My Text-Based Cultivation Game

That wretched child.

"In short, don't forget our plan," the middle-aged man surnamed Gu emphasized again. "We'll be loyal to the authorities, steal if we can, and absolutely not fight against the dark web!"

"What if we really run into that?" Huo Yu asked.

"Can't you run? What's the point of having legs? What's the point of me asking Brother Feng to arrange a car to pick us up?"

"Hmm... I finally became an Awakened One, why do I still have to be subservient to others?"

Huo Yu muttered under her breath, clearly dissatisfied.

"Hey kid, you should have been thrown into the suicide squad."

"Oh? Really?"

Huo Yu looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Gu with a face full of anticipation, seemingly pleasantly surprised.

"..."

Go to hell!

The middle-aged man surnamed Gu, deciding to ignore Huo Yu, directly ordered, "Wait another hour, then we'll set off disguised as tourists!"

A certain degree of disguise is still necessary. Ordinary people may not notice it, but those who are paying attention will find it easy to spot. Even the number of police officers patrolling the streets has increased by 30% to 40% compared to usual.

When the appointed time arrived, the group seemed to be aimlessly wandering like tourists, but in reality, they were slowly approaching the suburbs where Wen Yushu lived.

Around 6 p.m., the group, looking tired from shopping, found a restaurant to eat.

At 7 p.m., after finishing their dinner, the three of them headed straight to a nearby bar.

At 8 p.m., the three men, completely drunk, helped each other into a hotel.

At 9 p.m., three people dressed in black bodysuits, who looked suspiciously like perverts, were walking through the woods in the nearby suburbs.

These three people were undoubtedly the middle-aged man surnamed Gu, Huo Yu, and Chen Yang.

This was their pre-arranged plan: to approach the location of the tree spirit in a very reasonable way, and then to create a very reasonable alibi.

Well, apart from getting completely drunk within an hour, everything else seemed perfectly normal and reasonable.

But what if the police raid the hotel?

That's alright, there's Uncle Feng's companion spirit in the four-person room—a puppet doll.

After spiritual energy is injected into these puppet dolls, the puppet dolls will automatically expand to simulate the appearance and body shape of the person who injected the spiritual energy.

It looks exactly like the real thing.

But that's all it can do. The simulated person has some life characteristics, but no ability to move, and is no different from a corpse.

He was no different from a drunk person.

"No, boss! There's another thing that doesn't make sense!"

As Huo Yu wandered through the forest, he suddenly questioned the plan that had already begun to be implemented.

"The plan was made a long time ago, why the hell are you now bringing up unreasonable things?!" the middle-aged man surnamed Gu complained speechlessly, but then he still said, "Fine, just say what you're thinking!"

"I was thinking of saying this at the bar earlier, boss, with your status and age, you should have hired a few girls to have on your left and right at that nightclub-like bar!"

"..."

"Are you out of your mind? Do you think I'm that kind of weirdo?!"

"Boss, you're not," Chen Yang quickly interjected, "but Huo Yu is definitely mentally ill."

"Sister Yang, don't talk nonsense! Look at this tight-fitting outfit, even I think it's perverted!"

"..."

So that's the reason?

The labor and management team used their connections to get these combat uniforms from abroad, and you're telling me this thing is weird?

The two were speechless and chose to ignore Huo Yu, this lunatic.

After speeding through the forest for another two minutes, Chen Yang glanced at the tracking watch on his wrist and reminded the middle-aged man surnamed Gu, "Boss, the designated rendezvous point is two hundred meters ahead!"

"OK".

The middle-aged man surnamed Gu responded and slowed his pace. He then took out a small bell from the pouch at his waist, held it between his fingers, and shook it gently.

"Ring ring~"

Immediately, a strange wave, accompanied by the sound of bells, spread outwards.

After closing his eyes and sensing for a moment, the middle-aged man surnamed Gu nodded. "Let's go. I can sense Brother Feng. There's no one else around."

"Isn't anyone else here?" Hearing the middle-aged man surnamed Gu say that no one was around, Huo Yu simply shouted loudly, "Hey! Uncle Feng! Are you there?"

"What the hell are you yelling about?!"

"Boss, didn't you say there was no one around here?"

"I……"

"Hey! I'm here!"

Before the middle-aged man surnamed Gu could finish speaking, a loud response came from afar.

"No, why are you even responding!"

This old man and this young man are truly speechless!

Speechless, the middle-aged man surnamed Gu still led Chen Yang and Huo Yu quickly toward the direction from which the response came.

"Uncle Feng, it's one thing for Huo Yu to act recklessly, but why are you just as careless as him?"

In the bushes, a tall, burly man scratched his head as the middle-aged man surnamed Gu approached and questioned him. "Anyway, Xiao Huo has already shouted. I figured if we're exposed, it won't make a difference if I shout it out once."

"..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Gu shook his head helplessly and rubbed his forehead. At this moment, he sighed again, "One is a reckless fellow and the other is a stubborn one. This team is really damn hard to manage!"

"Alright, Feng-ge, where's the gear?"

"Oh, here it is."

The burly man pulled a briefcase from the bushes behind him. The middle-aged man surnamed Gu opened it, revealing a variety of knives neatly arranged inside.

"Tsk, boss." Huo Yu seemed a little disappointed after seeing the knives. "You specifically sent Uncle Feng here with these things to make way for us, making it so mysterious. I thought they were firearms, but this is all?"

"Making guns in Xia Country? Are you crazy or am I? Besides, these weapons aren't as simple as you think. These are spiritual weapons I created after studying the reactions of various elements and spiritual energy. Do you even know how damn expensive the elements at the end of the periodic table are? I can't afford any of them!"

"Is it really that amazing?"

Huo Yu drew a long sword resembling a horizontal blade and said with a hint of disbelief.

Ha ha.

Look, these are clear eyes that haven't been tainted by knowledge.

"Why don't you try it yourself and see?"

Huo Yu tried to channel a wisp of spiritual energy into the horizontal sword in his hand. Instantly, the blade seemed to be heated to a bright red. Then, with a "whoosh!" sound, a burst of fire suddenly appeared on the blade, illuminating the darkness in the forest.

"Holy crap! That's awesome, boss! This is like game gear!"

"Hmph, although I'm a businessman, I studied materials science in college." The middle-aged man surnamed Gu smiled smugly, then added, "But don't fucking keep using it. This is a one-time use weapon. The elements inside are used up little by little. Once the elements are used up, this weapon will be no different from an ordinary sword."

"That's awesome! Boss, with such awesome equipment, why don't we take advantage of this quiet time and just charge in and chop that tree demon down!"

"Heh, nobody?" The middle-aged man surnamed Gu shook his head and gestured westward with his lip. "Do you know how many people are over there?"

"what?"

"Just wait, the show is about to begin."