Chapter Thirteen: Free Tomorrow and the Day After

I’m free tomorrow.

Wen Er thought carefully and gave what he considered a suitable time.

Meanwhile, Lu Meng was just about to end the chat when she suddenly received this message from him, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Uh...

She had only said she’d be free next time as a vague timeframe, without any plan to treat him yet—after all, she hadn’t received her paycheck, so how could she afford to take someone out to dinner?

Originally, it was just an offhand comment, but now Lu Meng found herself in a dilemma.

Someone actually gave a specific time when they’d be free next time!

If she wanted to invite him to dinner next time, she’d better prepare well in advance, or it would be a tough situation to handle.

Wen Er, having received no reply, furrowed his brows. Why hadn’t she responded?

Could it be that she wasn’t free tomorrow?

Lu Meng was struggling with how to reply when another message came in.

Wen Er: The day after tomorrow works too.

Lu Meng whimpered inside. I’m free, but my wallet isn’t—wah wah!

Wen Er waited a while longer but still got no reply.

Adi watched his captain’s expression, alternating between frowning and deep thought, and felt a surge of anxiety.

Had he found signs of a Zerg invasion again?

Or was there a riot in the quarantine zone?

With the captain acting like this, could something have happened on the homeworld?

A prince’s rebellion? Danger to the marshal?

For a moment, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, Wen Er looked at him seriously and asked,

“When someone you’re chatting with suddenly stops replying, what do you think it means?”

Adi blinked, “??? Huh?”

So you’re not worried about national affairs, you’re just chatting with someone!

He was startled.

Adi relaxed, “Then maybe something came up.”

His curiosity instantly piqued.

“Captain, who are you chatting with? A sentinel or a guide?”

He even tried to use his mental abilities to peek at Wen Er’s screen, but Wen Er blocked him, and he saw nothing.

“No one.”

Adi pouted, “Tch, so stingy!”

Then, as if catching on to something, he grinned mischievously and leaned closer to Wen Er.

“But judging by how nervous you look, it must be the guide, right?”

Wen Er slapped his face, “No, stop guessing!”

Adi, “Oh.”

He struggled to pull Wen Er’s hand away. If it’s no, then no—why so forceful?

His handsome face was squashed! So unfair!

“Enough, let’s train!”

Adi pouted again, “Oh.”

Under Wen Er’s intense gaze, he quickly ran back to the nearby training field to join the session.

Lu Meng: Next time then. Marta, the guide captain, sent me a ton of materials to study these days, so I might not have time.

Lu Meng struggled to phrase this carefully and silently vowed that once she got paid, she would definitely treat Wen Er to a big meal!

Finally, Wen Er received her message. Although he felt a bit disappointed, he said nothing more.

Wen Er: Okay.

Lu Meng hesitated about asking Wen Er regarding her salary but figured that as a sentinel, he probably didn’t know much about guides’ pay.

She decided to ask Marta, the guide captain, tomorrow.

Should she ask now?

No, better wait until tomorrow.

Lu Meng realized she was a chronic procrastinator—when faced with tough problems, she’d always put them off until she absolutely had to deal with them.

People like her were truly lucky for life.

Lu Meng forced a smile.