novelTele Chapter 293 How can we show favoritism?
Chapter 293 How can we show favoritism?
Ten fifty-six.
Lin Feng dried his hair and returned to his dormitory, locking the door behind him.
As planned, the two each placed a large empty plastic bottle and an unopened bottle of mineral water by their bedside.
这是应对【规则4：凌晨3:00-5:00为污染峰值时段，不可下床，哪怕口渴、尿急也需忍耐】的标準準备。
When it comes to survival, decency is never the first priority.
"Are the lights off?" Vassim asked.
"Turn it off," Lin Feng replied.
"Clatter".
The last bit of light disappeared, and the dormitory was instantly swallowed by thick darkness.
Only the extremely faint moonlight outside the window could barely outline the blurry contours of the furniture and the floor.
Using the dim light, the two quickly lay down on their respective beds.
Soon, only the sound of breathing gradually calmed down in the room.
........................
Around four o'clock in the morning, Lin Feng woke up thirsty.
It wasn't just ordinary thirst, but the kind of extreme thirst that felt like you'd been trekking through a scorching desert all day, your throat burning, and your tongue feeling numb and dry.
He could even clearly feel his lips cracking slightly, his mouth feeling rough as if it had been sanded, and every breath was accompanied by a burning pain.
It was as if he was about to suffocate and die from dehydration at any moment.
Lin Feng opened his eyes. In the darkness, his throat bobbed, making a dry sound.
He didn't get up immediately, but instead quietly clenched his fist in the darkness, then relaxed it—
The finger joints are flexible, the muscles are strong, and although breathing is hot due to thirst in the throat, the cardiopulmonary function is not disordered.
Aside from thirst, the body did not send any other substantial signs of weakness.
now it's right.
He drank water before bed, so it's impossible for him to be that thirsty in just a few hours.
This is an illusion.
One of the most common methods used in bizarre dormitory rule-making schemes is to exploit physiological instincts to lure the target out of bed and away from the "safe zone".
Lin Feng slowly reached out and touched the bottle of mineral water placed on the bedside table.
He unscrewed the bottle cap, and without hesitation, tilted his head back and gulped down the water in one go.
Glug glug—
He quickly drank most of the bottle of water.
However, something strange happened.
The intense thirst not only failed to subside, but instead intensified, as if fuel had been poured on a fire.
It was as if he had drunk gasoline, not water.
The burning sensation in his throat intensified, and even his chest felt slightly tight, as if an invisible flame was burning inside, frantically devouring every drop of moisture in his body.
"……really."
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly in the darkness.
This is not ordinary thirst, but a physiological illusion that has been forcibly amplified and distorted.
Drinking more water won't help.
His body didn't need water at all; it was "something" that made him feel like he did.
A powerful impulse, like an invisible hand, gripped his heart tightly, then spread through his blood to every limb, constantly pushing and tempting him—
Get out of bed and go get some water!
"Oh."
Lin Feng chuckled softly to himself.
You want me to get out of bed?
It's not that easy.
He knew very well that this was a trap.
An elaborate trap.
If his feet even lightly touch the ground and leave the "protected area" of the bed, who knows what might happen.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, focused his mind in the darkness, and silently recited:
"System, activate the [Rule Exemption] function. I want to exempt dormitory rule four."
The system notification sounded immediately:
The target rule is classified as a "passive environmental state rule" rather than an "active behavior prohibition."
[The exemption applies only to action instructions that can be clearly "complied with" or "violated".]
The current state is a physiological response imposed by the environment and cannot be exempted.
Lin Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.
"Playing word games, huh..." he muttered to himself.
But soon, that slight annoyance subsided—
The solution to the predicament was already buried in his past experience, and now it was rekindled by the same predicament.
In the first instance, when he walked step by step towards the rear of the cabin in a "fearless" state, he used a similar method.
When an instinct is amplified to an extreme, attempting to devour your reason, the best way to deal with it is neither to resist nor to escape, but rather—
Use another, stronger instinct to cover it up!
Thirst is an instinct.
But human instincts are not limited to just this one.
Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes, leaned against the headboard, placed his hands naturally on his lower abdomen, and gradually slowed his breathing.
He ignored the burning thirst in his throat and focused all his attention on the depths of his mind.
"So..."
"Choose one of the four wives and let your imagination run wild."
He silently made up his mind.
"I'll go with... Leng Meng."
To be honest, he quite missed her "teacher training courses"...
But the next second, Lin Feng shook his head.
No.
While Leng Meng's "training classes" are certainly nostalgic, it seems a bit unfair to Xia Ning—she was his first wife!
The feeling of amazement and excitement I had when I first met her, like the first sip of chilled lemonade on a hot summer day, remains vivid in my memory.
If we're going to choose, we should choose her first.
He shook his head as soon as the thought crossed his mind.
Su Wan's signature chestnut-brown long curly hair, and the insatiable, wild vitality she exuded...
And Vivian... the most considerate one.
His lake-blue eyes held an unreserved tenderness, so much so that he was so innocent that he wanted to introduce his best friend to him to "extend his life."
Her understanding nature is another kind of irresistible attraction.
The thirst in my throat seemed to intensify, with a burning urgency.
"never mind."
Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly in the darkness, and an almost "outrageous" thought quietly arose in his mind.
Anyway, it's just a thought, so let's flip over all four wives' names at once!
Thoughts broke free from the reins of reason and slid towards that gentle haven.
Lin Feng "opened his eyes" and found himself leaning against a large sofa.
A delicate scent of fruit and sandalwood wafts in the air, bathed in soft light—
Xia Ning was using a toothpick to pick up a piece of chilled lychee and smilingly offering it to his lips.
Leng Meng had somehow managed to sit down beside him, her fingertips lightly tracing the back of his hand: "Where would you like to start tonight's 'lesson'?"
Su Wan gently wrapped her arms around his shoulders from behind, her chestnut hair falling down his neck: "Are you hungry, honey? I cooked some noodles..."
Vivian sat quietly on the carpet in front of the sofa, tilting her head slightly and gazing at him tenderly with her lake-like eyes.
She gently handed him a glass of water at just the right temperature; their fingertips accidentally touched as they passed, leaving a cool and soft sensation...