Transdimensional Marketing-Chapter 63 - Little Peach

Chapter 63: Little Peach

Chapter 63 – Little Peach

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Congratulations, Mr. Chen! Your subscriber count has broken through the 50,000-mark!”]

Upon seeing this WeChat message, Chen Yu’s sleepiness vanished utterly.

[Chen Yu: “When will you send me my reward?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Can you receive the package in your present condition? If yes, then I’ll have it delivered to you right away.”]

[Chen Yu: “Yes, yes! I definitely can!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are you certain?”]

[Chen Yu: “Send it! What is there to be uncertain of?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Very well. I will have it delivered to you now. Please get ready to receive it.”]

As soon as Chen Yu received this message, a space-time wormhole, which was significantly larger than any of the ones that had appeared before, suddenly appeared inside his room.

Boom!

A gigantic, white box fell heavily onto the floor, the impact causing the entire room to shake as well as send dust and debris flying all over the place.

At the same time, a huge hole had also formed on the floor.

Chen Yu: “…”

[Chen Yu: “You destroyed my floor!!!””]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “I’ve already repeatedly reminded you and asked whether you can receive the package or not.”]

[Chen Yu: “But you never said anything about destroying my floor!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “I’ve already repeatedly reminded you and asked whether you can receive the package or not.”]

[Chen Yu: “Did you do this on purpose?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “:)”]

Exiting the chat window in a huff, Chen Yu took in a deep breath as both joy and anger filled his heart.

“I’ll have to hide this from mom and dad while I find someone to fix the floor…”

Walking up to the white box, Chen Yu quickly tore away the seal and opened the box. Upon seeing the blue metal box, which gave off a technological feeling, sitting inside the box, the frustration he felt from having his floor destroyed immediately got replaced by feelings of joy and excitement.

“My girlfriend…”

Rubbing his palms together, Chen Yu’s cheeks reddened as he started thinking of unknown thoughts.

“This should be a button, right?”

After impatiently sweeping his gaze across the metal box, Chen Yu located a translucent button at the top of the box. Immediately, he pushed down on the button with force.

Beep—

Accompanied by a clear, electronically synthesized sound, the metal box’s front cover slowly slid to the left.

Pshh!!!

White mist escaped out of the box as the lid moved aside. And as the gap between the lid and the metal box grew increasingly larger, the figure of a person also started entering Chen Yu’s view.

“Come out, my ba-?!”

As the appearance of the figure inside the box grew more apparent, however, Chen Yu’s expression started changing from excitement, to shyness, to dazed, to consternation, and finally to fear…

This “Romantic Partner Simulation Robot” was actually a two-meter-tall macho man!

Flip!

Suddenly, the muscular man’s eyes opened and a pair of black irises stared straight at Chen Yu. His muscles squirming, the muscular man opened his mouth and said, “Hello! Mr. Chen Yu, I am your Romantic Partner Simulation Robot! Let us start a wonderful story of love!”

Chen Yu: “…Where’s my knife?”

“What are you searching for? Do you need my help?” the robot asked in standard Mandarin as he stood up from the box.

“Wait here for a moment.”

Turning around, Chen Yu pulled out his phone and quickly typed out a message.

[Chen Yu: “Get out here right this instant.”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, are you satisfied with the model you received?”]

[Chen Yu: “Satisfied my foot! Why is it a man?!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “But you never stated your gender preference?”]

[Chen Yu: “It’s a bloody romance robot! Do I even need to state my gender preference?! Are you stupid?!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “It’s a romance robot, not a reproduction robot. Why must you be hung up over gender?”]

[Chen Yu: “I am truly, truly, truly curious about the culture of you people from the future.”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, don’t mind too much about genders. If you prefer females, there are replaceable parts available inside the package. You can freely reconstruct your robot to your liking.”]

[Chen Yu: “…I… You’re about to lose me. “]

At this time, the robot in question agilely walked up to Chen Yu’s back and spoke in a “gentle” tone, “Hello, Mr. Chen. Let me introduce myself. My name is Little Peach. May I know if you want me to help you with housework?”

“Scram!” Turning his head around, Chen Yu pointed at the blue metal box and said, “Lay back in there! Pretend as if I never opened the box!”

“Affirmative.”

[Chen Yu: “Replace it! I want a replacement!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Normally, once a product is delivered, it cannot be replaced with another.”]

[Chen Yu: “I don’t care! This is your mistake! You must change it for me!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Mr. Chen, are you really dissatisfied with this product?”]

[Chen Yu: “Dissatisfied! I want it replaced!!!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “A large space-time wormhole cannot be opened frequently. If you wish for a replacement, we can only send you a new one three days later.”]

[Chen Yu: “It’s fine, even if it’s three months later! Just take this titan away right this instant!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are you certain you wish to replace it? Why don’t you consider it for a while longer? Little Peach will be heartbroken.”]

[Chen Yu: “To hell with your Little Peach! If you don’t bring it away, I’m going to become Little Chrysanthemum! Change it!”][1]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Very well. I will open the wormhole for you now. Please insert the Romantic Partner Simulation Robot and its slumber pod into the wormhole.”]

Placing down his phone, Chen Yu walked up to the blue metal box and looked at Little Peach.

At the same time, Little Peach was also looking at Chen Yu, his chest muscles squirming around…

“Mr. Chen, are you abandoning me?”

“I’m not abandoning you, I’m begging you to spare me.”

“Is it because I am male? Ծ‸Ծ” Little Peach asked with an aggrieved expression.

“No, no, no.” Hurriedly shaking his hands, Chen Yu said, “Blame me for not being a female. Go on, you won’t gain any happiness with me.”

“Hah…” Breathing out a heavy sigh, Little Peach shut his eyes and said, “Hopefully, we will have the chance to meet again. Goodbye.”

Stretching out his hand and pushing against the metal box, Chen Yu found that it didn’t budge even at the slightest. “Bro, don’t go sleeping yet. Help me push this box into the wormhole first before you get back into it…”

…

Gently, Little Peach left, his departure utterly different from his powerful arrival.

Taking a seat before his study table, Chen Yu took out his phone and quickly typed out a message.

[Chen Yu: “You there?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “(Automatic Reply) Hello, I am currently unavailable. Please contact me later.”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Later.”]

[Chen Yu: “…”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Do you have any problems?”]

[Chen Yu: “I sent it away. Did you receive it?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “I received it.”]

[Chen Yu: “This reward is very important to me, so I want to intervene in its replacement personally. Before you send the new one to me, I want to look at the robot’s external appearance.”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Very well.”]

Immediately afterward, Chen Yu received 10 pictures from the other party.

Upon looking at the pictures, Chen Yu instinctively shuddered.

[Chen Yu: “I knew it! I knew you would screw me over again! Aren’t all of these Qiao Biluos?!”][2]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Qiao Biluo? Who’s that?”]

[Chen Yu: “I want a beauty! A great beauty! Not a tank!”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Are all of these simulation robots not beautiful?”]

[Chen Yu: “…Are you perhaps misunderstanding the meaning of the word ‘beauty’?”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “Men should be strong and beautiful, while women should be plump and fair-skinned.”]

Instead of arguing with the other party, Chen Yu simply sent her a picture of his school’s top beauty that he had secretly taken.

[Chen Yu: “I want someone like that.”]

[Transdimensional Marketing: “I dare not agree with such aesthetics. Ancient people truly are terrifying.”]

[Chen Yu: “Not only are you people from the future frightening, but you are also pitiful.”]