The outside world was changing rapidly, and the city was about to be devoured by the terrifying Evil Power Cloud Sea, but sadly, Xia Feng was unaware of these matters.
At this mont, he was sitting bored at the bar, inhaling the fragrance of the liquor, experiencing a mont of tranquility.
Since there was only one bartender, the challenges had to take place in order, with six people in front of Xia Feng, which ant three pairs of challengers.
Absurdly, each pair took nearly an hour to compete, wearing Xia Feng out until he yawned. It was not until two hours later, when all three pairs had ended in a draw, that he suddenly woke up.
"Dear guests, due to the popularity of our establishnt, if this has caused you any inconvenience, Mino hereby apologizes," the bartender said with an apologetic smile and a graceful bow.
Popular? Xia Feng glanced at so pale-faced, bloodshot-eyed people in the distance, who hardly looked welcoming.
"These individuals are mbers of the Divine Evil Association who made mistakes; they didn’t co here voluntarily~" the jester by the side, who had been enjoying the spectacle, chuckled lowly. "Mysterious Sir, are you sure you want to take up the challenge with odds of choosing 90 out of 100?"
"Of course."
Upon achieving victory at the highest standard, one could obtain one of the Stone Dissolving elents; Xia Feng specifically needed the Water Solving Stone to enhance and solidify the power of his Spiritual Artifact, coupled with an additional two grams of Infinite Stone—quite a profitable haul.
Hearing this confident declaration from the mysterious man in the black spade, the jester narrowed his eyes and exchanged a glance with a withered man.
The withered man looked terrible and said anxiously, "Save ."
The jester pondered for a mont and nodded, "Alright, for the sake of Boss Yu, who has supplied us with so much rchandise, I’ll lend you a hand."
"Ladies and gentlen, the next round of gas will start in ten minutes, please prepare yourselves," the bartender announced with a smile.
The jester patted the withered man’s shoulder, chuckling softly, "Hang tight, brother, I’ll find you so help."
With that, he vanished from the spot and instantly appeared in a conference room.
Plastered along the walls of the conference room were dust-covered stickers that read: "Physicians and patients in harmony, service with heart, patients’ peace of mind, family’s relief."
It seed to be a hospital conference room.
At that mont inside the room, a dozen or so figures were either seated or standing.
A man at the front, wearing heart-shaped sunglasses and draped in a red mink coat, sat in the main seat, casually embracing two enchantingly figured won. The three were kissing each other obliviously while others did their own thing by the side, giving the scene a slightly eerie feel.
"Lord Nine, the invasion is still too slow. The Imperial Gate has already dispatched the ’Eighth Disciple’; if he arrives—"
"Don’t worry, that piece of shit disciple won’t make it to Zone 51." The man in the mink coat released the woman’s mouth and twisted his slightly sore neck, grinning, "But to prevent any possibility, Lan Hu, go deploy ten more perfect Evil Spirits to hasten the expansion of the fissure."
Lan Hu, with his finely textured blue hair and a towering height of nearly two ters, his explosive muscles turning his white short-sleeve shirt into a tight-fitting tank top, frowned and replied in a deep voice, "But Lord Nine, we only have nine Evil Spirits left."
"Nine, huh...."
Lord Nine released the woman’s mouth again, pondered for a mont, then suddenly grabbed her neck and gently pinched, ’crack—’ like a balloon being popped, blood and flesh splattered, and the woman fell from her seat, landing in a pool of blood, her eyes open in death.
"There we go, now we have ten," Lord Nine said calmly.
Lan Hu’s expression changed slightly, his face looking a bit distressed, "Lord Nine, she was my woman, how could you...."
"Oh, co on now." Lord Nine licked the blood that had splattered to his lips, waved his hand and chuckled sinisterly, "Once we’ve taken over this city, you can have any woman you want. I heard there are quite a few female celebrities in Zone 51~"
ntioning the female celebrities, Lan Hu imdiately put the woman on the ground out of his mind, his eyes sparkling, his mouth cracking into a foolish grin, "True, I heard that Mu Qingtong from the Spirit Song Contest is actually from Zone 51, hehe~"
"Mu Qingtong?"
Suddenly, a person stepped out from the corner, interjecting excitedly, "Yes, the person I spoke of is engaged to Mu Qingtong; help kill him, and Mu Qingtong is yours!"
"Yan Xujia, you still haven’t captured Cha Naixue for us, and you dare order us around?" soone said displeasedly.
Yan Xujia looked listless, his eyes surrounded by dark circles, his expression slightly sunk, "I told you, I have to head to the Southern Border tomorrow. How can I help you if you don’t find a way to keep in Zone 51?!"
Moreover, Cha Naixue, that shaless bitch, had completely lost trust in him, and he felt his genuine feelings were cruelly betrayed. He truly liked her and was even willing to be her dog!
But what about that woman? In the end, she just gave up on him, not even visiting him once during his hospital stay!
He was, after all, the son of a Marquis!
"Cha Naixue, oh Cha Naixue, if you are unkind, then don’t bla for being unrighteous!" Yan Xujia sneered in his heart. Since I can’t have you, you might as well die.
"Alright, stop the noise," soone spoke, looking at the clown, "Clown, is the intruder not dealt with yet?"
"Ran into so trouble, ca back to find a helper."
The clown chuckled and scanned around before finally focusing on Yan Xujia, "As a new mber of the Association, how about lending a hand?"
"What?" Yan Xujia ca back to his senses, puzzled.
"Just follow and you’ll know."
"Clown, if the intruder is tough to handle, it’s also fine to trap them in the Calamity Realm first. Important matters should take precedence," Lord Nine said.
"Don’t worry, it will be quick."
When the clown brought Yan Xujia along, Xia Feng was sowhat surprised. Calculating the days, it was still three days until Yan Xujia was to be dispatched to the Southern Border. He had planned to assassinate Yan Xujia as he left Zone 51 and entered the ’Eternal Flow Sea’ area, but it seed it might not be necessary to wait that long.
"How about this, clown, I will personally offer you eighty million to help kill Xia Feng," Yan Xujia still hadn’t given up.
Mr. Black Spade: "?"
"Of course, if you can capture him alive, that’s even better! I want him to taste the despair of having his roots cut off!" A cold gleam flashed in Yan Xujia’s eyes.
Mr. Black Spade: "??"
Great, plotting right in front of , huh.
It seed Xia Feng needed to find a way to secretly take this guy out; otherwise, he would always have to guard against his attacks, which was utterly nauseating. Xia Feng sighed internally, "Gentlen, could we stop the chit-chat, please? Let’s start the ga, I’m really short on ti."
"Mr. Black Spade, you’re a Pure Human, aren’t you?" The clown ignored Yan Xujia’s deal.
"Of course."
"Well, I must say, Mr. Human, I quite admire your confident deanor," the clown tossed two black cards to the bartender with a sardonic smile, "Mino, give this mysterious Mr. Human a Double Card. Give my friend here a Helper Card."
The two cards transford into black light and directly entered the bartender’s brow. The bartender looked at Xia Feng and spoke in a calm voice: "Double Card activated. This round, you’ll need to drink an additional glass of wine per turn."
"Helper Card activated." He then looked at the withered man, "This guest can seek an additional participant as a teammate for the battle."
"???" Xia Feng’s face was full of question marks.
Great, cheating, huh? Well... my cheat is even bigger~~
Seeing this, the withered man finally sighed in relief.
Although the clown, due to so reasons, couldn’t participate in the ga, the accumulated ga props cards could still help him through tough tis; this was indeed a silver lining amidst misfortune.
Two people drinking for one, plus the Black Spade person was given a Double Card, he really didn’t believe this guy could beat him.
"The ti has co, gentlen."
The bartender looked at Xia Feng, the polite smile fading, his lips curling into a sinister smirk, his eyes briefly caressing mockery, "Guest, as the challenger, you have the right to go first, start your performance now."
This was his first encounter with a human of the highest challenge level, and probably the last ti too. The taste of a soul so arrogantly foolish and boundless in its stupidity should be quite delectable.
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