64: Pure Love Warrior

"This is the place!"

After locking in the location, Ye Su put on his headlamp and turned on the electric scooter's headlight. He took out the work gloves and small hoe he had bought the previous night and started digging right there.

From childhood to adulthood, the only time Ye Su had ever touched a hoe was during the Qingming Festival when he went up the mountain to help clear out weeds.

He had no experience in digging, and since he was using a small hoe, his digging speed was naturally not very fast.

Worried that he might use too much force and accidentally pierce the remaining two bottles of Moutai, he slowed down even further.

To first reach the bottom and confirm the depth, Ye Su focused most of his efforts on digging downwards.

With one deep stroke and one shallow stroke, he spent over half an hour digging several dozen centimeters down.

Bang!

With another stroke of the hoe, a sound of metal hitting a hard object came from below, clearly different from the sound of digging through soil.

"Something's here!"

Brushing away the soil below, Ye Su used the light from his headlamp to discover a stone slab that had clearly been buried by human hands.

"Hey, if it was inside a stone slab, why didn't you say so earlier? You had me being so cautious just now, not even daring to use my full strength."

He had never even looked into white spirits, let alone burying them underground.

What Ye Su didn't know was that people who bury alcohol underground usually know how to build a mini cellar to place and seal the bottles properly.

If the alcohol were buried directly in the soil, the earthy smell would easily seep into it, ruining the spirits, and it wouldn't have waited for him to come and find this treasure.

Knowing the alcohol was protected by a stone slab, Ye Su became much bolder in his digging. He quickly cleared away the surrounding soil, revealing a mini cellar built with stones around the perimeter.

Without much effort, he pried open the stone slab. Six bottles of Moutai appeared before his eyes, exactly as he had researched online the night before, with their mouths sealed in red.

Underneath the six bottles of Moutai, there was even a wooden board thoughtfully placed as a base.

Regardless of why this alcohol was buried here, since the system said the original owner had passed away, it belonged to him now.

Ye Su excitedly reached out and took out the six bottles.

He could clearly feel that, apart from two bottles that remained intact and full, the other four had suffered from leakage, just as the system had described.

Even the bottle with the least leakage had less than half left, far exceeding the 20% evaporation threshold for severe leakage.

They definitely couldn't be drunk anymore. They only had some commemorative value, or perhaps unscrupulous merchants could recycle the empty bottles to "turn waste into treasure."

According to the internet, each bottle could sell for a few hundred yuan, or perhaps a thousand if he was lucky.

Vintage Moutai that could be recycled for 15,000 yuan a bottle had just turned into four worthless bottles; Ye Su felt a pang of heartache.

After wrapping the two intact bottles of Moutai in several layers of bubble wrap and then wrapping them in thick clothes before putting them in his backpack...

Ye Su hesitated for a moment, then suddenly threw the remaining four bottles of Moutai back into the pit. With a few "bangs," they shattered into pieces all over the pit.

He didn't care about the few thousand yuan from selling the bottles, and he didn't want to be an accomplice by selling these four bottles to unscrupulous merchants for making fake alcohol. It was better to just destroy them.

After doing all this, Ye Su covered it back with the stone slab, pushed the soil back into the pit, and stomped it flat.

Slowing down the scooter along the way to avoid any accidents from bumps, Ye Su finally returned to his rental room safely.

After taking out the two bottles of Moutai, Ye Su finally had time to properly admire these two 30-year-old bottles.

"Good grief, this is older than I am."

Having no research into alcohol, Ye Su couldn't tell the difference in appearance between 1995 Moutai and 2025 Moutai, but just looking at them made him happy.

"This is great stuff for gifting to a superior, but unfortunately, I don't even have the opportunity to do that."

Two authentic bottles of '95 Moutai—even if they weren't priceless, they were probably close to it.

He wasn't short on money for the time being, so Ye Su dismissed the idea of finding a buyer for these two bottles of Moutai, deciding to keep them first to see if they would be useful later.

If he really couldn't use them, he could take them back during summer break and gift them to his dad to make him happy. It would also save him the trouble of worrying about what to get him.

Aged Moutai should avoid shaking as much as possible, so after admiring them for a bit, Ye Su put the two bottles in the cabinet, wiped himself down messily, and fell straight asleep.

...

Beep, beep, beep—

"Ah—"

After squatting on the ground digging for so long last night, Ye Su, who had never done any heavy labor since childhood, let out a groan of soreness as he got up after the alarm went off.

His waist, already overworked from his time with Chen Xinyi, was now suffering even more.

Decisively abandoning the idea of going to class, Ye Su sent a message to Lin Jingjie, asking him to help shout "here" during roll call. He rolled over and went back to sleep, not waking up again until ten o'clock.

After hastily eating something to pad his stomach, Ye Su rushed out, bought materials according to online tutorials, and resealed the two bottles of Moutai to prevent any further leakage.

After finishing all this, it was almost twelve o'clock. After having lunch via takeout, Ye Su slowly headed back to the dormitory.

When his three "adopted sons" saw Ye Su walking while holding his waist, their eyes were practically spitting fire.

Ye Su was already used to the looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred from the three of them.

"dude went to do some serious business, which is why I ended up like this. Can you guys keep your thoughts a bit more pure?"

...

The night passed in a flash. There were no classes the next morning, so while eating the breakfast Fang Zewei brought back, Ye Su leisurely opened the system.

[Today's Intel (Level 1): In order to play games with her boyfriend, Tan Jiayue is currently posting online, looking for a long-term, stable Valorant Ascendant-tier gaming companion. It requires tactical reviews and positioning analysis, with an offer of 120 yuan per game. User ID: MO****09]

Hmm... a gaming companion?

And it has to be Ascendant tier in Valorant?

Ye Su, who didn't play this game, knew at a glance that this intel had nothing to do with him.

"What kind of family background does she have? Paying 120 yuan just to find someone to play a game with her?"

Out of curiosity, while eating rice noodle rolls, Ye Su used his phone to search for the User ID in the intel.

"She's a Lolita too?"

The videos posted by this account were basically all filmed while wearing various kinds of Lolita dresses.

No wonder they say out of ten Lolitas, nine are rich, and the other one lives in a villa. No wonder she could spend money to find someone to play games with her; it seems this group is truly wealthy.

Besides the Lolita dresses, this Tan Jiayue's appearance was also quite high, belonging to that type of pure and cute beauty. As for how much the beauty filter added to her score, Ye Su had no way of knowing.

"What kind of boyfriend did this person find? Having a girlfriend like this, he still only cares about playing games, forcing her to find a companion online just so she can play games with him later."

Even someone like Ye Su, who prefers the mature, older sister style of Chen Xinyi, felt that neglecting a beautiful girl like Tan Jiayue was simply too much!

"To please her boyfriend, she specifically finds a gaming companion for Valorant. Could this girl be the legendary Pure Love Warrior?"