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Zheng Yichen deeply regretted that the Devourers did not die by his own hands, as at least had they perished by his hand, they could have redeed themselves in the process of saving the world.
If they die by the hands of their own kind, there’s nothing much to say, and no chance left to redeem themselves after death.
"Sigh~ I can’t let this happen again. Speaking of which, could you guys arrange so tasks specifically aid at combating the Devouring Faction for ?"
Zheng Yichen asked casually.
"Possible."
He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Never mind I asked."
Having said that, he took Tanshia Firlo’s little hand and entered the world-crossing room. Du Gang, who had been waiting there, closed the door and then reopened it.
They returned to Du Gang’s world.
The slight sense of displacent quickly disappeared, and after leaving the Dusk Cathedral, Zheng Yichen used the Illusory Eye to surf the internet for so information.
The invasion of the Devouring Faction had been resolved, although this incident left the Dusk rcenaries sowhat baffled.
But such a mission, where they won without lifting a finger and without losing any rewards, was sothing they hoped for more of because, despite the easy win, many Dusk rcenaries were not thinking of leaving right away.
Instead, they stayed in this place, finding the Vajra Body and the tamorphosed bodies of this world quite interesting.
They planned to interact more with the locals.
At the sa ti, those who were well-inford had learned new intelligence that matched their speculations - there really were Proxy Agents in this world... The Devouring Faction had kicked an iron plate.
Maybe the Devouring Faction’s hideout had been wiped out.
It’s still sothing that brings happiness to think about.
"Brother Chang Qing is back!" Seeing Zheng Yichen’s figure, the previously dispirited Lin Yaoyao imdiately perked up.
"Shh, keep it down." Qi Xiangyun pressed Lin Yaoyao, asking her to lower her voice.
"Brother Chang Qing, we’ve gained quite a few rit points this ti." Liu Hongzhao approached Zheng Yichen and said.
This ti they targeted powerful Devourers, even inflicting severe damage on the Devouring Sky Pillar, which led to a considerable gain in rit points.
"Then just save them for now." Zheng Yichen didn’t ask how many rit points they had obtained but simply stretched his body: "Sigh~ Let’s head back first, I’ve been tired for more than a week, I need to rest well."
"Hahaha, after resting well, we’ll gather again." Du Gang laughed on the side, holding a box and leaving the place - this item was the spoils of this battle.
Zheng Yichen glanced at the Dusk rcenaries who were lingering here but didn’t stay long, heading directly to where he had previously been staying. The whole person lazily yawned, hung the cat spirit cloak on a coat rack, and went to sleep.
He slept until the next day.
Awakening, Zheng Yichen, through his superior sense of sll, also slled the aroma of food. He pinched the nape of the cat spirit lying on his chest and tossed it onto its main body.
As he sat up, he saw the small white dragon with a terrible sleeping posture, its head resting on his legs.
"Ti to wake up." Zheng Yichen pinched Tanshia Firlo’s cheek without the slightest concern for the small white dragon’s adorable sleeping face.
"Aww~ I haven’t had enough sleep..." The small white dragon mumbled sleepily, turned over, and began nibbling on Zheng Yichen’s calf - genuinely confused from sleep with a subconscious desire to gnaw.
Thankfully his body was sturdy enough; otherwise, that bite could have taken a chunk off a bone!
"Such a troublemaker." Seeing she didn’t want to wake up anyti soon, Zheng Yichen didn’t bother the young dragon any further.
After he straightened her out, he left the room.
He went to the three little ones’ room, and unsurprisingly, Qi Xiangyun and Lin Yaoyao were busily circling around an invisible object.
Using the Illusory Eye, he could see what they were busy with - an ethereal stove working hard at cooking.
Liu Hongzhao wasn’t joining them but was chopping vegetables to the side.
"Just wait a bit longer, Brother Chang Qing. It will be ready soon."
"...You guys didn’t sneak out to goof off last night, did you?" Zheng Yichen asked, looking at the food they had prepared.
Lin Yaoyao laughed lightly: "Why bother fishing when I can simply wave my hand and there will be lots of fish?"
With water attributes, catching fish was extrely easy for her. As for the pleasure of fishing? She was preparing ingredients, not looking to experience fishing.
"So, is this considered a celebration feast?" Zheng Yichen said this while taking out an unopened bottle of divine wine from his internal space.
Although tasty, he didn’t dabble in this stuff regularly. He had it for a while, and the amount he had then was the amount he had now.
Qi Xiangyun said with a hint of regret: "It’s a pity we couldn’t fight side by side with you, Brother Chang Qing."
Liu Hongzhao was silent, but she also seed a bit discontented.
"This was no minor incident, we’ll talk about it in detail after you finish cooking." Zheng Yichen found a place to sit down, and a projection screen appeared in front of him.
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The movies being played above are a selection of films.
They are products from the world of the Devourers, and even when Lilith was on a killing spree in that networked world, she didn’t forget to record so things that she wasn’t interested in, but Zheng Yichen would be interested in during his daily life.
There is a complete range of movies with various ratings.
Adding the ones recorded before, Zheng Yichen estimated it would take him decades to finish them all, not to ntion that as the number of worlds he experienced increased, the amount of Lilith’s records would gradually accumulate.
Lilith’s chibi projection sat on Zheng Yichen’s shoulder. She wasn’t interested in literary works like movies, but she was very interested in the fact she could watch these works with Zheng Yichen.
Moreover, as an advanced artificial intelligence, she wouldn’t do a fra-by-fra analysis at this ti to help Zheng Yichen find flaws in these works to share.
Before the movie was finished, the ’celebration banquet’ prepared by Qi Xiangyun and her group was ready. The convenience brought by the ntal power to manifest Illusory Eye ant that they didn’t need to look for a kitchen at all.
You could have a kitchen anyti, anywhere.
Just as Zheng Yichen was starting to eat and had just opened the bottle of wine, a knock sounded from outside.
"I’ll get the door." Qi Xiangyun stood up proactively and upon opening the door, she saw a figure with white hair.
"How dare you enjoy good food without !!" The small white dragon puffed up his face, his gaze incessantly drifting towards the dining table.
"You little drunkard, Brother Chang Qing has already told us about you." Looking at Tanshia Firlo’s cute appearance, Qi Xiangyun couldn’t help but pinch her cheek.
If she were actually attracted by the scent of food, she would have run over long ago.
"I want both food and drink." Tanshia Firlo moved past Qi Xiangyun and quickly brought over a chair, sitting down obediently while fixating her gaze on the dining table.
She was interested in the food, but even more interested in the drinks.
"Brother Chang Qing, how did she develop this habit?" Lin Yaoyao asked curiously. Tanshia Firlo’s drunkard-like behavior made her feel both amused and strange.
She knew that her Brother Chang Qing preferred drinking sweet and sour juice over alcohol, so by all accounts, Tanshia Firlo should have been influenced and acquired the sa preference.
"You’re asking ? How would I know? Even dragon nature doesn’t include this, right?" Zheng Yichen placed a small cup in front of Tanshia Firlo, who seed very dissatisfied with the cup.
"Uh, I’ve only read in so books that dragons are naturally prone to... uh cough." Qi Xiangyun glanced at Tanshia Firlo and stopped speaking. Since they’re not the sa kind of dragon, such issues shouldn’t exist.
"Don’t worry about it. Anyway, I only have so much divine wine given to by Old Gang, and once it’s finished, she won’t have any to drink."
Tanshia Firlo, wanting to switch to a larger cup, agonizes over the decision: "Then, then I should drink sparingly."
"Hahaha, just drink, just don’t cause trouble or get into a drunken frenzy. If we really do finish it, we can find Dusk," Zheng Yichen laughed as he saw how conflicted the small white dragon was.
As for divine wine, with the omnipotent Dusk there, as long as the formula is known and the raw materials are prepared, Dusk can make it.
Even if it costs so rit points, it’s not a problem.
Tanshia Firlo has been a lot of help so far, and it’s about ti to give her so rit points to use at her discretion, like giving a child so pocket money.
"Really?"
"Would I lie to you?"
Tanshia Firlo pushed the small cup aside: "I want a big one!"
Zheng Yichen laughed and gave the small white dragon a slightly bigger cup. It didn’t exactly et her expectations, but it was much better than the previous small cup, so she happily accepted it.
Their eating pace was not fast, and they didn’t need Zheng Yichen to initiate any topics, even the usually quiet Liu Hongzhao had a lot to say.
The main effect of divine wine is that it changes according to the drinker’s emotions.
If you want to get drunk, you can; if you don’t, you simply enjoy the unique sensation of being tipsy.
As for Tanshia Firlo, who could already perform drunken fist, it’s definitely because the small white dragon took a liking to that drunken feeling.
The uninhibited small white dragon sang the ballads of the Dragon Tribe. Zheng Yichen couldn’t understand the Dragon Language, but sotis it didn’t matter if you couldn’t understand the words; what was important was that the lody was pleasant.
He didn’t expect Tanshia Firlo had this talent; she sang beautifully but never sang in daily life.
Lin Yaoyao hugged Zheng Yichen’s neck, crying and laughing, revealing her pent-up feelings, and even Qi Xiangyun was affected. Lin Yaoyao missed her parents, and the young Clan Leader from Qi Family Town missed his forr clan mbers.
Liu Hongzhao didn’t show her feelings like they did, her young face turned cold, and behind her intoxicated eyes was intense self-loathing.
Zheng Yichen, with his Extraordinary ntal perception, could feel strong emotional responses, most likely she recalled her experiences during the Demon Flower Disaster.
"You two, make so space for Hong Zhao."
"Hmph, Brother Chang Qing, you’ve always been partial to her." Lin Yaoyao muttered, gently kicking Zheng Yichen’s leg while drunkenly stating, without any complaint.
It’s all in the past, there’s no need for a contest of who has had a harder life.
It’s better to learn from the uninhibited Tanshia Firlo and sing... upon that thought, her expression beca perplexed; it seed she didn’t know how to sing.
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