NOVEL NEXT Chapter 62: Chapter 62
**Chapter 62: Is There Any Regret Medicine?**
In the room where Zhao Ling lived, he was washing up and getting ready for bed.
The Douluo World lacked the conveniences of Blue Star, such as computers, mobile phones, or even entertainment venues like KTVs and dance halls. Nightlife here was quite monotonous.
For the past fifteen years, Zhao Ling's evenings had followed a strict routine: practice until around eleven o'clock, then go to bed and wake up at six the next morning to continue training.
Now, with his strength reaching the level of Titled Douluo and the awakening of his system, Zhao Ling no longer needed to exert himself as relentlessly as before. While he couldn't claim to dominate the Douluo Continent completely, he could certainly protect himself. As such, he placed greater importance on resting early.
At that moment, a knock came at the door. Raising his eyebrows, Zhao Ling quickly finished brushing his teeth, splashed his face with water, and walked out of the bathroom to answer the door.
When he saw Ah Yin standing there, Zhao Ling's mind filled with questions.
"What's wrong, Ah Yin? Don't you want to rest early?" he asked.
Ah Yin puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction at his doubtful tone. "You told me to come to your room tonight, and now you're pretending otherwise?"
"Uh…" Zhao Ling scratched his head awkwardly, recalling what had happened earlier.
During dinner, Bibi Dong had suddenly thrown herself into his arms, kissing him passionately. Not wanting to be outdone, Ah Yin, who always seemed to compete with Bibi Dong, had tried to do the same. To appease her, Zhao Ling had casually told her to come to his room later—never expecting her to take him seriously.
Looking at Ah Yin's graceful figure now, Zhao Ling couldn't help but swallow nervously.
"Ah Yin, uh, I don't think this is such a good idea…"
"Hmph, why are you being so wishy-washy?" Ah Yin stepped inside, closing and locking the door behind her. Her dissatisfied voice came from behind him:
"You were over the moon when Sister Dong'er kissed you, but now you're refusing me? I'm warning you—I'll kiss you tonight, whether you like it or not!"
"No, wait, Ah Yin, listen to me—mmmph…"
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The next afternoon, Zhao Ling, already dressed and refreshed, looked down at Ah Yin, who had buried her head under a pillow like an ostrich. A gentle smile played on his lips.
"Little lazy pig, get up. We need to eat lunch and head to the Great Spirit Arena to watch the matches. If we don't show up, those people from Spirit Hall will mock us endlessly. Come on, be good and get up."
Ah Yin peeked out from under the pillow, rolling her eyes at him in shy frustration.
"I didn't sleep all night. Don't you know why I can't get up now? Seriously, didn't we agree it would just be a kiss?"
Zhao Ling could only chuckle wryly at her complaints.
"Can you really blame me? I warned you not to fan the flames. I'm not a saint, you know. Keep provoking me, and of course, I won't be able to hold back."
"Hmph, you're such a beast," Ah Yin muttered, turning away with a pout.
"Alright, alright, it's my fault," Zhao Ling said with a sigh. "You rest here for a while. I'll bring you some lunch so you don't get hungry."
He reached out to gently ruffle her hair, his eyes filled with affection. Ah Yin closed her eyes contentedly, much like a cat enjoying a petting.
Once Zhao Ling left the room, closing the door behind him, Ah Yin's pout gave way to a soft smile. But soon, her expression twisted into mock agony.
"Woo… Aunt Shen lied to me! She said only tired cows could die, but now I'm the one suffering."
Outside, Zhao Ling's lips curled into a mischievous grin as he walked away. Opening his diary system panel, he began to jot down his thoughts triumphantly:
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[Ah Yin really believed that nonsense about only tired cows dying. How hilarious! She has no idea how strong I am as a Level 92 Titled Douluo.]
[Thanks to the system, I have a triple-boosted physique from the Primary Wild Combat Body and a 20% overall bonus. Honestly, even I'm not sure how strong I've become.]
[At first, I wanted to take things slow, but this girl got herself worked up over Bibi Dong and came to my room on her own!]
[And then she had the nerve to provoke me further. What am I, a saint? If beauty sits on your lap, are you supposed to just meditate? No way!]
[Honestly, I didn't expect to have a girlfriend this soon. When Bibi Dong kissed me in public yesterday, I thought that was surprising enough. Life really is full of unexpected turns.]
[But seriously, they say you're supposed to feel enlightened afterward, yet here I am, unable to stop thinking about Ah Yin's figure. I have to admit, the system's physique bonuses are terrifying.]
[Still, it's Ah Yin who stirred the pot, so she should bear the consequences…]
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Meanwhile, back in the room, Ah Yin's diary copy materialized with a golden exclamation mark. She opened it, and Zhao Ling's smug words echoed in her ears.
Reading through the entry, Ah Yin's face turned dark with embarrassment. This jerk! How could he write such nonsense?
He had invited her last night—why was he acting like she had thrown herself at him? And now he was bragging in his diary? If Bibi Dong or Liu Erlong saw this, she'd be mocked to no end!
Then she paused, her eyes narrowing as she reread certain lines. "Primary Wild Combat Body? Triple physique bonus? 20% overall boost?"
Ah Yin groaned, burying her face in her hands. It seemed a disaster was brewing, and she was the only one who couldn't escape it.
"Is there any regret medicine in this world?"
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