have a mirror, you should at least have some piss to look at yourself. Why don't you go take a leak and see if you look anything like my dad?"

Lin Li was all set to retort but was stunned by the last word.

Bai Bufan's remarks threw him off completely.

"Dad, why so quiet? Don't you even have some piss? No worries, I've got plenty today; I've drunk a lot of water. It's definitely not yellow and won't tarnish your glorious countenance." Bai Bufan's tone was full of flattery.

Indeed, Bai Bufan was known for adapting and thriving in any situation.

"Just don't pee on my shoes, or I'll smack you." Lin Li laughed.

"Seriously, Lin Li, are you for real? What've you been up to lately? Are you really treating us?" Bai Bufan was puzzled, "Or is there some special deal at that place?"

"I'll explain later, let's focus on the tug-of-war first." Lin Li motioned with his head.

The referee was already here, using a dustpan with powder to redraw the victory line more prominently.

Everyone started taking their positions.

There's a knack to lining up for tug-of-war. Class Four had Zhuo Yongfei and Chen Tianming in the front, with Zhou Baowei as the mainstay at the end, and the boys and girls arranged by height in the middle.

So, Lin Li, the tallest in Class Four, took the second-to-last position.

"Are those Class Three's people?" Bai Bufan squinted at the Class Three students taking their positions, waved casually, "Tianming was right, a bunch of nobodies, we don't even need to use Plan B."

Lin Li didn't pay attention to Bai Bufan at this moment.

He was in his zone.

When someone handed him the powder, Lin Li pinched a little between his thumb and forefinger, spread it carefully on his thumb's base, then pressed his nose close, inhaling sharply.

After savoring it for a few seconds, Lin Li frowned and shook his head at the person:

"Boss, this stuff isn't pure, the quality feels off. Or am I using it wrong and there's another method?"

Xue Jian: "..."

Old Jian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Why in the world was Lin Li so adept at this?!

If the student he taught turned out to know how to do this, his reputation would be ruined.

But fortunately, if anyone were to do this, it would be Lin Li; he could believe it.

Xue Jian held back from dropping the whole box of anti-slip powder on Lin Li's head—fearing the kid might get high on the spot—and scolded, "Stop fooling around and rub it on your hands."

"Got it." Lin Li nodded, grabbed some anti-slip powder, and rubbed it on his hands.

This powder increases friction and also protects hands from rope burns.

"Lin Li, Bai Bufan, everyone, keep it up." Chen Yu Ying, who had a camera hanging around her neck, cheered on the side.

Chen Yu Ying wasn't too strong and didn't participate in this event.

"Don't worry, class monitor, I've got my 'Celestial Eye' open, there's no way we can lose." Lin Li dabbed some anti-slip powder on his forehead, making a 'third eye', before saluting with two fingers.

"Good to hear." Chen Yu Ying laughed, lifting her camera to snap a photo of Lin Li's antics.

Class Three didn't seem to have anyone particularly strong, and since this was a team effort, Lin Li didn't need to hold back and could exert his full strength.

Tug-of-war was best of three, and if they lost the first round, Lin Li could go into "Full Power Mode" and double up in the next.

So, Lin Li could make a significant difference by himself.

"Darn it, why am I just 'everyone' while you two have names?" Wang Ze, sandwiched between Lin Li and Bai Bufan, was focusing on something else.

"You guys can get ready now." The referee whistled, and the surroundings fell silent.

"The team that pulls the red rope across their line wins. Don't use force yet! If you start early, you lose! Best of three, you must stay standing during the match, no sitting or lying down, and no deliberate release of the rope..."

After explaining the rules, the referee placed the whistle in his mouth.

"Beep—"

"Go! Go! Class Four! Go!"

"Class Three! Go! Class Three! Go!"

"One—two—pull!!! One—two—pull!!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

In a flash, loud shouts filled the area, deafening.

The strength difference was evident, as the red rope moved lopsidedly towards Class Four's side.

"One, two, pull!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

"One, two, pull!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

"Beep—"

The whistle blew after just a few seconds, ending the first round!

Naturally, the winner was Class Four.

"Class Four wins! We'll start the second round in five minutes!"

"We are the champions!! We are the champions!!" Even though the match wasn't over, the one-sided nature of the initial contest paved the way for an expected outcome.

"Lin Li!! We're the champions!" Wang Ze turned, shaking Lin Li's shoulder excitedly, wiping his anti-slip powder off on Lin Li's clothes.

He didn't understand why Lin Li was shouting his name instead of the team's chant during the match, but maybe that was their bond.

That was until Wang Ze noticed an unusual look in Lin Li's eyes.

"Wha-what's up?" Wang Ze asked, puzzled.

Lin Li looked down.

So did Wang Ze.

"Whoa, Lin Li, nice taste! The pattern on your shoe's upper looks just like the sole pattern of my shoe!" Wang Ze 'exclaimed', realizing they had a similar taste!

Lin Li remained silent, only smiling.

"Haha, no wonder I felt uneven ground, but I was too focused on pulling to notice. So, it was you messing around, you cheeky person." Wang Ze patted Lin Li's shoulder heartily, laughing.

Lin Li remained silent, only smiling.

"You were always calling my name; honestly, I was quite touched, thinking you wanted me to give it my all with you, or maybe my name gave you strength, haha."

Lin Li remained silent, only smiling.

Wang Ze could no longer laugh; he grabbed Lin Li's shoulders, sincerely and hopefully asking:

"Bro, you'll bring me breakfast tomorrow, right?"

Lin Li, with a face that said 'What am I going to do with you?', shook his head, smiled at Wang Ze, and said:

"You want three hard-to-fulfill wishes, Wang Tongxue? So greedy, what do you think I am, a genie in a lamp?"

Wang Ze: "?"