Black Tech Internet Cafe System

Chapter 49: Old Men Who Suffer from Eighth-Grader Syndrome

Translator: Noodletown Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

“I think this is the place.”

The old men had white hair, but their footsteps were strong and steady, unlike other people of their age.

The elder who walked in the front was skinny, but he had thick bone structure and a plump forehead. His solemn expression and meticulous movements gave others a sense of a powerful presence.

The aura he emitted was different from officials who were rewarded a lot of treasures after wars. The latter showed off their new nobility with utmost arrogance while this man looked like someone who was born to be a nobleman; prestige ran in his blood.

Everything about this old man proved that he wasn’t someone of ordinary status!

The tall and big elder behind him pushed open the glass doors. Then, that elder bowed down and waited on the side.

Nalan Hongwu walked in, and Elder Fu shouted, “Who’s the owner?”

Fang Qi pointed at the little blackboard and replied, “What would you liked to play?”

Elder Fu looked at Fang Qi up and down; all he saw was an ordinary young man. Therefore, he faintly waved his hand and said, “Tell the owner to come out here. My master would like to meet him.”

“…” Fang Qi was at a loss for words. He had never seen people act with such high status.

He frowned and said, “I’m the owner of the shop, but I don’t do meetings with my customers.”

Upon hearing this, Elder Fu’s expression darkened, and Fang Qi immediately felt an overbearing pressure approaching him.

With a grim expression on his face, Fang Qi said, “If you’re here to cause trouble, I’ll have to deal with you like so!”

Elder Fu froze, surprised that Fang Qi’s expression remained unchanged in front of the pressure he exerted. It was impressive for a young man his age!

This shop really is something special!

“Elder Fu.” Just then, Nalan Hongwu opened his mouth and said, “Let’s go by the rules and check out the spiritual artifact they call computers; see if they’re really that magical!”

“Yes, Master!”

“Kid!” Nalan Hongwu pointed at the computer in front of him and asked, “Is this a computer? How do I use it?”

“First, decide what you want to play, then I’ll tell you how to use it,” Fang Qi replied emotionlessly.

“Then… Diablo.” The elder tapped his cane on the small blackboard.

“It’s simple.” Just as Fang Qi was about to explain to them how to use the computers, the tall elder grabbed his right hand and smiled. “Kid, I’d like to make things clear first. If the spiritual artifact here is really that magical, then fine. But if it isn’t, a simple apology isn’t going to cut it!”

“Another person who doesn’t know anything?” As soon as he finished speaking, a voice filled with disdain muttered, “Don’t be shocked by what you will see.”

Upon hearing this, Elder Fu’s face darkened.

The person who said that was An Cheng.

He and his friends heard that the owner was publishing an official novel, and they listened to Fang Qi when he told Shen Qingqing about the plot. Right now, An Cheng and others were discussing it amongst themselves, and that was why they were still there.