Chapter 63 - Little Peach
Chapter 63 – Little Peach
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Congratulations, Mr. Chen! Your subscriber count has broken through the 50,000-mark!”]
Upon seeing this WeChat message, Chen Yu’s sleepiness vanished utterly.
[Chen Yu: “When will you send me my reward?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Can you receive the package in your present condition? If yes, then I’ll have it delivered to you right away.”]
[Chen Yu: “Yes, yes! I definitely can!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are you certain?”]
[Chen Yu: “Send it! What is there to be uncertain of?”]
“Scram!” Turning his head around, Chen Yu pointed at the blue metal box and said, “Lay back in there! Pretend as if I never opened the box!”
“Affirmative.”
[Chen Yu: “Replace it! I want a replacement!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Normally, once a product is delivered, it cannot be replaced with another.”]
[Chen Yu: “I don’t care! This is your mistake! You must change it for me!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, are you really dissatisfied with this product?”]
[Chen Yu: “Dissatisfied! I want it replaced!!!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “A large space-time wormhole cannot be opened frequently. If you wish for a replacement, we can only send you a new one three days later.”]
[Chen Yu: “It’s fine, even if it’s three months later! Just take this titan away right this instant!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are you certain you wish to replace it? Why don’t you consider it for a while longer? Little Peach will be heartbroken.”]
[Chen Yu: “To hell with your Little Peach! If you don’t bring it away, I’m going to become Little Chrysanthemum! Change it!”][1]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Very well. I will open the wormhole for you now. Please insert the Romantic Partner Simulation Robot and its slumber pod into the wormhole.”]
Placing down his phone, Chen Yu walked up to the blue metal box and looked at Little Peach.
At the same time, Little Peach was also looking at Chen Yu, his chest muscles squirming around…
“Mr. Chen, are you abandoning me?”
“I’m not abandoning you, I’m begging you to spare me.”
“Is it because I am male? Ծ‸Ծ” Little Peach asked with an aggrieved expression.
“No, no, no.” Hurriedly shaking his hands, Chen Yu said, “Blame me for not being a female. Go on, you won’t gain any happiness with me.”
“Hah…” Breathing out a heavy sigh, Little Peach shut his eyes and said, “Hopefully, we will have the chance to meet again. Goodbye.”
Stretching out his hand and pushing against the metal box, Chen Yu found that it didn’t budge even at the slightest. “Bro, don’t go sleeping yet. Help me push this box into the wormhole first before you get back into it…”
…
Gently, Little Peach left, his departure utterly different from his powerful arrival.
Taking a seat before his study table, Chen Yu took out his phone and quickly typed out a message.
[Chen Yu: “You there?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “(Automatic Reply) Hello, I am currently unavailable. Please contact me later.”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Later.”]
[Chen Yu: “…”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Do you have any problems?”]
[Chen Yu: “I sent it away. Did you receive it?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “I received it.”]
[Chen Yu: “This reward is very important to me, so I want to intervene in its replacement personally. Before you send the new one to me, I want to look at the robot’s external appearance.”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Very well.”]
Immediately afterward, Chen Yu received 10 pictures from the other party.
Upon looking at the pictures, Chen Yu instinctively shuddered.
[Chen Yu: “I knew it! I knew you would screw me over again! Aren’t all of these Qiao Biluos?!”][2]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Qiao Biluo? Who’s that?”]
[Chen Yu: “I want a beauty! A great beauty! Not a tank!”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are all of these simulation robots not beautiful?”]
[Chen Yu: “…Are you perhaps misunderstanding the meaning of the word ‘beauty’?”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “Men should be strong and beautiful, while women should be plump and fair-skinned.”]
Instead of arguing with the other party, Chen Yu simply sent her a picture of his school’s top beauty that he had secretly taken.
[Chen Yu: “I want someone like that.”]
[Transdimensional Marketing: “I dare not agree with such aesthetics. Ancient people truly are terrifying.”]
[Chen Yu: “Not only are you people from the future frightening, but you are also pitiful.”]