Chapter 967: Chapter 447: Never Thought Playing in a Band Could Be Fun
Lin Li thought that asking someone for a ton of "dude juice" just an hour after meeting them wasn’t exactly polite behavior.
Is a ton even a unit of measurement for dude juice? Zhu Ning was just being unabashed.
Upon hearing the request, Lin Li couldn’t even muster up any anger, he just offered a resigned smile and asked gently, looking at Zhu Ning: "Miss Zhu, may I ask, what exactly do you take me for?"
Zhu Ning: "A lifesaver, of course."
Lin Li: "..."
He couldn’t see it.
"Miss Zhu, do you understand what a ton means? Asking me for a ton of dude juice is like asking me to die." Lin Li explained with a hint of helplessness.
In theory, a man can only produce a few milliliters at a time. The amount seen in anime essentially doesn’t exist in reality. Based on the usual frequencies without excess or lack, the total produced in a lifetime might only weigh a few dozen kilograms.
A ton... Zhu Ning didn’t need to be so roundabout if she wanted him dead.
But considering Zhu Ning was able to mention such a number, it was obvious she had no understanding in this area.
It just goes to show how big the knowledge gap can be.
Establishing physiology classes in the All-Women World was imperative.
No choice, looking at the dumbfounded Zhu Ning turning into a pile, Lin Li could only continue giving her a physiology lesson:
"Miss Zhu, that number is impossible. In fact, human males..."
After listening intently to Lin Li’s science class, Zhu Ning finally realized her blunder, and her face turned slightly green.
"S-sorry... I heard it’s produced in tens of millions, so I thought there was a lot of it..."
"It is in tens of millions, but not in the way you understand," Lin Li waved his hand dismissively. "No need to feel bad, now you know the reality."
After pondering for a moment, without waiting for Zhu Ning to speak again, Lin Li offered:
"Here’s the thing, producing this frequently in the short term can harm the body, and the reserves are limited. Even though I might have a slightly better foundation in this area, it’s just slightly better. I’ll see what I can do for you."
"Don’t worry, I’ll try my best, I won’t just go through the motions."
The description of task five was "strive to fulfill," and the word "strive" actually allowed for some leniency, because Lin Li had encountered more intense keywords such as "do whatever it takes" before.
Likewise, if the task required him to "do whatever it takes," then Lin Li would still give up on the task.
No need.
Producing dude juice is a sacred act, the important thing is to enjoy the beautiful process, not just focus on the results.
If someone produces dude juice only for the sake of doing so, Lin Li would look down on them for the rest of his life, and even the Bull Elf would despise them.
So even though he doesn’t need to cut back, Lin Li intends to follow his own rhythm, and whether he can complete the task will depend on how reasonable the system is.
"Please don’t say that, Mr. Lin, it’s already generous of you to offer, but if it harms you, please don’t hurt yourself—"
Zhu Ning hurriedly explained her thoughts.
"Yes, I’ll moderate myself," Lin Li nodded.
Hearing this, Zhu Ning was at a loss for words and asked awkwardly:
"So... should I avoid anything now?"
"No need," Lin Li paused and smiled, "because I don’t plan to produce anything while I’m in this world."
It’s not that there weren’t materials for casting spells; Lin Li’s phone’s secondary album still had some carefully selected static and dynamic materials—why the secondary album? If Chen Yu Ying casually glanced at his album, although she wouldn’t say anything, Lin Li would inevitably feel embarrassed.
But even though he had materials, the current environment was truly terrible.
Taking off pants in such an environment is unseemly, it would be a collapse of social order.
Once again, producing dude juice is a sacred thing, if there’s no reverence in the heart, doing it sloppily in such a place would not only be contemptible, but could also provoke the anger of the Bull Elf, directly bringing divine punishment.
At worst, it might shrink by one centimeter; at worst, it might become permanently impaired.
Of course, there’s no need to tell Zhu Ning this. Lin Li provided a more justifiable explanation:
"Miss Zhu, honestly, you seem to have your priorities mixed up right now."
"Without even considering whether I can produce and preserve dude juice here, the more pressing matter is how you’re going to return to your union."
"I also once wanted to leave this place, but based on my exploration and attempts, the height of Silence Canyon is far over a hundred meters, and there’s no passage below.
And the fact that there are so many mecha wrecks and corpses of your kind here also proves that falling down would make it very difficult to get back up.
So I gave up, but I can afford to give up because I can return to my world at any time, but what about you?
If you can’t go back, even if I do give you a ton of dude juice, what’s the point?
You can’t take it back, it will rot here, becoming meaningless. In the short term, perhaps, I can provide you with the necessary survival materials, but when I can no longer come to this world, you might find it hard to survive.
Unless, you’ve figured out a way to leave, or are certain that your union will send people to rescue you?"
There was a sense of anticipation in Lin Li’s eyes.
After all, if there was a way to leave, Lin Li definitely wanted to check out that world too.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ning’s facial features on her half-transparent gel-like head froze momentarily, and then her whole jelly-like body seemed to grow dimmer:
"...You’re right."
The excitement generated from the idea of dude juice quickly cooled down:
