Pet King - Chapter 656

Chapter 656: 656
Chapter 656: Pure Chance


Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After a busy day, the elfins fell asleep one after another, but Pi was still sitting in front of the computer .

It was quiet outside, nothing but the occasional firecracker could be heard . 　　

Pi took off its glasses, and rubbed its bloodshot eyes . It was very sleepy, but couldn't sleep, it hadn't been sleeping well for days . As soon as it lied down and closed its eyes, the increasing number of Favorites appeared in its mind . It was both excited and anxious . The mixed feelings made it difficult to fall asleep . It was like a metal ribbon in a clock, being wound up tighter and tighter, with the potential to break at any moment . 　

It just finished a new chapter . It stretched its fingers and glanced at the clock on the computer screen . It couldn't remember how many times it had checked the time .

It was almost midnight, and, according to its editor, the novel was going Premium at midnight . Pi waited anxiously for the moment to come . 　　

Aside from checking the clock, its most frequent action was refreshing the Authors Platform . The number of Favorites was approaching 50,000, but it was afraid of clicking the mouse too much, as the clicking sound might wake up the other elfins . 　　

The chapters that were to be uploaded after midnight were ready . There were five chapters in total, which it had been working on for a few days . Zhang Zian had checked them a few times during the day, so everything should be fine . However, Pi was still proofreading the chapters . 　　

This would've been the time to catch up on new chapters, but as midnight approached, it became increasingly restless and couldn't focus on writing at all . 　　

After reading over a chapter, Pi felt that one of the paragraphs wasn't coherent enough, and it needed another sentence to make it flow smoother . So Pi put on its glasses, placed its fingers on the keyboard, and typed quietly . However, something else was mixed in the line . It was the long string of numbers that was 3 . 1415926 .

Ever since Pi's last upgrade, it had been typing the numbers a lot less, but tonight, they came back . 　　

It moved the cursor over the numbers and deleted them . Then, it clicked the Save button in order to not lose the changes . 　　

When Pi first started using Word, it made the mistake of closing a document without saving it first . As a result, a chapter with a few thousand words was lost . It was so angry that it almost quit writing . After being persuaded by Zhang Zian, Pi managed to suppress its frustration and redo the chapter . 　　

It turned out that retyping a few thousand words wasn't as bad as it thought, and it didn't take that long . Planning out the plot was the most time-consuming part, not typing .

After deleting the numbers, Pi looked at the edited document and smiled . 　　

This was good . 　

Zhang Zian didn't like the numbers, neither did the readers . They were never meant to exist, they were meaningless . 　　

On this cold, silent night, Pi suddenly felt empty, as if it just lost something important . 　

It bowed its head, and gazed at its own palms . 　　

Why couldn't it control itself? Why did it type those numbers obsessively? Why couldn't it type what it wanted to type, like a human being?　　

Pi had a hazy memory of its first appearance in this world . It was in the big house full of books, except it wasn't interested in books back then, it was interested in the computer on the desk . More specifically, it was intrigued by the keyboard . 　　

It stretched out its hands involuntarily and pressed the soft keys . The touch felt so familiar, as if it had done this a million times . 　　

There were only one or two people sitting in front of the computer, tapping away on the keyboard . 　　

Pi waved its hands in front of them, but they didn't respond . They couldn't see it . 　　



It stood behind them, and watched how they went into chatrooms and communicated with others . Then, it found a free computer in the corner, and repeated what it learned .

Pi picked up most things quickly, but it wasn't able to type as fast as them .

However, the humans were typing differently . They were using a keyboard with both letter and number keys, while it was using a numeric keypad . 　　

The alphanumeric keyboard had 26 letter keys and 21 number keys, but the numeric keypad was much simpler, as it only contained 10 number keys and 1 period key . 　

Now, its hazy memory was starting to come back . There were more of its kind, a lot of them, and they all loved typing . Each one was like a human, and prefered the keyboard that was alphanumeric . Pi was the only one that liked the numeric keypad . 　

Pi was a weirdo, even among its own kind . 　　

Why was Pi the only one to appear in this world? It had no idea .

Pi looked around, the books were all written in words . None of them were written in numbers . 　　

Although the others of its kind typed randomly, sometimes they were able to come up with a real word, and were thrilled about it, as if they had achieved something great . 　　

Pi couldn't judge them, as it was typing randomly itself with the numeric keypad . However, numbers were numbers, so matter how many times it typed, it wasn't able to come up with a word . 　　

If Pi imitated the others, it might've been able to come up with a word eventually . So, compared to Pi, the others were more qualified to appear in this world .

In the previous world, time was almost frozen, and Pi, and the others, had an almost infinite life span . If they wanted to, they could keep typing forever . They had no idea when they appeared in that world, nor why . Regardless, they had been typing ever since . 　　



Was that meaningful?　　

Everything was pure chance . They didn't understand what they were typing, nor did they know what they wanted to type . 　　

Why did Pi, a weirdo, appear in this dazzling and colorful world, instead of the others?　

Pi had no idea when it would appear in a new world, but it could vaguely sense when it was about to leave, when it was finally able to write a meaningful novel . 　　

Without a doubt, this was a fairytale . Even if Pi had all the time in the world, the chances of it writing a meaningful novel by pure chance were slim . It may never succeed until the end of the world . 　　

Surprisingly, Pi succeeded somehow, it was unexplainable . 　　

Out of habit, it randomly tapped the numeric keypad and typed a long string of numbers . The decimal point came after the first digit, followed by another 100 digits . It had no idea of the meaning of the numbers it had typed . 　　

Clearly, nobody had a clue about this back in the library . They thought somebody was playing a prank on them . 　　

At first, Pi was having fun . Soon, it became anxious, as it found out that it was only able to type the 100 digits, and forgot the following numbers . 　

Something was wrong . In the other world, it could type indefinitely . Why did it forget the numbers after coming to this world?　　

Being anxious and puzzled, Pi suddenly felt sick and weak . It seemed to feel the others staring at it with jealousy, and asking, "Why was it you?"　　

An overwhelming grudge had travelled through time and space to cloud over Pi .

Similar to how human faith was able to create and kill elfins, a grudge from countless individuals was a black hole with enormous gravitational force . It was able to pull Pi back to the old world at any moment . 　　

In an unperceivable reality, Pi heard someone talking . It wasn't a human, but some sovereign existence . 　　

"Find the book about life, universe and everything, or else you'll return to the old space . " The voice was like a bell at dawn, strong enough to shake the entire universe . 　　

It didn't want to go back . As soon as it did, the others would tear it to pieces . Pi learned an expression to explain its state of mind, "Being poor was much more acceptable than being unfair . " 　　

Pi tried to seek help from those around it, asking them to try to find the book, but no one was able to see or hear it . They ignored it, and it couldn't read what they typed . 　　

When it was close to giving up, Zhang Zian showed up . 　　

Pi could never forget the moment when Zhang Zian showed up in front of it with the nameless book in his arms . No matter how others saw him, Pi thought he was so handsome . 　　

Pi's looked up from its palms, its eyes landed on the nameless book next to its laptop . 　

It stretched out a finger, and gently touched the cover . 　　

Apart from the metal lining on the edge, the crimson cover was bare . It wasn't pretty . 　

For the first time in forever, it had an idea . It'd be great if the cover had some writing or a picture on it . 　　

At that moment, a hand covered its own . 　　

Pi lifted its head to look . It saw that Zhang Zian was standing behind it, watching it silently .