Chapter 32
Nidos Continent, Levi Town
This is a remote town on the edge of the mainland with a hot climate, and most of the year is summer.
As the most remote town in mainland China, it should be a place where no one can be seen all day long. However, in recent months, unfamiliar faces in various clothing can often be seen wandering around the town.
The strange thing is that they often go straight to the dock, rent a boat, plunge into the vast ocean, and never return.
As soon as Jiang Zhulang, Luo Xiya and Martin got off the car, they were shocked by the unusual scene in front of them. A dozen children in different colored clothes swarmed over, holding wooden signs with characters written on them.
"Want a place to stay? It's only three silver coins a night. Come on, big brothers, let me help you carry your luggage."
"Rent a boat. Rent a boat. We guarantee that you will be taught how to sail. The tuition is five silver coins per hour, and the boat is one gold coin."
"Map, map, do you want a map? We have sea routes~"
“…”
Jiang Zhulang: 6
Where is the simple and closed town?
How is this different from the real-life drop-off points at popular city attractions?
Jiang Zhulang closed his eyes in pain, then opened them again and found that the children in front of him were still speaking with thick accents, with faces full of expectations and fake smiles.
Martin protected his suitcase and yelled fiercely, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you taking? Did you give me permission to take my luggage? If you do this again, I will get angry!"
He activated his arcane magic, and a layer of white light covered his body, shaking off the child who was holding on to the suitcase tightly.
"Tsk, then don't stay here. Anyway, if you want to stay at sea, you'll have to find one of us sooner or later, hum!" One of the taller boys rolled his eyes. He was not afraid of his identity as a sorcerer. He asked the group of tourists to disperse and greet the next donkey cart.
Since this place is very remote and the roads are rugged and difficult to travel, most adventurers switch to donkey carts in nearby cities to get here.
Luo Xiya said: "Levi... the difference between what is recorded and what is recorded is too big."
Martin: "These people are so arrogant. Where is the simple folk customs? Also, are all these outsiders coming here for the island...? I thought I was the only one who knew that."
Jiang Zhulang: "Haha."
He knew that the news, which was known to a tech geek like Martin, had been passed around countless times in mainland China.
Walking on the completely changed, extremely commercialized and decadent town road, Jiang Zhulang rubbed his forehead, and a nonsensical thought suddenly appeared in his mind:
Cross didn't release this news just to help the Levi people make money...
Looking to the left at the small shop shouting "Big Squid, Big Squid", and looking to the right at the vendor waving a waterproof jacket, Jiang Zhulang felt that this idea was more and more reasonable.
The town of Levi has changed a lot now.
In the book "A Field Trip to Cities and Towns in the Nidos Continent", Levi was called a place of exile far from the edge of the continent. It is small in area and has a small population. It is called a town, but in fact it is just a small fishing village where a few families gather together. Their ancestors and grandchildren have been making a living by fishing for generations.
Of course, that was once the case.
The current prosperity of Levi town is even comparable to some unknown medium-sized villages, with food, accommodation and shopping provided in a decent manner.
All of this is the result of rumors about the rare herbs on the island.
After the rumor spread, countless adventurers flocked to the town, and the sudden increase in traffic forced the originally simple town to become commercialized in a short period of time.
As the saying goes, where there is demand there is business opportunity. Every household in Levi Town opens its doors to welcome guests, some convert their homes into B&Bs, and some put up wooden boards to do business, trying every means to make a lot of money from these outsiders who disrupt their peaceful lives, and the goods they sell are often several times more expensive than those in the mainland.
If you are dissatisfied with the prices, the Levi people are not afraid that you are a sorcerer. After all, no matter how powerful a sorcerer is, if he wants to go to the island, he has to beg these people who have lived by the sea for most of their lives.
Jiang Zhulang had a feeling that the subsequent plot would be like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, beyond his expectations.
The three of them strolled around the small town and finally chose a hotel that was converted from an abandoned church. After all, compared to the black, yellow and gray wooden houses that were converted from residential houses with a fishy smell, this was already a good condition.
The last two rooms in the hotel were booked. At Martin's strong request, Roshia shared a room with him, and Jiang Zhulang happily got a single room.
Martin: "I am so weak, pitiful and helpless. I can't sleep in this town full of people without Roshia's protection. Lanno, you don't want to see me lose sleep, do you?"
Jiang Zhulang was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked briskly through the entire corridor back to his room. He couldn't wait to take a hot bath.
“Knock knock—”
"Does this guest need room service?"
In the mist, Jiang Zhulang vaguely heard the questions coming from outside the door.
"No." After he replied, he thought that the clerk's voice was quite nice, deep and elegant, with an indescribable accent in his words, like a soft cello.
It just sounds familiar.
Not knowing where that familiar feeling came from, Jiang Zhulang brushed his hair behind his head and vaguely heard the clerk say, "Okay, I'll come in then."
Um?
He came in?
“Pah, pah.”
The deliberately heavier footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if reminding him that an uninvited guest had intruded.
Jiang Zhulang's muscles tensed up. He stood up from the bathtub with a clatter and pulled off the nightgown hanging on the wooden stand. He didn't know whether to get dressed first or hit someone first.
Soon, he no longer had to worry about it. A beautiful and bold face appeared in front of him with a smile on her lips, as if she didn't notice his embarrassment at all.
That's Cross.
“Wow.”
Jiang Zhulang's face turned red and he quickly sat back in the bathtub. He hoped that there was something floating on the water to block Cross's playful sight.
This scene must not be drawn!
Thinking of this, with a little embarrassment and collapse, Jiang Zhulang instinctively closed his eyes and activated an extremely unfamiliar power. Then, the picture reversed.
With a blink of an eye, he successfully returned to the game.
Jiang Zhulang: I never expected that the first retracement of the island trip would not be used to save people, but to deal with a pervert who broke into the room and openly watched people taking a bath.
He gritted his teeth, dried himself roughly, and put on his clothes tightly. Even so, his face still had a slight blush that had not yet faded.
Jiang Zhulang had imagined countless scenarios for his reunion with Cross, perhaps a tense situation due to shame, or perhaps a forced collaboration in times of crisis, but he had never imagined it would be like this!
It was simply a complete collapse without any style. If he couldn't rewind, he didn't even dare to think about how readers would view him if he published it.
“Knock knock—”
"Does this guest need room service?"
Good, he's here.
Jiang Zhulang sneered, hid behind the curtain beside the bathtub, and said loudly: "Yes."
Cross paused and said, "Okay, I'll come in." His voice was as pleasant as ever.
Jiang Zhulang frowned and complained in his heart: He should have realized earlier that in this remote village, how could there be Aboriginal people who speak with such a nice, elegant voice and without an accent.
"Pah, pah."
Still deliberately increasing his pace, strolling leisurely in the garden, he could even imagine Cross with his hands behind his back, his lips curled and smiling, as if everything was under control.
Jiang Zhulang hooked his fingers, and the invisible air mixed with the water vapor, stirring up a slight sound, giving people the illusion that he was still in the water.
Listening to the gurgling water, Cross raised his eyebrows. "Oh? It seems that I came at an unfortunate time. The guest is bathing. So, do you need my help?"
Watching him getting closer through the gap, Jiang Zhulang chuckled, exerted force suddenly, pinched his neck with one hand, and used the other hand with his Qi flow to narrowly block his counterattack dagger.
Jiang Zhulang raised his legs and fought with Cross several times. Finally, relying on the slight advantage of the terrain, he stretched out his legs to trip Cross and he fell heavily into the tank, splashing a large amount of water.
At this moment, Jiang Zhulang had only one thought in his mind: Go drink the bath water!
"Um, cough cough——"
Cross, who had rich combat experience, naturally would not surrender. During the struggle, he twisted his shoulders, kicked his legs, and turned around in the narrow space of the bathtub. At the same time, the few metals in the hotel room, under the guidance of arcane magic, stabbed Jiang Zhulang's head, neck, and chest.
That is Cross's blood talent - metal control.
Relying on this unexpected weapon, he defeated countless enemies who thought they had victory. However, Jiang Zhulang, who had already guessed his movements, was prepared.
The air surged, protecting his entire body like an eggshell. The sharp objects flying towards him hit the air wall with a crackling sound, and then fell down powerlessly.
An eighteen-year-old's body is not as strong and powerful as a twenty-something, not to mention that Cross has far superior fighting skills. In order to avoid being counterattacked, Jiang Zhulang leaned forward and pressed his whole body weight on him, restraining his movements.
Surprise flashed in Cross's eyes, his thin lips slightly opened, and the tip of his bright red tongue was faintly visible, but the black-haired boy with wet hair raised his hand and covered it tightly.
“Puff——”
A thin and sharp blade shot out from inside his lips, penetrated the arcane protection, and pierced Jiang Zhulang's right palm.
"hiss!"
Even though he expected it, he couldn't help but reduce his strength due to the pain. Cross seized the opportunity, bent his legs and wrapped them around her, exerting force on his waist and abdomen, and turned from bottom to top.
Water splashed everywhere, and in a flash, the offense and defense switched!
The back of his head hit the edge of the bathtub. Even though he was protected by the airflow, the "Lan Nuo" bloodline was not specialized in defense after all. Therefore, Jiang Zhulang was caught off guard and was hit suddenly. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his vision was numb for a moment.
The hand that was against the neck of the man in front of him lost its strength and fell down, but Cross held it tightly against the wall with one hand.
"You evil little fox, you are still a little immature compared to me."
Cross narrowed his long, narrow eyes, stretched out his tongue to push away a few strands of light blond hair that were wetly stuck on his lips, and teased.
"How should I punish you...?" He hooked his fingers imperceptibly, and the knocked-down dagger flew back obediently, hovering in front of Jiang Zhulang's eyes, only a few millimeters away from his pupils. The unique coolness and rusty smell of the blade made his eyes hurt, and he shed some physiological tears unconsciously.
Jiang Zhulang snorted coldly: "Humph, punishment? I'm afraid it's not your turn yet."
Wouldn't it be laughable if one could still be suppressed by the characters in his works?
He suddenly raised his head to meet the blade, and Cross retracted the dagger almost in a panic.
"Are you going to die?!"
The next second——
"Boom——"
The condensed air mass hit him directly in the face. In a panic, Cross quickly stepped back, with metal flying everywhere, trying to weaken the power of the air mass. Then...
The air mass that was deflected by the huge force spun and fell to the ground, uncontrollably piercing the temporarily repaired wooden floor. Along with the naked men and women screaming downstairs, Jiang Zhulang and Cross fell from the second floor and landed heavily on the collapsed and broken bed.
“Hmm!”
Jiang Zhulang groaned, feeling a dull pain in his internal organs, not to mention the heavy person pressing on him.
“…Get out of my way!”
He put his hands on his chest, trying to push Cross away, but a sharp scream suddenly exploded in his ears.
“Ah ...
Jiang Zhulang stared blankly at the crowd of onlookers, the stunned Roshia, and Martin, who had a subtle expression, a frown, and a look of "So you like this" on his face, and slowly covered his face.
Jiang Zhulang: It’s so embarrassing. I don’t want to live anymore.