The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 215: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas"? "Strange Tales"? Actually, it's "Approaching Science".

"Upgrading from A+ to S- requires game coins, let's save them up," Yang Qinglan pondered.

"Why are you giving it all to him?!" Li Qianxia exclaimed.

"Your brother has become stronger, so you and I are safer. He can also help us acquire more powerful skills."

"I don't care. You're a couple, so it doesn't matter who gets the property. But I'm going to separate from my brother sooner or later, and the assets must be settled!"

"Alright, then, food, rent...

"Wait, wait, wait!" Li Qianxia raised her hand, her expression solemn. "After I die, please bury me and my brother together. We came together, and we should leave together in the same coffin. This is called coming from purity and returning to purity. No, the 'Burial of Flowers' doesn't seem to mean that."

The family division failed.

"The remaining 1935," Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou, "the best way to utilize them is to upgrade a B-level skill to B+, or upgrade a Blood Bead to B, it's up to you."

“Let’s upgrade the Blood Beads,” Li Changzhou said. “Everyone can use this skill then.”

"Alright, we'll have to appease your sister too."

“Hey…” Li Qianxia looked at the two people helplessly and desperately.

Surely she doesn't have the lowest social standing in her family?

After deducting the 800 game coins for upgrading the Dragon Blood Tree Style: Qilin Blood Essence, the three of them have a combined asset of 1135.

"I think you could buy one or two seemingly useless E or F-rank skills," Li Changzhou suggested to Yang Qinglan. "After casting the Gu She Goddess spell, these skills will become A-rank."

"Forget it." Yang Qinglan shook her head. "Qianxia and I will use the old method for our skills. There's no need to waste money. Besides, my skills are pretty good now."

"All right."

After the settlement and exchange were completed, the four of them, along with Butterfly, enjoyed a big meal together, and the train pulled into the station.

There was nothing unusual. The players who got off the bus were as usual, completely unaware that a deity from the past had descended upon them.

“The fifth year.” Li Changzhou pondered the word.

The Lord of Divine Radiance awaits them at this time, and divine punishment awaits them once they return to the era when this deity was still alive.

After traversing countless years, even a trace of residual power can fuse into a new S-class instinct. Just how powerful is the original body?

Li Changzhou took a deep breath, feeling the pressure while also realizing he had a small goal in life—to kill the Lord of Divine Radiance!

The ultimate goal, of course, is to win this game of value.

While it's unknown whether omniscience, omnipotence, and immortality would lead to boredom, as Yang Qinglan said, Socrates was happier than a pig; the happiest being is the one who can choose their lifestyle.

I spent 1 game coin to buy a newspaper. This time, the person reporting was still an official player, who was fighting against Zuo Zongtang and subjugating XJ during the Qing Dynasty.

I wonder what the black card holders felt when they did this task.

But it's all for the best. At least they can help Chongzhen resist the Qing Dynasty in the future. No, resist Li Zicheng? No, maybe they'll cut down that old crooked tree on Coal Hill.

I rolled up the newspaper and walked out of the subway station.

As the sun sets, the city bustles with traffic, and people riding electric scooters home from get off work all head in one direction.

At the traffic light, a girl had a yellow duck that's recently become popular on TikTok stuck to her helmet. The men couldn't help but stare, unsure whether they were looking at the duck or the girl.

A group of elderly women, carrying a speaker, were preparing to go to the riverbank to dance. They were wearing matching outfits. Were they having a performance soon, or were they going to compete with the women from the next district?

A group of children were rollerblading on the sidewalk, looking cool, happy, and dangerous.

In November, the weather got colder, and couples became even more indecent with their arms around each other and hugging! Even the wind couldn't get in!

Back on Yanhe Road, as soon as they entered Qinglan Bookstore, the three of them saw two familiar faces.

At a double table against the white wall, Zheng Qing and Yao Chi sat facing each other, with a picture of 'Azure Wind' on the wall.

Zheng Qing waved to them;

Yaochi stirred her coffee with a small spoon, watching the three of them with a smile—well, she only looked at Li Changzhou, or more accurately, she looked at Li Changzhou with a provocative gaze.

It's like the look and smile of a woman who arrives first and then the man who arrives later, when they're about to go on a date.

Li Changzhou lagged behind, becoming Yang Qinglan's follower, his expression serious.

Yaochi put down her spoon, picked up her coffee, and smiled at him as she drank it.

Girls who smile a lot are cute, but also annoying. Boys are complex creatures; they like girls who smile a lot, but they also dislike them because they feel that the girl smiles at everyone.

Are there girls who only smile at one person?

Yes, Yang Qinglan!

I am devoted to Miss Yang!

Li Changzhou mentally prepared himself, wary of the S-level instinctive favorite concubine.

On the other side, Yang Qinglan had already greeted Zheng Qing—she ignored Yaochi, and Yaochi ignored her as well.

The three of them, along with two guests, sat down at the long cherry wood table inside. Yang Qinglan then dismissed the staff early.

There were only five of them in the bookstore. The twilight streamed through the entire glass facade, bathing the interior in an orange glow.

"What do you need us for?" Yang Qinglan asked directly.

She was eager to return to the Honey Pot World to experiment with the Goddess of Gusha.

“It’s like this,” Zheng Qing began, giving herself some time to think about her words, “There was a player in the Special Operations Bureau who killed his teammate for an item and fled to Japan.”

"What prop?" Li Qianxia asked curiously, her curiosity purely naive.

“This…” Zheng Qing hesitated.

"I'm sorry, we can't just leave it at that. Let's continue talking about what happened," Li Qianxia quickly apologized.

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