Era of Heroic Spirits: I Can Simulate Infinite Possibilities

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Chapter 150 Stand User (crossed out) Storytellers are attracted to each other (2/2)

Since things have come to this, let's eat first.

Downstairs, whether it was martial arts groups, merchant caravans, or any other kind of team, everyone found their seats.

"Hahaha, here comes the chicken soup."

The chef (played by Han Feiyu) carried a large pot of chicken soup from the kitchen and ladled a bowl for each guest at each seat.

Originally, he intended to poison the chicken soup, after all, he had prepared a potent poison for the Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

As soon as the Second Pavilion Master arrived, it was discovered that he was not the real person, and the subsequent poisoning plan was canceled.

He was afraid of wasting it, and almost added it to the chicken soup, but thankfully he resisted.

"Come on everyone, this chicken soup is incredibly delicious, not too salty or bland, it tastes amazing."

The chef specially saved a bowl for himself to drink, and seeing his actions, the others also began their dinners one by one.

"Hmm... Shopkeeper, your dishes are quite good."

"Of course, we're all professionals here, our cooking skills are top-notch."

It was indeed a professional, professional black market shop, operating on the road from Han Feiyu to Wanjian Pavilion.

He went there to eat and found that half of the food contained sleeping pills, and the amount added was not ordinary, yet the food still managed to retain its original flavor.

He exclaimed that the chef was a talent, and that he had taken down the entire shady restaurant gang and brought them into his original manuscript family.

"Everyone, this recipe is the result of our chef's research over several years, so it's definitely something special."

Our shop has been around for quite a few years now. If business weren't so-so, I'd be planning to hire a few storytellers to entertain the crowd.

"Slurp... Storyteller... cough cough cough... Storyteller, let's forget about the storyteller."

Upon hearing Han Feiyu mention storytellers, the leader of the martial arts group nearly choked on his soup.

There's no way around it; the psychological trauma it inflicted on the storyteller was too great, and he hasn't recovered yet.

Who would have thought that a storyteller who was originally just a bloodthirsty audience member and wouldn't cause any trouble would turn into this overnight?

In order to obtain the original manuscript, they directly targeted these somewhat famous martial artists, and their main approach was to use any means necessary.

It is said that a storyteller threw a firecracker into the toilet of an unlucky man.

The entire latrine flew up, and the unfortunate fellow died a miserable death, his body even being collected by the storyteller.

Although he didn't witness the scene firsthand, hearing about it still sent chills down his spine.

There are also victims who are walking peacefully down the street when a storyteller suddenly stabs them in the kidneys and then rips their heart out.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, a single sneak attack sent him to his death.

All of this is because of that legendary man, the storyteller, Bai Xiaosheng.

"You despicable Bai Xiaosheng, you are truly heinous!"

"Huh? What are you talking about, sir? Who is Bai Xiaosheng?"

The shopkeeper (played by Han Feiyu) looked at the martial artist in front of him with a curious gaze.

"It's nothing. Boss, you're an ordinary person, so you might not know, but that Bai Xiaosheng is simply a monster, a demon."

"The martial world is about to descend into chaos, and Bai Xiaosheng is the culprit; he's definitely not a good person!"

The second watch is here, and we're working hard on the third watch; it will be here soon, so everyone can rest assured.

I feel so uncomfortable, I really feel so uncomfortable right now. One of my nostrils is completely blocked, and my throat is full of phlegm.

Sadness, I experience this at least once almost every winter, I'm almost used to it (sad).