Black Book

Chapter 113: Aboriginal Behavior, Don’t Rise to the Advent

"Damn it, jumping two levels in one year, [Divine Destiny] can't be that abnormal, right?"

"It's okay that he's grown amazingly, but the key is that he's so handsome. I really feel a little uncomfortable..."

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Noticing that everyone was not shy about talking about the crickets, Zhu Haomiao smiled shyly and said modestly.

"It's just a small improvement. Compared with my senior brothers and sisters, I'm still far behind."

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"........."

"........."

Although he knew that what Zhu Haomiao said was the truth, he was still far behind everyone who had the [Golden Dragon Emblem].

But somehow, everyone had a feeling of discomfort as if they were being manipulated by him.

Silver a year, this is just a small improvement? !
How far do you want to go in two years?
Going to heaven?
Do you know how many years and hardships it took us to get to where we are today? !

Everyone smacked their lips, feeling sad, and couldn't help looking at each other, turning their grief and anger into drinking, and clinking glasses with each other.

Relying on the four-dimensional stomach with the power of [Gluttony], Zhu Haomiao accepted everyone who came and drank with them. His generous attitude broke the subtle barrier of jealousy and made the group of people like him more.

Apart from the fact that he was pretending to be so annoying, this guy was pretty straightforward...

Sometimes it is just that simple to bring people closer. After a big drink, everyone at the table is already blushing and starts calling each other brothers.

"Brother Shui, do you know what day it will be in a few months?"

"Brother Rong, my name is haomiao, which means vast waves."

"I understand, Shuidi, no problem Shuidi!"

"........."

Looking at An Rong whose tongue had begun to become tied, Zhu Haomiao was speechless and hesitated. In the end, he gave up correcting him and quietly changed the subject.

Forget it, call me whatever you like...

"So, is there some special day in a few months?"

"Hehe~~"

An Rong smiled evilly, put his arm around Zhu Haomiao's shoulders, and slowly uttered two words.

"Jiawu!"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Zhu Haomiao understood something in an instant. He stared at An Rong and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Jiawu?"

"That's right! Jiawu!"

Hearing this, everyone at the table looked at each other tacitly and smiled knowingly.

Without any words, everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together in the warm atmosphere.

"Jiawu!"

"Jiawu!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

In the excitement and impatience, everyone drank the wine in their glasses, but they didn't notice that at the next table not far away, several men with short hair and wearing Gakuen uniforms looked at each other in confusion.

"What are these Chinese people laughing at?"

"Yeah, what's so funny?"

"I don't know, is the Jiawu year a special year?"…………

After a quiet discussion, several people turned their attention to a young man at the table.

"Tazaki-kun, you come from a family of scholars and are well-informed. Do you know what they are laughing at?"

Yusuke Tasaki, who was sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmly took off the silver family emblem on his chest, hid it in his pocket, and grinned dryly.

"I don't know, maybe it's some special local anniversary..."

How could I not know!
Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895!

These petty guys have been holding a grudge for over a hundred years!!

I review and study the situation every day, and all I think about is revenge!
Especially in this modern historical fantasy world, every time their memories are evoked, it is that the team battle can be lost, but the Japanese must die!
The only consolation is that the current fantasy world is not the World War II timeline, and there are several major powers such as Britain, the United States, and the United States in the front to attract hatred, so that their firepower will not be concentrated on our family...

Slowly exhaling, Yusuke Tasaki glanced at the dazzling golden [Dragon Emblems] on the next table with the corner of his eye, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again, and swallowed his saliva.

Indigenous behavior, please do not rise to the Advent!
It is inhumane to massacre the contestants, even if there is a grudge!

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"Hiccup~"

After a slight burp, Zhu Haomiao strolled alone on the Bund sidewalk, his mind echoing with the casual chats he had with An Rong.

Over the past year, An Rong and his friends have been searching for the real thing all over the world, and only recently returned to Shanghai to participate in the second stage of the competition.

Once they get enough points, they will start the next round of treasure hunting adventure without stopping. They will not gather again until a certain time point next year to prepare to make some big news.

As expected... For these old hands, the Ascension Tournament itself is not a high priority. At least in the early stages of the relaxed competition, their focus will be on finding the [real thing] and honing their own strength...

Should I study hard and travel around looking for opportunities?
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Haomiao shook his head imperceptibly.

It takes a long time for normal people to learn martial arts and break through bottlenecks, so they can travel around and slowly look for opportunities.

But you can rely on [greed] and [laziness] to skip the intermediate steps, practice with one click, and break through with one click!
Therefore, guarding the [Yanhuang Arsenal] is one's greatest opportunity!

The vast amount of skills in [Yanhuang Arsenal] are an inexhaustible treasure for you!
Unless... I have enough contribution points to exchange all the skills I need for storage in the dragon emblem, and can call them at any time...

Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully and walked towards the International Settlement.

Dozens of minutes later, after passing through an invisible film, a bustling hall with a lot of people came into view. Young boys and girls of all races were coming and going, and all kinds of strange languages ​​were echoing in my ears.

Looking at the noisy scene, Zhu Haomiao lowered the brim of his cloak hood to cover his eye-catching facial features, walked through the crowd in a low-key manner, and found Wang Hua who was drooling.

"I told you, the schedule is full. The earliest it will be until next Monday! Cutting in line? We don't allow cutting in line here!!"

"Senior Brother Wang."

Wang Hua, who was roaring, didn't even turn his head and waved his hands impatiently.

"Wait a minute, let me take this... um? Junior Brother Zhu?!"

As if recognizing Zhu Haomiao's voice, Wang Hua suddenly turned around in the middle of his speech, and his impatient expression instantly turned into joy.

"Why are you here? Xiaosun, please help me receive him."

Handing over the work at hand to the subordinate next to him, Wang Hua took Zhu Haomiao and went straight up to the second floor.

"You are a kid who never comes to visit for no reason. Tell me, are you short of contribution points again?"

Listening to Wang Hua's teasing words, Zhu Haomiao grinned awkwardly.

"Brother Wang, you know that I'm growing too fast. I want to use actual combat to adapt to the new skills, strength, and realm..."

"Oh right, I practiced [Accumulating Explosive Strength] last time, but I haven't had the chance to use it until today..."

Wang Hua: “…………”

(End of this chapter)