Chapter 309 Are they sick?
Everyone enjoyed dinner, except for Zhang Yan, whose romantic hot spring date had come to an abrupt end.
During this time, he stared intently at Lu Cheng, chewing the roasted meat in his mouth as if he wanted to devour him.
It must have been Lu Cheng who led the way in ruining his date with Mengmeng!
That's outrageous!
Lu Cheng felt uncomfortable under his gaze and couldn't help but move closer to Qin Jiu.
The next moment, a wine glass was handed to him, and Qin Jiu smiled and said, "Shall we have a drink?"
Lu Cheng glanced at the bottle of liquor on the table; the alcohol content was 59%.
Without a doubt, he gets dizzy after just one drink.
Lu Cheng swallowed hard, silently moved away from Qin Jiu, that terrifying woman, and leaned close to Fei Qiu.
Fei Qiu was gnawing on a pig's trotter when he noticed Lu Cheng's action. He immediately covered the trotter and looked at him warily: "The pig's trotter is mine!"
Lu Cheng: "..." If we're not buddies, who would want to steal a pig's trotter you've already gnawed on...
Across from him, Zhang Yan's sinister gaze seemed to materialize as he shot towards Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng: "..." What did he do to deserve this?
He glared fiercely at Zhang Yan before burying his head in showing off his food.
The culprit was completely unaware of his mistake and was still enjoying his meal, which made Zhang Yan even more frustrated.
Meng Qingyin caught Zhang Yan's sullen face out of the corner of her eye and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"
Zhang Yan said dejectedly, "It's fine."
Meng Qingyin: "Then why aren't you eating?"
Zhang Yan looked up, glanced at her wistfully, and sighed...
Meng Qingyin was even more puzzled: "What's wrong with you?" A possibility occurred to her, and she said seriously, "Could it be a prophecy about your future... that's not good?"
She was genuinely curious about what Zhang Yan had seen in the crystal ball.
Upon hearing this, everyone else looked over.
Zhang Yan felt even more depressed when he thought of himself in the picture, like a puppet on a string.
Why is his life so full of misfortune?
With a wry smile, Zhang Yan mumbled, "It's alright, but I'll encounter a formidable rival in the future."
That man has the same perfect physique as him, so how can he not be considered his rival?
Meng Qingyin pondered, "A formidable rival? Male or female?"
Lu Cheng: "Besides formidable rivals, is there no one else?"
Zhang Yan didn't want to continue this topic. If they, especially Lu Cheng, knew that he might become a puppet in the future, they would definitely laugh at him.
He abruptly changed the subject, "What did you each predict?"
Everyone: "..."
They all tried, and without exception, the crystal ball did not react.
But Zhang Yan absolutely must not find out about this!
Meng Qingyin remained calm: "My prophecy is simple. In the future, I seem to become a world-renowned blacksmith."
Her master was Li the blacksmith, so it wasn't surprising that she became a world-renowned blacksmith. Zhang Yan had no doubts and sincerely said, "That's great, congratulations in advance."
He then looked at the others, somewhat curiously: "And what about you guys?"
The five of them were like students called on by the teacher, urgently starting to fabricate their future.
Lu Cheng looked on with longing: "I saw that I won five million in a scratch-off lottery ticket."
Zhang Yan asked suspiciously, "Scratch-off lottery tickets? They have scratch-off lottery tickets here?"
Lu Cheng looked at him with disdain: "Of course, I saw it all. Do you dare say you didn't?"
Zhang Yan: "..."
Qin Jiu put down his wine cup and said happily, "Feng Ming and I have a perfect teamwork."
Zhang Yan asked in confusion, "How can the footage show that your teamwork is so perfect?"
Qin Jiu replied enigmatically, "You don't understand. This is a connection between me and Feng Ming."
Zhang Yan: "..." He really didn't understand.
Fei Qiu glanced at the little one and chuckled, "I now possess an invincible battle pet!"
Zhang Yan: "Your dream has come true."
The elderly man, with a gentle gaze, said, "As for me, I have a pretty good future. My wife and I have been reunited."
Zhang Yan exclaimed in horror, "Didn't your wife already pass away? If you reunite with her, wouldn't that mean..."
He immediately covered his mouth and stopped talking.
The elderly man, seemingly unconcerned, chimed in, "Dead? Everyone has that day. When that day comes, I'll be reunited with her, and that will be the happiest thing for me."
Zhang Yan nodded and said nothing more.
The topic of death was too heavy. He looked at Chen Leying, who hadn't said a word, and asked, "And what about you?"
Chen Leying glanced at him indifferently, "I don't want to talk about it."
Actually, she didn't want to make it up.
Chen Leying was naturally a bit cold and didn't talk much, so Zhang Yan naturally didn't suspect anything when she said that.
After hearing their respective predictions, he became even more melancholy.
Why is it that everyone else has a bright future, while his own future is bleak?
Because of the prophecy, Zhang Yan couldn't sleep that night.
But he wasn't the only one suffering from insomnia.
Tang Mian lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
She sat bolt upright: "No, are they crazy?"
The "they" she was referring to were the people who had been playing the Tower of Trials with her today.
For a full two hours, they only managed to farm the third level of the Demonic Dung Beetle, and the worst part is that they haven't even cleared the third level yet!
It wasn't as efficient as spending an hour with Mengmeng and the others this morning!
What's even more infuriating is that, among the five-person team, her best result in clearing the tower was the fourth floor.
As long as you pay, you can start from the fourth floor directly, and you will receive coins for skipping floors one to three by default if you complete all of them.
This is such a great deal! All you need to do is pay 10 silver coins per person. The rewards from the first to third levels alone will be more than 1 gold coin!
But those four incompetent teammates just wouldn't do it!
The four pigs, led by "Wooden Bumpkin", insisted on starting from the first floor, saying that if you come here once, you have to experience it from the beginning!
She really wanted to smash their pig heads in one by one!
Helpless, the four insisted on starting from the first floor, and she had no choice but to start from the first floor as well.
What's even more infuriating is that those four pigs were all useless, taking almost an hour to clear the first level of the demonized black-winged beetles!
The second floor took almost another hour.
When they reached the third floor, they had less than ten minutes left.
The third layer is a demonized dung beetle, which, thanks to those four pigs, has also become covered in stench.
Not to mention that, after the tower-clearing time was over, those four pigs turned around and blamed her for being too old and slowing down the team's progress.
She was responsible for almost all the damage output; I don't know how those four pigs had the nerve to say she was dragging the team down.
She didn't waste any more words; she simply blocked them and vowed never to cooperate with them again.
The only advantage was that they didn't start from the fourth floor. Otherwise, given their strength, they would probably have all died on the fourth floor!
After all, the scorpions on the fourth floor are on a completely different level from those on the previous floors.
It was a happy accident, but it turned out to be right.
At this moment, Tang Mian suddenly felt an impulse to team up with Mengmeng and the other three for future tower raids.
But she certainly doesn't look good in her current state.
Perhaps we can consider collaborating next time she changes her appearance.
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