【Post-apocalyptic + Natural Disasters + Overpowered Protagonist + Satisfying Read, No Logic + No CP + Logomancy】
Logomancy Master Ling Ran accidentally transmigrates into a post-apocalyptic w...
Chapter 432: Picked the Strongest One
Jia Weiqiang glanced into the room, his eyes lighting up when he saw Ling Ran and Su Yimo. He then said to Pei Yi, "Hello, I'm Jia Weiqiang. Are you Pei Yi, the captain of the strongest team?"
His information must have come from the registrar yesterday.
Pei Yi nodded: "Is there something you need?"
"Can we talk in private for a moment?"
"OK."
Pei Yi and Jia Weiqiang went outside and walked a little away from the house before Jia Weiqiang said, "Your team is quite strong. Would you like to join our Phoenix Base? If you stay, I can give all the ability users in your team the initial fifth-level status."
"Not considering it."
“Our Phoenix Base has great benefits,” Jia Weiqiang said in a low voice. “If you can send those two beautiful women from your base to the higher-ups, I can arrange for you to get a seventh-class status at the base, just like me.”
Pei Yi's face, which had been gentle, darkened upon hearing these words.
Jia Weiqiang, oblivious to the fact that only one woman in your team has water-based abilities, the others are just a hindrance. If you want women, we have plenty at our base, like Paradise, right? You can have any of the women there. But these two in your team... I'll give them to you—
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Yi couldn't hold back any longer and punched Jia Weiqiang in the face.
The punch was so powerful that Jia Weiqiang lost a tooth.
He immediately flew into a rage: "Fuck you! You're asking for it, aren't you? Get him!"
The three men behind Jia Weiqiang immediately rushed up. They all tacitly refrained from using their superpowers, since using them would destroy the house.
Quickly dodging the attacks of the group, Pei Yi immediately began to counterattack. He had practiced various martial arts, such as Taekwondo, since he was a child.
Therefore, even without his special abilities, his opponent is no match for him.
Seeing Pei Yi's skills, Jia Weiqiang realized that the person opposite him was a trained fighter, so he shamelessly conjured a fireball and launched a sneak attack.
Pei Yi quickly jumped away, then conjured an even larger fireball and threw it. The two fire-based attacks collided, and Jia Weiqiang's fireball instantly dissipated, while Pei Yi's fireball continued to strike Jia Weiqiang.
He didn't stop; with a wave of his hand, Jia Weiqiang immediately burst into flames: "Fire! Put it out!"
One of the men, who possessed water-based superpowers, quickly splashed water on Jia Weiqiang, extinguishing the fire.
Jia Weiqiang was furious: "Pei Yi, is that right? I'll remember you. Don't forget where you are now! What good is your strength if this is Phoenix Base!"
“I’ll remember you too,” Pei Yi sneered.
"Good, well done!" Jia Weiqiang took a step back: "Acheng, let's go!"
When the other party made a move, Jia Weiqiang saw that although the other party was a level four ability user like him, the other party's ability was stronger than his.
Level four, that's definitely impressive.
But compared to an entire base of superhumans, this is nothing!
A war of attrition can also wear down your opponent!
Jia Weiqiang left, and Pei Yi didn't chase after him. He wanted to wait for the other party to bring his men over so he could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
Back at my lodgings.
Pei Xiu immediately asked what was going on. Pei Yi briefly explained the situation and said, "This Jia Weiqiang is a seventh-rank official. He has a lot of influence in the Phoenix Base. He will probably come again."
"Heh." Pei Xiu sneered, "He better come again, or I'll go find him! Damn it! Bro, why didn't you call me just now? I'd beat the shit out of him!"
Pei Xiu was furious just from Pei Yi's brief explanation.
The others echoed Pei Xiu's sentiments: "Yeah, Brother Pei, we should call on them and let them experience what a gang fight is like!"
"I was thinking of waiting for him to call his men over so we could wipe them all out in one fell swoop. Now that we've scared him or he knows our strength, what if he doesn't call his men over?"
That makes sense.
As Ling Ran listened to their plans on how to deal with Jia Weiqiang when he arrived, Wu Tong couldn't help but offer a suggestion: "I think we can make them eat my shit."
The rest of the people: "..."
Why does Wu Tong always want others to eat his shit?
Did those people eat its shit last time and get it high?
Ignoring Wu Tong's words, the group continued their discussion. Feeling ignored, Wu Tong slumped down at Ling Ran's feet, looking aggrieved.
What's wrong with it?
Those people suffer so much from eating its excrement, isn't this a good way of getting revenge on them?
cut!
It makes it seem like it's a pervert!
Uncle Chen cooked a big meal at noon, including a lot of seafood in a dipping sauce.
There was actually quite a lot of seafood in the room, but because I had eaten too much of it before, I got a bit tired of it and ate very little of it afterward.
The seafood was salty, spicy, and savory; it tasted great.
Ling Ran was eating her meal but had a little no appetite, so she asked Uncle Chen to stir-fry a plate of rice noodles, which, along with chilled coconut milk taro balls and sago pudding, finally whetted her appetite.
"If the adults don't have much of an appetite, I'll make some more skewers this afternoon."
"Can."
Uncle Chen has traveled to several provinces and learned many local skills. It's no exaggeration to call him an all-around chef. Everything he makes tastes delicious, even a simple stir-fried vegetable dish.
So everyone has a good appetite at mealtimes and never gets tired of the food.
"Uncle Chen and Aunt Liu's cooking skills are getting better and better."
“Indeed.” Hu Meiying nodded: “Look at me and Lao Fan, we’ve both gained a lot of weight.”
Hu Meiying and Fan Chuan are both authors. They sit and write all day without much exercise, and they eat delicious food every day, so it's normal for them to gain weight.
Pei Xiu and the others are superhumans. They haven't gained weight, but they have gained a few pounds.
Ling Ran glanced at them and nodded, saying, "Indeed, Xiao Fan has developed a double chin."
Fan Chuan said helplessly, "I can't control it. I wanted to exercise to lose weight, but I can't move at all."
Just as they were talking and laughing, there was a loud knocking on the door.
The wooden door wasn't very sturdy; after a few knocks, it actually fell off.
Su Yimo subconsciously looked at Ling Ran, only to see the latter finish drinking the sago pudding in the bowl, and then curl the corners of her lips into a smile.
We're doomed.
How dare they disturb the adults' meal!
These people are like someone searching for shit in a toilet!
Ling Ran got up and walked to the door.
There were quite a few people standing on the wide roadside outside the gate.
Roughly estimated, there were about thirty people, all men.
Upon seeing Ling Ran emerge, Jia Weiqiang, standing next to the man at the front, immediately brightened up: "Pei Yi, now you know to offer up your beauty? Let me tell you, it's too late!"
Pei Yi stood behind Ling Ran and shook his head slightly upon hearing Jia Weiqiang's words.
Seriously, you've chosen to offend the strongest one here.
The man next to Jia Weiqiang was around forty years old and about 1.7 meters tall. Even in the apocalypse, he still had a considerable beer belly. On his slightly chubby face, he looked at Ling Ran with a lewd smile: "Beauty, come over here."
Ling Ran didn't speak, but simply raised her hand. The man thought Ling Ran wanted him to hold her hand, and was about to step forward to take her hand when he saw a sword appear in Ling Ran's hand.