QT: Against My Will (Volume 1)

3.14 - Bing Shi's Prize - Downfall of Humanity

Ziek's flashbacks were interrupted by a doorbell. His mother motioned for him to continue eating.

She returned with a box and a letter. Putting the box on the kitchen counter, she handed him the letter. "A delivery man," said his mother.

While chewing on the food, he put down his chopstick and opened the letter.

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Dear grandson.

Thank you for not revealing my identity to the world. As a reward, I sent you some toys to play with.

Your grandma.

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Ren Han started to choke on the food.

"Ren'er, ah!"

After convincing the concerned mother that he was fine, he urged her to return home. Left alone, he gazed warily at the box. Bing Shi hadn't responded to him ever since that day. When he finally opened the box, he found a layer of paper at the top. Removing it, he saw a tiny police car keychain resting neatly on the paper. 🚓

"..." Under another paper wrap, there was a coloring book with coloring pencils.

"..." A package of gummy snakes.

"..." A package of sour candies.

"..." Under the last paper wrap, there were a few diapers for babies.

'The fūck.' He opened the letter at the bottom of the box.

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Did you choke?

I hope you did.

You are a hundred years too early to be facing me, the greatest grandma in the world. XoXoXo

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Bing Shi sat in her hotel room, munching on sweet potatoes as she chatted with Yi Zen on the phone.

(Bing Shi): What job? Shouldn't you be worried about me instead? 👽

(Yi Zen): In cybersecurity. Except for finding your boyfriend, what other problems could you have?

(Bing Shi): Oh, what's my salary? Loads of them, like World peace, for example.✌️ 👽

(Yi Zen): XX XXXX $ a month.

(Bing Shi): I earn more per day. (⌐■-■) How does it feel like to earn less than your insignificant little sister?∠( ᐛ 」∠)_

Before answering, Yi Zen inhaled a great amount of air. Someone just punched him in the guts. It took him a while to reply back. Again... Who said that she had no money?

(Yi Zen): Is this how you want to gain my trust? By lying?

(Bing Shi): I didn't lie. That amount for me is the same as no money. I wanted to see if you'd give me some. You gave me none. I thought that the military is here to protect people. Because of that, I gave you secret information for free, protected your network from intruders... Not once, not twice, but many times. Whenever you asked something, I answered. Is this how you want to gain my trust? By taking advantage of me?

(Bing Shi): Shame.On.All.Of.You.

Yi Zen read the message with a dull expression. Did she know how to be serious? He couldn't read her at all. After his people studied her, they ended with the conclusion that she was a mentally ill intellectual who was bored to death. And wanted to get rid of the boredom by playing around with the world.

Other than the lemon prank, she didn't have any other demands. Usually, she would ask for something in the form of a joke. As long as it wasn't a demand, Yi Zen never took her seriously. Because Bing Shi never complained, they thought everything was alright. Assuming that the prank was their payment back, they took her help for granted.

The first time seeing a serious Bing Shi, Yi Zen didn't know how to answer. It would be for the best if she returned to the old her. Taking a step back, he sincerely apologized in everyone's stead.

(Yi Zen): It was my fault, not theirs, sorry.

(Bing Shi): It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes. Let's go for a carrot cake someday.👽 You pay, Ok?

That's what he was talking about. Trying to understand Bing Shi would lead to nowhere. Yi Zen decided to go with the flow.

(Yi Zen): Ok.

(Bing Shi): Yay! If it helps, one of your people received an offer to fly for the biggest drug cartel. The proposal was so generous that he accepted it.

(Yi Zen): Name?

(Bing Shi): Cheng Bai. The Ex-Air Force Captain. Currently an instructor in a flight school.

(Yi Zen): Thank you.

(Bing Shi): You are welcome.

After the conversation, she continued to spy on the people in the military and police.