129: Chapter 129 The Bird's Glasses

Xiao Niao thought, "What the hell? Changing faces faster than flipping a book. I shouldn't have taken this guy off the blacklist."

Originally, after reading the email sent by Supervisor Gou, he had been a bit puzzled. Why was this person's attitude so good?

As it turned out, this guy was still a dog who couldn't stop eating shit. He had put on a hypocritical act when he needed something, but the moment he realized his goal couldn't be achieved, he immediately reverted to his typical villainous face, even starting to threaten people over the phone.

Although he hung up before he could finish talking, Xiao Niao could guess the general content of the threats. It was nothing more than things like, "Don't think about having a foothold in the gaming industry," or "I'll get you blacklisted in the industry," and so on. Basically, he went as ruthless as he could.

However, Xiao Niao didn't take it to heart at all.

He was indeed a cautious person by nature, avoiding offending people whenever possible. But in the face of someone like Supervisor Gou, he didn't want to have any more dealings with him. As for the verbal threats Supervisor Gou made over the phone, he didn't take them seriously at all. Let alone that this was just empty talk and bluster, even if Supervisor Gou really had the determination and courage, he wouldn't be afraid in the slightest.

Because his game had already been purchased by the Fantasy Jianghu production team and was already in use. So, whether they wanted to isolate him or blacklist him, they would have to go find the production team behind the game Fantasy Jianghu first. Even if they could find them, given the technical strength the production team had displayed, it was hard to say who would be blacklisting whom at that point.

Xiao Niao operated the computer, threw the email into the trash folder, and conveniently blacklisted Supervisor Gou's email account as well.

Having resolved this matter, Xiao Niao habitually reached out with his right index finger to push up his glasses frame along the bridge of his nose, but he pushed into thin air...

Xiao Niao: "Huh?"

He looked around for a long time, and it was quite a while before he saw something dark that looked like glasses by the bedside. He walked over, picked it up, and took a look. Hey, it really was his glasses!

Xiao Niao took a small, double-sided velvet handkerchief folded into a small square out of the pocket of his plaid shirt. After unfolding it, he wiped the glass lenses gently and carefully, afraid that if he used too much force, he might accidentally scratch the lenses.

His lenses were very thick, as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, indicating a prescription of at least over 1,000 degrees. If Xiao Niao didn't wear his glasses, everything in front of him would be blurry, and even walking on the road would be a problem; he basically couldn't function normally.

Therefore, except for sleeping and showering, Xiao Niao wore these glasses no matter what he did. Over a long period, he had formed a psychological dependence. Like just now, it was rare for him to accidentally leave his glasses by the bed.

"It seems the programmer profession really can't be done for the long term. I'm still a few years away from thirty, and I've already started having problems with forgetfulness..." Xiao Niao thought distractedly while wiping the lenses.

Suddenly, he stopped the movement of his hands.

He looked at the glasses in his hand, feeling very uncertain—

Since the glasses had been left on the bed the whole time, that meant he hadn't been wearing them just now.

Yet, with naked eyes, he had sat on the bed and seen the new email notification flashing on the computer screen at his desk?

And afterwards, without wearing glasses and without feeling any abnormality, he had read the entire email sent by Supervisor Gou?

Xiao Niao felt it was a bit like a fantasy. He was nearsighted with over 1,000 degrees; how could he have completed those things without wearing glasses!

He turned his head and looked at the computer screen, still unable to believe it.

Because he had just operated the computer, the host was still in a working state, and the monitor was still lit, displaying the computer desktop.

In the past, when Xiao Niao was on the bed without glasses and looked at the computer screen, he could only see a blur of colors. He could vaguely distinguish a few color blocks, but if he wanted to distinguish anything further, he was powerless.

But right now, this time, also without glasses, looking from the bed toward the computer screen, he could clearly see the blue sky and white clouds of the computer desktop wallpaper. At the same time, he could also clearly see each program's desktop shortcut icon. Although it was still a bit difficult to see the small text under the icons clearly, at least he could distinguish which programs these icons pointed to. It was no longer like before, where a glance only revealed a blur of colors.

Xiao Niao rubbed his eyes in astonishment. He looked again, and the computer screen still showed the same things. He confirmed that this wasn't an illusion caused by his eyes playing tricks on him.

After testing with his naked eyes, Xiao Niao held the temples of the glasses with both hands and raised them to put them on slowly.

As soon as he put them on, the heavy weight peculiar to the thick glass lenses pressed the whole pair of glasses down, causing the frame to press tightly against the bridge of his nose.

Xiao Niao didn't feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, once the glasses were on, he felt a sense of reassurance in his heart.

However, looking through the lenses at the computer screen, the image he saw was not much clearer.

Perhaps it was a little clearer, but only limitedly so.

Xiao Niao didn't believe it and took off his glasses. The clarity of the image in his vision didn't change significantly either.

Perhaps it was a little blurrier, but only limitedly so.

After trying to put them on and take them off several times, Xiao Niao himself was almost unable to distinguish the difference between wearing glasses and not wearing them...

"How can this be? Could it be that I'm no longer nearsighted?"

Xiao Niao sat stunned on the bed, frowning and deep in thought.

He did know that there was a type of laser surgery on the market now where they scanned your eyes with a laser, and your vision would return to normal. Although the surgery's success rate and recovery data looked very good, he had heard that the principle of this surgery seemed to be using a laser to thin the cornea. Although it wouldn't hurt, no one knew if there were any potential risks.

Therefore, the always-cautious Xiao Niao, once he understood this point, immediately dismissed the idea of having laser surgery.

He was in this storage room with the rolling shutter door closed. There shouldn't be anyone who snuck in while he was asleep to perform laser surgery on him, right?

Hiss—so scary!

Xiao Niao couldn't help but shiver. He shook his head, driving this very scary but low-probability guess out of his mind, and carefully recalled the things that had happened to him recently...

Recently—or even since he had grown up—the most bizarre and extraordinary thing he had come into contact with was the game Fantasy Jianghu. And in Fantasy Jianghu, there were simply too many things worth pondering, and things related to eyesight... Archery!

Xiao Niao instantly saw a glimmer of hope, and his spirit was also lifted.

For the past two days in the game, the activity he had engaged in the most was shooting arrows at a scarecrow. And just a short while ago, he had been sitting on the bed, staring at the stick figure on his phone, repeatedly practicing Basic Archery.

So, was his nearsightedness returning to normal an effect of practicing archery in the game, or was it caused by staring at the stick figure shooting arrows for an hour just now? ... Or was it both?

Xiao Niao usually wore glasses for almost everything he did, and these past two days were no exception. Only when he slept did he take off his glasses, close his eyes, and enter dreamland, so he hadn't noticed when his vision started to improve.

However, one thing was certain: the improvement in his vision was inextricably linked to this matter of archery.