"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning an adorably dumb Pikachu that even Chen Du-show would admire."
A Pikachu?
Ning Xingchen looked down and saw a yellow, warm, and unknown creature on the ground.
His eyes widened in surprise; it was indeed the electric mouse known as Pikachu.
"But this Pikachu is so small, about the size of a newborn puppy."
"Rest assured, host. With proper care and evolution, Pikachu will grow stronger," the system's voice reassured him.
Ning Xingchen squatted down and gently stroked Pikachu. "Hello, little guy."
The response was exactly what he expected.
"Pika Pika Pikachu! Pikachu!"
Ning Xingchen: …
"Alright, I know that's all you can say." Although Ning Xingchen didn't get the S-grade prize he wanted, having a cute pet like Pikachu wasn't bad. This Pikachu was indeed genuine.
Ning Xingchen gently picked Pikachu up. The little guy instinctively moved its head, its chubby cheeks and big, round eyes looking up at him, melting Ning Xingchen's heart. He couldn't resist pinching it; it was so soft and squishy.
"Hehe, I should give you a name. Since you're a yellow mouse, I'll call you Ah Huang." Ning Xingchen smiled at Pikachu.
Pikachu immediately understood what Ning Xingchen said. As Pikachu, releasing electricity was a natural instinct, especially since it was dissatisfied with the name Ah Huang.
Electric currents instantly burst out from Pikachu's cheeks, shooting out suddenly.
"Pika Pika Pikachu!"
This was a hundred thousand volts, like thunder from the sky.
The sudden scene startled Ning Xingchen. He quickly threw the cute little guy away, but it was too late to dodge. The shock struck him, turning his face as black as coal.
Damn, this Pikachu was too much; it should be cooked into soup tonight. Everyone bring your bowls and chopsticks to my house.
"Is this your trick?"
"Pika, Pika, Pikachu."
The response was the same, and Pikachu waved its little paw at Ning Xingchen, displeased.
Fortunately, Ning Xingchen had mastered part of the Eight Extremes Collapse technique, enhancing his body's resilience. Otherwise, this blow might have taken him out.
Ning Xingchen rushed to the bathroom to wash his handsome face. If his face, which could charm countless beauties, were ruined, it would be a disaster.
Pikachu, hiding at the bathroom door, watched Ning Xingchen, softly calling out. It thought its owner was angry.
"Hug hug." Ning Xingchen knew Pikachu didn't like the name Ah Huang, which was why it shocked him, so he didn't blame it.
Pikachu's face lit up with joy. It leaped into Ning Xingchen's arms, its warm cheek pressing against his. Ning Xingchen instinctively nuzzled it. Forget petting cats and dogs, now he could pet Pikachu every day. 66666.
"From now on, I'll call you Pikachu. But you have to call me the wise, handsome, charming, and unparalleled master."
Ning Xingchen said with a smile, feeling pleased.
Pikachu: …
Since Pikachu was still small, Ning Xingchen couldn't take it out yet, so he placed it in his storage ring. Later, he went to the supermarket and bought several bags of pine nuts and pure milk for Pikachu's food.
After getting Pikachu, Ning Xingchen first wanted to tell Lin Xun'er, a die-hard Pikachu fan who had loved Pikachu since childhood. In high school, every time they skipped class and passed by the mall, Ning Xingchen would try to win her a Pikachu from the claw machine just to make her smile.
"Xun'er, guess what I've got?" Ning Xingchen excitedly said over the phone.
"What?" Lin Xun'er was puzzled by Ning Xingchen's excitement.
For a moment, Ning Xingchen hesitated, then chose to keep it a secret, thinking it sounded too unbelievable.
"Why did you stop talking? Is there bad reception?"
"Nothing, Xun'er. Do you have time tomorrow? Can you accompany me somewhere?" Ning Xingchen quickly changed the topic, masking his awkwardness with laughter.
Lin Xun'er, being sharp, knew Ning Xingchen was hiding something but didn't press further.
"Sure, where to?" She asked, as she had the weekend off.
"You'll know when you get here," Ning Xingchen said mysteriously.
The next day, before meeting Lin Xun'er, Ning Xingchen went alone to a 4S dealership in the bustling city center.
Ning Xingchen planned to buy a car first, as it was inconvenient to travel otherwise. He had interned at a BMW dealership before, watching wealthy people buy cars with their mistresses every day. The envy and jealousy were indescribable. But now, he had become a rich man himself.
Wearing Armani, looking clean and noble, Ning Xingchen stepped into the dealership, immediately greeted by a sweet and cute salesgirl.
"Hello, sir. Are you looking to buy a car?"
"Yes, what's the best and most expensive car you have?" Ning Xingchen said, not wasting any time.
The girl was surprised, not expecting such a handsome, young, and wealthy customer. As a car salesperson, she could tell at a glance that this young man was a super-rich second-generation, likely making a big sale today.
"Please follow me, sir. I'll show you our best sports car."
Ning Xingchen nodded, following the salesgirl to the display area. Her sweet voice was pleasant, and though she was petite, she had a stunning figure. After buying the car, he could get to know her better.
"What's your name?" Ning Xingchen asked.
"This is a Ferrari," the girl said softly.
"No, I mean your name," Ning Xingchen smiled.
"Oh? Sir, my name is Zhao Wanting," she blushed, her heart racing at Ning Xingchen's charming smile.
"Your name is lovely. Please, continue," Ning Xingchen, having worked for several years, quickly judged that this girl was new to the job, still very inexperienced.