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Which option should he choose this ti?
Bochang made his decision at a glance.
"Option one!"
"Agreed, I'll et you tonight without fail."
Bochang smiled warmly upon receiving this response, and Stelle's face lit up with a grin as well.
Under normal circumstances, Stelle rarely smiled, but now she suddenly did, looking quite charming.
Bochang quietly savored her smile.
It was pure and innocent, unlike Serval's mature allure, which captivated with every gesture.
The gray-haired girl exuded a refreshing naivety.
Bochang felt an imnse tranquility within, as if purified by divine light.
"All right, then I'll co find you at midnight," said Stelle.
It was currently just past 10 PM, leaving over an hour until midnight.
Plenty of ti remained.
"Don't worry, I'll keep it secret from March and the others; they won't disturb us..." Stelle continued.
She seed to have learned so cunningness, though Bochang wasn't sure if that was entirely good or bad. He simply awaited their eting with anticipation.
Unbeknownst to others, they privately made this arrangent.
The gray-haired girl, feeling content, got up and rejoined March 7th and the others, continuing their stroll around the Divination Commission.
anwhile, the system's voice chid in:
["Rewards being distributed - Congratulations! You have received a prop: Flammable Oolong Tea, a highly alcoholic mixed beverage. Please consu with caution. Note: This type of prop may..."]
"Alcohol? Perfect, another guest for the Trash Lounge."
Bochang disregarded both the Flammable Oolong Tea and the Universal Key, as well as the Cyber Flying Sword.
Instead, he promptly took out the round-frad sunglasses.
These glasses were virtually identical to the ones Kafka wore.
Without hesitation, Bochang put them on.
In that instant, the entire world appeared transford.
Already dark due to the night, it beca even darker. If not for the bright streetlights of the Divination Commission,
With these sunglasses on, Bochang would have to be exceptionally cautious even while walking.
At that mont, Qingque approached and asked, "Huh? Why did you suddenly put on sunglasses?"
Bochang glanced at her through the round-frad shades.
Under their power, Qingque's clothing offered no resistance whatsoever. Bochang's gaze effortlessly penetrated the fabric, reaching...straight to her internal organs.
The scene before him was starkly black and white.
Although he could clearly see the complete contours of her body,
it...
simply felt devoid of any intrigue, unable to arouse even a hint of interest.
"Unveiled portraits... they're just too revealing."
If Bochang had to describe his current experience, it felt like...
He imagined himself viewing MRI scans.
"If doctors got hold of these sunglasses, they'd surely be ecstatic..."
Unfortunately, Bochang wasn't a doctor. Possessing such glasses served no purpose for him, almost akin to squandering valuable resources.
"Oh right... I could give these as a gift to Natasha; she would definitely appreciate them." Bochang's thoughts drifted far away, from Xianzhou all the way to Belobog.
However...
His gaze remained fixed on Qingque, and through the sunglasses' lenses, his eyes appeared indiscernible, making her slightly uneasy.
"What kind of look is that... it feels quite strange," the mahjong girl couldn't help but cross her arms again. "I need to discuss sothing with you... please act normal and stop staring so intensely."
"Uh... okay." Bochang snapped back to reality, "What did you say?"
Taking a deep breath, Qingque unconsciously skipped so words and added others, saying, "I asked... why did you suddenly put on those sunglasses, and also... there's sothing I want to talk about with you. Would it be alright if I briefly interrupt your ti?"
In response to the mahjong girl's questions, Bochang answered one by one.
"I just wanted to try out wearing sunglasses, surely there's nothing wrong with that, right? As for talking... no problem at all. What do you wish to discuss? I'm here to listen."
"It's not illegal, but it feels odd seeing you like this, sowhat reminiscent of... that who? Kafka! Yes, she also wore these round-frad sunglasses," Qingque stated confidently.
Bochang lifted the round-frad sunglasses to his forehead and asked, "Does it feel even more similar now?"
Undeniably, after raising the sunglasses, Bochang felt considerably more at ease. The world around him began to appear vibrant and colorful. Even Qingque seed noticeably prettier compared to her previous exposed state.
Seeing his nonchalant deanor, the Mahjong Girl gently pressed her forehead with frustration and said, "Never mind, let's change the topic."
"Sure, whatever you prefer." Bochang remained indifferent as he sat on the steps, unconsciously studying Qingque.
With her azure-colored short skirt revealing a pair of graceful, shapely legs, she didn't wear any stockings or tights - just like Stelle on March 7th.
"I'm just curious, when you teleported us into the Divination Commission earlier... what exactly happened?"
Qingque had been wanting to ask this question for quite so ti. However, with monster attacks, door openings, and subsequent haste to travel, followed by the Master Diviner assigning tasks such as reactivating the Matrix of Prescience, she never found the opportunity.
Only now, during their brief respite...
did Qingque feel inclined to inquire about it. Based on the reactions of March 7th and others at that mont, they seed to possess a similar eerie teleportation ability. How could one not be curious?
"Oh...you an the teleportation rings? These are just small gadgets I have; they possess the ability to teleport."
Bochang displayed the silvery-white teleportation ring on his hand to Qingque, showing no intention of hiding it.
"So that's what they are... Yes, March 7th and the others also wore them. I thought they were rely decorative pieces, never realizing they had teleportation capabilities. But... considering the Divination Commission strictly prohibits spatial teleportation, how did you manage to succeed?"
"This is not even remotely scientific," Qingque muttered, counting on her fingers as she continued to calculate sothing.
Bochang shook his head, "Well... I'm not entirely sure myself. I just tried it on a whim at that mont."
Indeed, he had simply given it a test run.
In doing so, one energy unit of the teleportation ring was depleted.
Fortunately, another unit was replenished earlier this morning, ensuring Bochang always had one unit available for ergencies.
With his life-saving equipnt—the Holy Shield—currently in its cooldown phase,
Bochang's only remaining last-ditch survival option was the teleportation ring.
However, using that energy unit also allowed him to obtain the Universal Key, which he still held so expectations for due to its potential capabilities.
Bochang looked at the Mahjong Maiden and said, "Let's set aside these topics for now. Qingque, has Master Diviner responded to you?"
"Huh? Not sure, I was busy dealing with March 7th and them, and completely forgot to check my phone."
Feeling embarrassed, Qingque scratched her head.
Bochang remained silent, montarily at a loss for words.
Following Bochang's reminder, the mahjong girl checked her phone and discovered that Fu Xuan had issued instructions not long ago.
In summary, they were advised to rest well today. Tomorrow, with Qingque leading the group, they would explore the local customs and culture of Xianzhou.
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