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 424 History of Different Races

A few exciting streaks of white, hidden amidst the red flower rain and pale mist, were captured by Li Changzhou's eyes, which darted like fish.

But the next second he looked away.

The fish wanted to take the bait, but got hooked and ultimately met its demise, which was not what it expected.

The screams continued, mainly from Li Qianxia, ​​while the others... Yaochi and Si laughed shamelessly.

Yang Qinglan swam over.

"You saw it?"

"With such a heavy rain of flowers falling, and it being so dark, and I having lost my powers, what could I possibly see? Looking back now, all I can do is imagine what you were like."

She swam to Li Changzhou's side, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, and with a slight effort, closed the distance between them.

Her smooth body sat on Li Changzhou's lap, her fair and jade-like hands wrapped around the back of his neck.

"Really?" she asked.

"...Actually, I saw a little bit, but I feel that what I saw, and what I saw when you were wearing swimsuits, wasn't... Waaaaah, waaaah? Waaaaah, waaaah!"

The warm breath hit my chest.

"It itches so much, haha~" The more it itched, the harder Yang Qinglan pressed her hands behind his head.

With a slap, Yang Qinglan smiled and playfully slapped him, then couldn't let go.

"Qinglan! You hold him back! We're retreating first!" Li Qianxia and the others had just had enough of soaking and fled the Immortal Hot Spring.

Yang Qinglan whispered to Li Changzhou in her arms, "I think I've stepped on a landmine."

He remained motionless, as if frozen in ice by the snow-capped mountains.

Yang Qinglan glanced back, then leaned close to Li Changzhou's ear and said, "...Come in."

She swayed her waist back and forth.

"You guys are getting more and more shameless," Li Qianxia, ​​wearing a T-shirt and shorts, condemned at the dinner table.

"Mmm." Yang Qinglan nodded lazily, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied expression.

Judging from her expression, Li Qianxia's expression was indescribable.

Li Changzhou wasn't as magnanimous as the philosopher; he still felt a little ashamed and changed the subject, saying, "That was my reward just now, for being able to..."

"Take off women's clothes?"

Li Changzhou looked at Yaochi, who was resting her chin on her hand, smiling as she stared at him, her snow-white hair flowing freely.

"Although the great Dao is not divided into high and low, I think that the sage would not study the spells, skills and divine powers that strip people of their clothes."

"You've already taken your clothes off."

After a pause, Li Changzhou continued, "My ability is similar to the Hand of Annihilation, and it's called Superpower Prohibition. It's a sphere with me as the center and a diameter of one kilometer. Within this sphere, all superpowers, skills, and items below the level of Celestial Immortal cannot be used."

Yaochi and Si's clothes are made of Mier metal, and they can change styles using their abilities; otherwise, they would just be a lump of metal.

“That reminds me,” Li Changzhou suddenly pondered, “In the future, when we fight, we’ll have to wear ordinary clothes, and of course, you will too.”

From this perspective, the previous blunder was quite necessary.

Without hesitation, Yang Qinglan took out another piece of Mier metal and wove a thin garment for each person, which would allow even ordinary people to move around normally after wearing it.

It was simple weaving, without any magic attached.

"And this is another one." Li Changzhou took out the library.

The shrunken library resembles a bell; when the wind blows, if you listen carefully, you can faintly hear mysterious words.

"Where's the sound?" Li Qianxia asked curiously.

"It's gone. I didn't take it; I bought it as a prop. The consciousness inside was forcibly put to sleep by the system, and it's a permanent, full-power simulation data."

Li Qianxia took the bell and listened carefully to it.

With her shared divine body and the strength of an earth immortal, she was able to vaguely hear some fragmented words even at such close range.

"Cotton swabs... cotton swabs? Used for surgical or puncture sites... Vatar... Imperial National Potential Enhancement Department... what are all these?"

The fast recording speed resulted in fragmented data.

If the library is enlarged, the speed will slow down relatively. This slowness, however, will cause people to absorb knowledge beyond reason in an instant, turning them into monsters.

This knowledge may also contain taboos, and anyone who knows or hears about them will be cursed as if they were being watched by an ancient god.

"Useless thing!" Li Qianxia slammed the library down.

Yang Qinglan picked it up and heard: "Exile ground... tattooed man..."

Everyone took turns examining it, but they didn't hear anything useful. It even recorded what someone said in their dream at night.

That person was actually a nimble alien.

As for where the Nie Xing is and what the Nie Xing people look like, it's all just a fleeting mention, as if there's a big "omitted" between the previous and next sentences, making one wonder: is there something wrong with the brain to write "omitted" in the reference answer?

Thinking about it this way, how difficult is it for "that voice" to recognize Li Changzhou? It's almost comparable to a monkey sitting in front of a computer and writing a complete "Complete Library of the Four Treasuries".

“What a pity,” Yaochi laughed, “It didn’t see its own destiny, otherwise it wouldn’t have taken the initiative to ask for your help… I see.”

As she spoke, she realized what she had just said.

Everyone understood.

Perhaps falling into a deep sleep and deducing the data with all one's might is the "destiny" that the library consciousness pursues.

Is there any whip in this world more effective than the game of value? With one lash, who can awaken the library?

As for finding all the libraries, that's not a problem at all.

Such a precious artifact of creation, if Li Changzhou is unmoved, even a sage would be tempted, and it will be restored to its original state sooner or later.

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