"Just go to the entrance of the university and put a bottle of beverage on the car roof, and students will co over on their own. If soone takes the bottle, and if the boss is satisfied, the car will drive away."
"Place a Nongfu Spring 200, green tea for 300, Pocari Sweat for 400, Red Bull for 600... Commonly known as ’tea tasting’."
Really? That can’t be true.
Wang Hao began to doubt his sleazy identity upon dealing with such unfamiliar theoretical knowledge.
Snapping back to reality, he marveled in secret, "The word ’lust’ holds a knife overhead. Lust really is terrifying; it not only leads to just one offspring but can also turn soone into a monster... Could it be, could this Ga be set up with so supre technique from the Hehuan Sect? The beginning of a weird resurrection?"
But anyhow, that was where the clue ended.
They were trapped here, with no ability to investigate these girls.
Even if the girls were the source of infection, they couldn’t reach the outside world.
"Wait... I rember sothing else now!"
The driver’s face showed a slight change, as if he had stumbled upon so earth-shattering secret, saying with a tinge of fear, "I just rembered sothing else. I’ve been driving for the boss for over ten years. He used to be in poor health, suffering from the three highs—high blood sugar, high cholesterol, high blood pressure—along with heart disease and diabetes. He was like a sick seedling, could have died at any mont."
"A man of forty looking like he was sixty. He probably had to take a dozen types of dicine a day, just a walking pharmacy."
"He had to watch his diet just to live a bit longer."
"Despite earning so much money, he couldn’t enjoy it. A life without health is worse than the carefree existence of a poor man like ."
"But he paid well, raising my salary every now and then. Eight thousand a month is actually quite good. Ha, hahaha... I’m pretty content."
"It was over ten years ago when he bought so kind of dicine from abroad. After taking this dicine, his health improved rapidly and recovered incredibly fast."
"It’s been more than ten years, and I’ve only just rembered. Don’t bla !"
Wang Hao was overjoyed, where would he bla him, "Keep talking, don’t be scared."
The driver stuttered, "This dicine had side effects—his appetite kept increasing, sotis he’d beco like soone with dentia, dazed and confused. It started with staring blankly for a minute, but later on, it often lasted an hour or two."
"He would be playing with his phone, looking at the news, and an hour later, he’d still be on the sa news article. I always thought he was a bit senile."
"He started taking this dicine at forty, and now it’s been over ten years." The driver gestured with his hands, becoming increasingly agitated, "But he has hardly aged at all in these fifteen years, instead experiencing a second youth. His height even started to increase, growing from 1.7 ters to nearly 1.9 ters. I think he might even reach two ters!"
"This dicine is practically divine... Of course, poor people certainly can’t afford it, they’d go broke trying."
"Do you think it could be this dicine?"
Hearing this, everyone’s expression beca solemn. So it wasn’t the fallen won that turned Boss Guo into a freak but that miraculous dicine!
But to Wang Hao’s ears, this description felt all too familiar.
Not just familiar, but like an old acquaintance.
A smile spread across his face.
With the clue progressing to this point, there was a sense of a sudden breakthrough.
Why does it sound so much like so power projection from the "Blood Demon"?
...
(PS: I’ve received a lot of critical feedback recently. After so reflection, I think the root of all evil is the donkey moving the mill too slowly. After a day’s work, it just lies down on the ground, exhausted, tongue lolling out.)
(But this book, with the connections between the Chapters, is really hard to write. Milling is tiring! o(╥﹏╥)o)
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