Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

(Thanks to Xin Xin from Donghua Prefecture for the amazing gift! (*╹▽╹*))

Ye Chenyang was the kind of person who was clean-cut and capable, and whose image made people feel at ease and reliable.

Now, he was standing next to a young man with a scar near his eye and a sinister look, who even seemed somewhat sinister.

Jiang Mian leaned closer, wagging her tail and sniffing carefully.

Even the flavor was completely masked, leaving only a faint trace of "chaos".

Isn't this the [Formless] power that was separated from her?!

"Tsk tsk..."

Jiang Mian pinched his cheek and rubbed his chin, instantly dispelling his cold demeanor.

"Okay, Mianmian, it's me."

Ye Chenyang grabbed the mischievous little hands and said helplessly.

Seeing the familiar expression on his face, Jiang Mian leaned closer and nuzzled his cheek.

"Brother Ye, it's usable so quickly?"

"Um."

Ye Chenyang placed a kiss on her forehead.

"The fusion is very high, it just happens naturally. It's all thanks to... um!"

Jiang Mian quickly covered his mouth.

She knew best how the power of the "Formless" within him had grown.

Aside from meditating and absorbing within the [world], most of it is exchanged during the fusion of the two.

What is this? Is it dual cultivation?

"Alright, alright, let's go into the city!"

She changed the subject and pulled Ye Chenyang toward the long queue at the foot of the city wall.

……

The rain seemed to be getting heavier.

"Ten Tier 4 cores? Why don't you just rob them!"

"Come in or not, next!"

"you--"

"Next!"

The bearded man at the front of the line gritted his teeth and finally pulled out the "toll" while cursing.

"Hmph, that's more like it."

The guard casually pushed the core into the storage box under the table.

There are two types of "toll fees": either calamity cores or soul crystals. They are divided into three tiers based on quality. One low-level soul crystal is equivalent to ten fourth-tier cores.

The line continued to incline forward.

Behind them, some newcomers, upon hearing that there was also a "toll," felt their hearts sink and slunk away along the city wall.

Having wandered in the fog for so many days and nearly lost their lives, how could they have the energy to dig out the core?

But it's already evening, and it's even raining. There's a risk of fog and tides coming at any time, which would only make it more dangerous.

With no other option, they had to settle for second best and risk staying overnight in the "Fourth District" outside the city walls.

However, it wasn't just them; some of the "veterans" here couldn't help but complain as well:

"Last month it was only five pills, how come the price has suddenly doubled?"

As soon as the thin man spoke, someone nearby immediately echoed his words:

"Not only that, I've heard that some newcomers are even forced to pay a 'landing fee,' and if they don't, they have to owe it."

He seemed to get more and more excited as the topic of spending money came up.

"Tsk tsk... That amount is enough to buy a top-tier four-star alien weapon. Who can afford that?"

"What a pity, such a cushy job won't come my way."

"?"

The first skinny man to speak up glanced at him and gave him a "I knew it" look.

"What are you looking at?"

He squinted, his right hand already resting on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The skinny man shook his head and didn't say anything, because it was his turn and there was no need to fight this guy.

The two quickly and successfully entered the city.

But when it came to the next person, the guard couldn't help but take another look.

"New here?"

Ye Chenyang raised his head, stared at him coldly, and casually placed the "toll" on the table.

"What's up?"

That look in his eyes made it seem like he was about to suddenly burst into a murderous attack.

"He's definitely a ruthless person!"

The guard instinctively wanted to back away, but the thought of having someone backing him up stopped him in his tracks.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat, hesitated for a long time, and finally managed to say "Please come in."

Ye Chenyang didn't even glance at him, and went into the city on his own.

Damn it...

Watching his retreating figure, the guard cursed inwardly.

Only he knows the bittersweet experience of getting this lucrative job.

Relying on the backing of others, he had been collecting tolls at the South Gate for more than half a year, and had long since developed a bad temper.

What he just witnessed was an utter disgrace to him!

"puff!"

"Haha, Qin Shou, that coward..."

He was even more embarrassed when he heard undisguised laughter from his compatriots nearby.

Qin Shou was at least a mid-stage fifth-order cultivator. If he stomped his foot at the South Gate, who entering the city wouldn't have to bow and scrape?

I was actually scared by a look today. How am I supposed to face people now that word gets out?

We need to find someone easy to bully and get our revenge!

Just then, the next person to enter the city stood in front of the table.

He wore a dark windbreaker with the hood pulled down low, his hands were in his pockets, and the half of his face that was exposed was unnaturally pale, making him look weak.

Qin Shou's eyes lit up.

You are the one!

"Take off your hat."

He deliberately raised his voice, making it loud and clear, a stark contrast to his previous timid and submissive demeanor.

"?"

Stop looking, it's you!

Jiang Mian paused for a moment, then raised her right hand and slowly lowered the hood covering her head.

Her long silver hair cascaded down, reflecting a dazzling luster in the dim light.

Upon seeing her face clearly, Qin Shou couldn't help but catch his breath.

He was not well-educated and could not describe what her face looked like, but he felt that even the scales at the corners of her eyes had a kind of eerie beauty.

Wait, scales?

A patient with a disease?!

Or is he a rare individual afflicted by a natural disaster?!

Qin Shou's heart skipped a beat.

In normal base cities, those with the disease are people that normal people avoid like the plague.

And when we got to this part, it got even more outrageous.

Normal people will weigh the pros and cons when they fight, and if they can't win, they'll run away.

The diseased patients are different; the string in their minds can snap at any moment, and once they get going, they're relentless and determined to fight to the death.

They don't care who's behind you, they just do it.

Getting involved with a diseased person is like stepping on a time bomb.

In particular, [Natural Calamities] are notoriously violent, compared to the unpredictability of [Chaos] and the bloodlust of [Slaughter].

These three are notoriously difficult to deal with, in no particular order.

[Silent Death] excels at ambushes, while [Nightmare] is cunning and has slightly higher rationality. They are much easier to deal with in a direct confrontation, but they are vulnerable to being tricked.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Mian gently slapped the "toll" in her hand on the table, making a crisp sound.

Qin Shou instinctively wanted to wave her away and let her pass.

But just then, I heard my colleagues making sarcastic remarks from behind.

"Hey, Qin Shou, you got scared out of your wits earlier, now you can't even stop a woman?"

"That's right, our new regulations say we'll charge newlyweds a 'landing fee.' That person just went by; we should at least collect that fee, right?"

"Not only that, but if one portion is missing, you'll have to pay double! Qin Shou, you don't want to pay for this yourself, do you?"

The two of them, working in unison, put Qin Shou right on the fire.

Originally, they should have chosen the easiest targets to collect the "landing fees." As long as the total amount met the target, they could make up for the shortfall themselves, and the methods were not limited.

But these two are acting strangely today, determined to embarrass him.

Qin Shou's face turned a deep purplish-red.

The atmosphere has reached this point. If he lets them go without saying a word, how will he ever be able to hold his head high at the South Gate again?

"Cough cough."

Qin Shou cleared his throat and said, forcing himself to speak:

"not enough!"