The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1125 Luxurious Enjoyment

Chapter 1125 Luxurious Enjoyment
"Holy crap! Where did StarNet go?!"

"You've lost signal too?"

"Damn it, yeah!"

The Taibai Sword Immortal was enjoying a comfortable bath when suddenly several loud shouts came from the side, which cleared his head a little from the steam.

This pool is very comfortable.

The decor is extremely luxurious, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome, and the snow-white marble walls gleaming. There are also many pools in the hall, each with various effects such as strengthening muscles and tendons, improving blood circulation, healing, and enhancing meditation.

Taibai Sword Immortal tried them all.

I felt refreshed, and my skin was all wrinkled.

Right now, I'm soaking in a milk pool that supposedly "whitens the skin."

To be honest, he didn't even look at the efficacy details.

The pond water was snow-white, which was his favorite color.

It's said to be some kind of vacuum chamber milk.

Liu Sheng: [It's not a vacuum chamber, it's a low-gravity chamber. Even cows would die in a vacuum.]

The Taibai Sword Immortal shuddered instantly and clutched his chest.

[Hey, hey, hey, I'm taking a bath, don't peek!]

[…I didn’t watch it.]

[Speaking of which, were those things related to you?]

[Ahem, a little.]

Ugh, I knew it. You can't pretend to be low-key at all.

At that moment, a small floating table laden with food slowly drifted by.

The Taibai Sword Immortal casually picked up a piece of marinated beef, slowly put it in his mouth, took a big sip of the colorful wine, and his eyes quietly drifted to the three young people in the pool next to him.

In terms of appearance, they are all quite handsome.

He had fair skin, sharp features, and a classic aristocratic appearance.

The one in the center is the most handsome.

But his demeanor was sinister, his eyes held a hazy, multicolored glint, and combined with the various multicolored powders and medicines scattered on the floating table beside him—

It's obvious he's been drinking too much.

They are still discussing what exactly happened.

The same interface was displayed on the light screen held in his hand, with a line of text that read in large letters—translated into the limited Federation language fluently spoken by the Taibai Sword Immortal, it meant "No network".

"Wouldn't that mean the world boss would be stolen by someone else?"

"Speaking of which, that BOSS is strange. She's a woman with an Eastern dragon. I wonder if she's a hidden BOSS."

"What a pity about that mount..."

The handsome young man in the middle had been silent until now, but he finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist on the edge of the pool with a bang.

The marble shattered instantly.

The water in the pool splashed and spilled all over the ground.

"My lords, may I ask—"

The waiters waiting in the bathhouse rushed over to inquire, but were driven back by a cold glare from the handsome young man, and could only silently lower their heads to clean up the scene.

"Lord Escher, please don't be angry!"

"Once the network is restored, we'll help you swipe again!"

The two young people standing nearby offered words of comfort.

"How can I not be angry?" Esir's voice was low and dangerous. "What if that hidden boss never appears again? I need to log in right now!"

"this--"

"We'll go ask right away!"

"Hurry up!" Esher glanced at the two of them, finally settling on one of their faces. "Brandon, you go."

Brandon quickly climbed out of the pool.

As soon as I stood up, I was kicked in the buttocks.

Brandon staggered from the kick, but didn't dare to dodge. Instead, he turned around and smiled.

"You played well, sir."

Esher's expression softened. "Get out of here, stop grinning like that."

Another young man quickly lit an "Echo" cigarette, held it to his lips, and whispered:
"Please don't worry, it's probably just a problem with our base station."

Esir took a breath, and the iridescent color spread in his pupils, as if he were being slowly soothed.

So, you see—

"My dear sister is no good at being a CEO; I'd be much better off doing it!"

The person next to him immediately looked around nervously.

In the huge pool, only a fat old man with half his face submerged in the water remained.

He looks unfamiliar, and I sensed him just now; his aura is average, and he seems to have no special abilities.

Judging from his coarse appearance, he wasn't even a nobleman. He was probably a commoner from the outer city who had stumbled upon some incredible luck and managed to get into the inner city for a bit of fun.

So now, even when changing pools, I still deliberately avoid the pool where the old man used to soak, to avoid getting sick.

If Lord Escher hadn't been too busy drawing "Echoes" to deal with him, he probably would have been kicked out long ago.

The young man immersed himself in the hot water and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, yes, of course you are more suitable."

"They were almost there, but then Helena came back, saying she'd found a solution..."

"A solution?" Esir scoffed. "She couldn't even get the Covin back. She can't even defeat the ancient natives, so she's trying to save face! Otherwise, why would she hide as soon as she got back and not even show her face?"

The young man nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, but I am not as good as you."

“But… who can blame me when my dear sister is that woman’s daughter?” A cold smile curled at the corner of Esher’s lips. “But the one my father truly favors is my mother.”

"Yes, yes, of course it's still Madam."

"Besides 'Yes, yes, yes,' do you have any other lines?"

Esir scoffed and flicked his forehead hard.

"Ouch!" The young man exaggeratedly covered his forehead, looking aggrieved. "I was just telling the truth. Your Excellency is so wise and powerful, and everything you say is so correct. What else can I say but 'yes'?"

"You chatterbox."

Esir gave a soft hum, but a smile had already spread across his face.

"However... Andy, you are indeed quite sensible."

"Didn't you complain that working at the port was too boring? I'll transfer you to the opera house later."

Andy's eyes lit up: "Understood, I'll keep an eye on Miss Yuna for you!"

Why are you staring at her?

Eshir leaned back lazily against the poolside.

"There are plenty of women."

"Yes, yes, yes, you are so charming that Miss Yuna or any other lady would be happy to go on a date with you."

"of course."

Esir smiled gently, took a deep breath of "Echo," and floated on the water's surface, completely relaxed.

Just then, Brandon hurried back, wearing a bathrobe.

"Reporting to you, sir, it is said that the entire network of the Kovin Group is down, and we don't know why."

"Then hurry up and send someone outside to check!" Esir glared angrily. "Doesn't even Ozer know what to do?"

"Yes, that's what Ozer plans to do."

"However, he said that once the StarNet is disconnected, the airport's flight permissions will be locked. Now we need to establish an emergency local area network node first, otherwise the ships will not even be able to pass the take-off certification."

How much longer?

Brandon hesitated: "This... Ozer didn't say."

"Useless!" Esir cursed. "This is so annoying, I can't stand it anymore!"

He was about to get up as he spoke.

Water droplets slid down his pale skin.

Brandon quickly ran to get his bathrobe.

But Andy was faster; a bathrobe that had been prepared beforehand was draped over Esher's shoulders in time, and he met Brandon's gaze defiantly as he held the bathrobe and looked on in bewilderment.

"Or... how about we have Miss Yuna keep you company?" Brandon said, forcing himself to speak, trying to regain some of his presence.

“Yuna?” Esir sneered. “She said she has an important performance tonight, and it was Helena who ordered her not to have dinner with me.”

"I think she's just making excuses! That damned woman, does she really think she's the star of the opera house? Doesn't she know who's supporting her?"

He grew angrier as he spoke, and kicked the floating table that had caught up with him into the pool.

The iridescent powder and pills quickly fell into the water, creating a mesmerizing display of colors and releasing a sweet, intoxicating aroma. Andy glared at Brandon and strode forward:
"Yes, yes, Miss Yuna also wants to protect her voice. She is the mainstay of our Covin Opera House. Many people come to our group just to hear her sing. For the sake of the group's interests, it is understandable that she wants to take care of her voice."

"What? Are you pleading for Yuna?"

"How could that be?" Andy chuckled awkwardly. "I'm just thinking about the adults' interests. You are the true heir to the group, and Yuna's voice belongs to the group, which is your wealth. She's protecting your wealth."

Eshir sneered.

The anger had mostly dissipated.

"You really know how to talk."

Andy was secretly pleased with himself, and seizing the opportunity, he said, "How about... we go to the shooting range? I heard that a new batch of targets has arrived, you might like them."

Now, Essilor was completely energized.

His face twitched nervously with excitement, and the whites of his eyes were covered in a mottled pattern.

"Okay, get on with the arrangements."

"clear."

Andy immediately followed.

Brandon, left standing at the back, muttered a curse under his breath:
"lackey."

With a grasp of the polluted water's surface, the floating, colorful patches of water gather as if alive, coalescing into a clump of gel that falls into my hand.

He tucked the gelatinous "echo" into his bathrobe pocket, then, with a smile on his face, quickly followed after him.

……

With a whoosh.

The milky white surface of the water broke apart.

The face of the Taibai Sword Immortal, flushed red, slowly emerged.

"These guys are interesting..."

He narrowed his eyes.

She slowly got up and climbed out of the pool.

A clean set of clothes had been prepared in the dressing room, and it was a noble formal dress from the Kovin Group.

Wearing the clothes, the Taibai Sword Immortal actually looked quite energetic, though his stomach was very constricted.

Just as I was about to complain, the waist of the dress immediately loosened and was adjusted to a very comfortable and slimming size.

The Sword Immortal Taibai looked in the mirror, examined himself again and again, and was very satisfied.

"My lord, you are handsome, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. No, you are more like an ape with a wasp waist."

The young waiter next to him stammered.

She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a face full of freckles, and her ears were so red from nervousness.

"Wow, you know quite a few idioms."

When the Sword Immortal Taibai teased him, he became even more nervous, his face turning as red as if it were about to bleed, and his freckles appeared even deeper.

This young man's name is Luo Ming.

Angela carefully selected this waiter, who was one of the few who had been equipped with a translation chip from the Eastern Empire.

If Lord Liu Sheng had been there, Angela would probably have accompanied him in person.

But since he was only a member of Lord Liu Sheng's household and there was only one person, Angela made an excuse that she was too busy and arranged for him to come over.

However, it may not necessarily be an excuse.

After all, she was the chairman's secretary. Even as the apocalypse approached, the group still needed to operate and there were many things to handle.

For Luo Ming, being assigned such a task was unprecedented.

Everyone wanted to show off in front of the distinguished guests, but they never expected that the opportunity would fall to them.

Luo Ming told the Taibai Sword Immortal that his ancestors were also from the Eastern Empire, and later they immigrated to the Banlan Star. Over time, they didn't really understand the various aspects of the Eastern Empire.

However, in order not to forget where it came from, the translation chip was kept and passed down from generation to generation. Although it was not a particularly expensive type, it could only be used for simple communication.

"Lord Taibai, what do you want to do now? Shall we... Shall we go to the commercial street?" Luo Ming followed closely behind Taibai Sword Immortal.

Taibai Sword Immortal shook his head: "What can I buy?"

"Angela... Miss, give me a card, I can swipe it for anything you want to buy..."

"No need," Taibai Sword Immortal waved his hand. "Let's go to that shooting range."

The footsteps beside her stopped.

"What's the matter with you?"

The Taibai Sword Immortal turned around.

Luo Ming stood still.

His head was lowered, and his hands were clenched into fists at his sides, as if he was enduring something. But soon, he raised his head and forced an ugly smile.

"Okay, I'll... go to the shooting range with you."

Taibai Sword Immortal frowned.

But seeing Luo Ming's expression, he didn't ask any further questions.

A silver teardrop-shaped car glided out of the inner city and into the narrow, dirty alleyways of the outer city.

"The firing range is actually outside the city?"

"……Yes."

Luo Ming's voice was low.

The water droplet then stopped at the entrance of a factory building.

There were no signs, and the exterior walls were covered with colorful vines, but because there was no light, it had an eerie and sinister feel to it.

But once you step inside, the interior is magnificent.

The crystal chandelier sparkled, the luxurious red sofa and the golden coffee table were laden with a dazzling array of snacks and wines.

A girl in a maroon uniform stood behind the counter.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw Luo Ming.

"Luo Ming, what's wrong with you..."

"I came here with a distinguished guest from the group."

Only then did the girl realize that Luo Ming was still wearing a maroon uniform. Looking at the Taibai Sword Immortal, she understood and switched to a professional smile.

"Hello, our firing range offers multiple modes. Which one would you like to experience?"

What mode did the people going in before us use?

“They…” The girl’s expression froze for a moment, “They are in hunting mode.”

Luo Ming clenched his fist again.

Taibai Sword Immortal caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

"Let's go in and take a look too."

Luo Ming opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but in the end he bowed his head and admitted it.

The girl remained silent for a moment.

They were given combat uniforms and two standard weapons.

"Only this weapon can be used inside the arena. If other means are used, the user will be forcibly teleported out of the arena."

"Understood," Luo Ming said in a deep voice.

A coldness and hardness that didn't belong to someone his age appeared on the boy's face.