Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 190 is the end! (Just kidding!)

Think of this.

Jiang Haochen suddenly realized the important matter at hand today.

He's here to apply for permission to show off and take a photo with someone!

Although he knew about the Ultimate Life form but remained silent while watching his classmates discuss it, he was secretly pleased with himself.

But what's even more satisfying is actually saying it out loud.

The ancients were right.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.

No matter how secretly pleased you are, it's not as good as showing off with a photo and autograph of yourself with the ultimate creature.

So he stopped.

He then turned to Chen Baiyu and said, "Oh right! Brother Chen! Boss! My own brother!"

"I've come today to ask you a very important question concerning my happiness, my status on campus, and whether I'll be able to walk with my head held high in the future!"

Jiang Haochen darted to Chen Baiyu, clasped his hands together, and put his face down with an unprecedentedly solemn expression, even a hint of flattery.

Chen Baiyu was watching with great interest as Bai Jin gracefully strolled to the water bowl to drink.

He didn't even lift an eyelid upon hearing this.

He simply uttered a soft "Hmm?" with the last syllable drawn out.

He could guess what this guy was trying to say.

However, he did not speak up.

"A photo with you, bro! And an autograph!"

"Those guys at school have been talking about your video all day! If they knew I not only know you, but I also got exclusive photos and autographs... oh my god! I can't even imagine!"

Jiang Haochen spoke at a rapid pace, as if afraid that Chen Baiyu would refuse if he was too slow.

Chen Baiyu has not yet responded.

He was already pacing excitedly back and forth in the living room, gesturing wildly: "Imagine the scene! Me, Jiang Haochen, quietly posting the group photo to my WeChat Moments... or casually taking out my phone during a break between classes."

"When they first asked me, I just casually said, 'Oh, you mean this? I took this picture while petting Yu Ge's dog last night...' Hehehe, the effect was absolutely amazing! Our class, no, our whole grade was blown away! From now on, they'll all call me Brother Chen!"

He got more and more excited as he talked.

He could almost picture his classmates' jaws dropping in astonishment as they frantically bombarded him with questions.

His mouth stretched from ear to ear.

The scene he described and envisioned was reminiscent of a fisherman who, after finally catching a giant fish, drags it around the world pretending to be lost.

Chen Baiyu looked at him, who was dreaming about the future.

A playful smile curved at the corner of his lips.

He could even imagine it.

If his classmates ignored the group photo that he "inadvertently" revealed, he would definitely be thinking, "Why don't you guys ask?" and then get really anxious.

However, Chen Baiyu didn't dislike this guy.

First of all, this is a neighbor with whom he has a very good relationship.

During the years he lived alone in Suining, Aunt Zhang Yiyu and her family treated him very well and made significant contributions to his mental health.

To be honest, the whole world should thank Aunt Zhang Yiyu and her family, and they should even be awarded a Nobel Peace Prize.

After all, Chen Baiyu didn't intend to become a citizen of the motherland immediately, which was also due to the profound influence of Aunt Zhang Yiyu's family.

Second.

It's impossible for him to feel absolutely no positive emotions when someone is proud and happy to be in contact with him.

Moreover, this guy's happiness is really simple and straightforward, so he doesn't mind satisfying the kid's little vanity.

After all, although Jiang Haochen is loud and boisterous, he is one of the few people around him who cares about him.

"Okay."

"Take photos if you want. As for an autograph? We'll just write 'Ultimate Creature Certified Underling' on your clothes?"

Chen Baiyu replied in this way.

"No, no, no! Bro, just sign it in my notebook!"

Jiang Haochen said with delight.

He immediately took out a brand new notebook and a pen from his bag and handed them over respectfully.

Chen Baiyu took the item and glanced at it.

He then waved his hand and signed his name in neat, legible characters, as if it had been printed out by a printer.

He has never studied calligraphy.

But I have a very strong impression of printed text.

With his exceptional hand-eye coordination and superhuman dexterity, he can naturally type words that look like he's swallowed the printer.

And so on.

He also seems capable of painting.

Leaving aside complex concepts like artistic conception and composition, just considering the degree of similarity in the paintings, he has achieved a level of realism unprecedented in history.

With his ability to capture details, his memory, and his hand-eye coordination, he can paint with the precision of a camera.

If you have the right color-changing ink and the necessary tools, drawing a master copy of a US dollar bill is a piece of cake.

It's not just that his work is realistic enough; he can even draw so fast that it feels almost like a camera.

If he goes all out, as long as the overall image isn't too complex, his output speed shouldn't be much slower than a camera.

Jiang Haochen's eyes widened in surprise when he saw the style of the signature.

He clearly hadn't expected Chen Baiyu's signature to be so precise, just like a printed one.

Fortunately, the dents left by the pen pen pen pen pen through the paper and the slight smudge of color on the back prove that it was handwritten.

Chen Baiyu could see Jiang Haochen's surprise.

In truth, he scoffed at it, thinking it was nothing special.

There are many people in the world who can achieve this level of handwriting, which is comparable to printed text.

Once he learns all sorts of mysterious and profound concepts like will and artistic conception through the system, he will be able to directly perform calligraphy that contains artistic conception.

The single character "幻" (illusion) can instantly transport someone into a dreamlike state.

The single character for "mountain" can evoke a sense of oppression in anyone who sees it, as if facing a mountain pressing down on them.

The mere act of writing the character "sword" can evoke a terrifying sense of overwhelming sword energy and destructive power.

The kind of name that's signed.

Only then can one be worthy of the status and strength of an extraordinary being.

As Chen Baiyu pondered.

Jiang Haochen hurriedly pulled out his phone and said, "A group photo! A group photo is important! Bai Jin, come over here quickly, let's take a family photo together!"

He tried to get Platinum into the frame.

however.

Platinum, whose intelligence had been significantly enhanced after being evolved by the Spirit Awakening Technique, was now looking at the overly excited Jiang Haochen with an almost "wise" gaze.

Hearing the call.

It simply tilted its head, let out a lazy "woof?" sound, and sat firmly in place, showing no intention of moving to pose for the photo.

That look seemed to say: Foolish human, disturbing a dog's peace for such vanity?
"Hey! You silly dog... no, you smart dog!"

"Give me some face! Cooperate with me! I'll bring you big bones from now on!"

Jiang Haochen was about to make his usual sarcastic remark.

But considering that Platinum is not what it used to be, it's definitely smarter than a silly dog.

So he immediately changed his tune.

However, his words had no effect on Platinum; it simply flicked its tail and remained as steady as ever.

She even glanced at Jiang Haochen, then elegantly licked her paws.

Show it through concrete actions.

It doesn't understand and is too lazy to pay attention.

After all, Platinum was just a bit smarter.

It didn't just magically become a spirit on the spot; it's impossible for it to understand so many words.

Chen Baiyu was amused by the interaction between the person and the dog, and chuckled, "Alright, stop messing with Platinum, just take pictures of the two of us."

"Ok."

Jiang Haochen was a little disappointed, but he still quickly moved closer to Chen Baiyu.

Platinum was just a mistress.

Bai Yu is the true love. Jiang Haochen raised his phone, found an angle, and took a picture that included both Chen Bai Yu and himself.

Although the straight man didn't know any photography skills, Chen Baiyu was so photogenic that Jiang Haochen didn't need to know any photography skills at all.

Chen Baiyu stood there casually.

With one hand in his pocket, he wore a slightly helpless yet indulgent smile.

It already possesses a unique charm.

Click!Click!
Jiang Haochen took several photos and adjusted the filter. Looking at the photo of himself and Chen Baiyu standing side by side on the screen, he smiled so broadly that his eyes disappeared.

"So cool! Brother Yu, your aura is amazing! I'm so lucky!"

He held his phone as if it were a priceless treasure, carefully put away the autographed book, and was brimming with extreme excitement.

"Alright, hurry up and go home to do your homework."

"Remember not to be too flashy, otherwise..."

Chen Baiyu gave the order to leave, and the implied message was clear.

However, the tone wasn't too harsh.

"Otherwise, who knows, reporters or die-hard fans might block our doorstep, right?"

"Don't worry, bro! I know the rules! I'll keep it low-key and let the photos circulate 'accidentally' within a 'small circle' at most! I definitely won't cause you any trouble!"

Jiang Haochen patted his chest and answered immediately.

He made a face and gave a reassuring look.

Although this guarantee sounded exaggerated, Chen Baiyu didn't really care about the exaggeration.

Because regardless of whether Jiang Haochen did anything or not, given his current fame, he will definitely be investigated and come knocking on his door.

Perhaps they are paparazzi, or perhaps they are media outlets.

Whether they came to him or not had little to do with whether Jiang Haochen was low-key or not.

Chen Baiyu had already made the necessary preparations.

If someone really comes knocking on the door.

If things were normal, it would be fine.

If he still can't get away with it after being constantly staking out, tracking, and monitoring, then...

He also had some knowledge of martial arts.

Thinking so.

Chen Baiyu sniffed and said to Jiang Haochen, "Come home and eat. Your mom made pork rib soup and Mianyang rice noodles today."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haochen immediately nodded seriously.

He glanced longingly at the quietly lying Bai Jin and the unfathomable Chen Baiyu before finally walking towards the door, satisfied.

Before opening the door.

He didn't forget to turn back and sigh:
"Bro, let's really enroll Platinum in the college entrance exam next year! I think with its eyesight right now, it should have no problem getting into a top university!"

He was met with an annoyed glare from Chen Baiyu and a mocking "Get lost."

Jiang Haochen chuckled.

Finally, the door was opened.

Like a nouveau riche who has just won the lottery, he rushed back home in a flurry of activity.

Before the door closed.

Aunt Zhang Yiyu, who opened the door for Jiang Haochen, extended a dinner invitation to Chen Baiyu, who hadn't yet closed the door, asking him to come over for dinner in half an hour.

He smiled and agreed.

He then closed the door.

The living room returned to tranquility.

Only the deepening twilight outside the window remained.

Chen Baiyu looked around and saw the wooden box that Li Jinsong had mailed to her in the corner of the living room. She decided to open it and take out the contents.

Inside the wooden box was a complete set of display shelves that could be assembled and combined by the user. He could take out the bows inside and place them on the display shelves.

Even if you don't use it.

It's a waste to just leave it in a box to collect dust.

It would be better to use it as an exhibition.

Think so.

Chen Baiyu's gaze swept towards the huge wooden box in the corner of the living room.

He stepped forward, gripped the recessed handle on the edge of the lid with one hand, and effortlessly lifted the heavy lid as if it were an ordinary cardboard box.

The specially designed foam dividers inside the box perfectly protected the valuable bows and arrows.

His movements were swift and precise, like a pre-programmed robotic arm, and he quickly removed the folded metal display rack components.

With a slight but steady metallic clicking sound, the arm moved so fast that it became a blur.

Those complex supports and shelves were assembled almost instantly by his superhuman strength and exceptional hand-eye coordination.

Then he stood it steadily against the wall.

The whole process was so smooth without any delay, as if he had done it countless times before, giving the impression of a seasoned pro.

Followed by.

Chen Baiyu carefully took out the core items from the box: a Han Dynasty purple yew wood core English longbow exuding a sense of historical weight, a top-of-the-line competitive recurve bow with sharp lines, as well as matching genuine leather finger guards, maintenance oil, and a small document package.

Archery is not a domain of reverence for antiquity.

In fact, most of the so-called precious materials and ancient techniques are outdated.

Although the antique-style bow given by Li Jinsong uses precious materials and antique techniques, it does not mean that it is better than a modern bow.

Therefore, its value lies more in the additional value of handcrafting and personal interest.

But even so.

Chen Baiyu also quite liked this thing.

He treated it like the most sophisticated instrument.

These objects, which embody strength and skill, are placed on display shelves.

The longbow is in the center, the recurve bow leans to one side, and the protective gear and document box are placed on the lower shelf.

then.

He also carefully placed Li Jinsong's handwritten note next to the longbow, which read: "[Han Dynasty purple yew wood core composite ox horn imitation longbow, 160-pound draw weight, a unique handmade piece by a friend, hoping you will accept it with a smile]".

Just as I placed the last bottle of string candle on the shelf, the phone screen on the coffee table lit up, accompanied by a vibration and buzzing sound.

Chen Baiyu picked it up and took a look.

It was a message from editor Meteor: "Hey! What about the new book you promised? It's been so long!"

If all else fails... how about we fill out that old book first? At least we'll have something to show for it! [laughing and crying emojis]

Looking at the message on the screen, filled with a helpless yet sarcastic tone, I thought of the novel that I had indeed forgotten about for a long time.

Chen Baiyu's lips twitched slightly involuntarily.

As soon as the editor came looking for him, he immediately realized that he probably, maybe, really had forgotten about it.

I promised to edit the new book on July 25th, and it will be done soon.

But it's already evening of August 11th.

The new book hasn't even been written a single word yet, but who can blame him when the system is so charming, it's completely captivating him these past few days.

This made Chen Baiyu feel somewhat embarrassed.

Think for a moment.

He found that he didn't have any ideas for starting a new book yet, and couldn't give any immediate explanation.

but……

For the old books that were unfinished but haven't been updated in a long time, we can at least give them an explanation.

Chen Baiyu quickly opened the author's backend.

Simply open the old book and publish a single chapter with the title "The End is Here".

As for the content.

It's just a short sentence: 【I'm cheating! Let whoever wants to write this lousy book write it!】

Finish these.

He nodded with satisfaction.

To be honest, this is reasonable and logical, and readers and editors will surely understand.

(End of this chapter)