Chapter 409 Pretty Boy

Level 4 ice-type ability user, no, ability pig.

If I'm not mistaken.

Zuo Ran and the others were completely stunned.

Depend on!

That's a pig!

Why does it have superpowers?

Zuo Ran began to realize the difference between himself and his sister that his brother-in-law had mentioned.

With such a large reserve of supplies, how strong must one be?

The four of them seriously considered it for the first time.

These people, led by Ling Ran, were extremely respectful, clearly indicating that Ling Ran was the strongest among them, far surpassing the others.

Otherwise, they would never have acted this way.

The others who demonstrated their abilities were not only level four ability users, but many of them were also special type ability users.

Someone who was treated like a baby by the base is now being forced to be someone else's 'lapdog'—even a fool would know there must be some benefit to it.

Of course, they have already seen the benefits.

As for food and drink alone, well, being a servant isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Zhu Xuan patted Zuo Ran on the shoulder: "Don't even think about it, you're not worthy."

Zuo Ran: "..."

Yuan Liang continued to stab him in the back: "This person's strength is unfathomable. Conservatively speaking, he's at least level seven or higher."

Ying Tianshuo continued to stab him in the back: "If I'm not being conservative, it should be level ten."

Zuo Ran: "..."

Okay, okay, I got it!

It's only level 10, just 6 levels short, right? He can catch up, okay, but he can't.

If he can't catch up, he can't catch up. It's not like he can't be a gigolo.

That handsome face of his is perfect for this moment!

Do you think I have any chance of becoming a gigolo?

The other three looked at him with disdain. Zhu Xuan wanted to discourage him, but then she thought about it and patted his shoulder, saying seriously, "I think you can give it a try. If you succeed, then we will be family with that person. Maybe we can even benefit from your success and get some leftovers."

Yuan Liang and Ying Tianshuo's eyes lit up: "Zhu Xuan, it has to be you! You actually came up with this idea. That's right, Zuo Ran, I think you can give it a try! But if you try, don't die trying and offend the big shots, otherwise we'll just have to say—who is Zuo Ran? We don't know him."

"...Do you guys have to be so realistic?" Zuo Ran was speechless.

The three joked with Zuo Ran and didn't take the matter to heart.

In other words, Zuo Ran was too caught up in the moment to see clearly. In fact, they felt that the lord didn't care about Zuo Ran at all, let alone anyone else.

She wasn't aloof, but she gave off an aura of sacredness and inviolability. When Zhu Xuan told Zuo Ran, "You're not worthy," it wasn't entirely a joke.

While they were playing mahjong, others were playing cards, and Chen Xiaoying and Hu Meiying were even playing shuttlecock.

Wei Wan and the others gathered around Wu Tong to unpack the packages. There was nothing they could do, since Wu Tong was watching TV. They unpacked the packages while watching TV, without wasting any time.

Wu Tong didn't think anything of it. Usually, no one else wanted to talk to it, but now that someone came over to watch TV with it, it was quite happy.

Night was falling.

As Ling Ran yawned, the mahjong game was about to end.

Su Yimo tugged at the note that looked like a curtain in front of her: "My lord, would you like to wash up? I'll go run the water."

"Okay, go ahead."

Gu Zijing then handed a cell phone to Ling Ran: "My lord, this is a newly recorded novel, which has already been recorded."

"Um."

As Ling Ran was about to sleep, everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered around her.

"We're going to the city tomorrow, so everyone should go to bed early."

"yes."