Superpowered Love Academy

However, Zuo Le also encountered situations where his attack power was insufficient, such as when facing a martial artist like Scarface.

No assassin would pass up the opportunity to increase their attack power.

Ghostly Return + Stardust Fragments + ?

"One more material is missing..."

Zuo Le lowered his head, retied the bag, and casually held it in his hand.

"This one will do."

He looked up at Xu Jing, who was smoking and her gaze was aimlessly sweeping across the distant dock.

Xu Jing looked at the small bag in Zuo Le's hand, her tone filled with curiosity:

"You didn't actually find something good, did you? What is this thing?"

“Stardust fragments, after processing, can be used as projectiles or arrowheads.”

Zuo Le didn't hide it much, but he didn't mention that this thing could enhance melee weapons.

The items that make it to this place for smuggling and trading with the lawless zone must have been screened. He doesn't seek to find any bargains; he'd be happy if he could find some items with synthetic value.

“In the past, Zhuoken would keep some things after each shipment, but not too much,” Xu Jing reminded him.

Can I get it every time a shipment is made?

Is this the benefit of being the boss?

Zuo Le immediately remembered that he had found 50 grams of spirit dust on Zhuo Ken's corpse, but Tu Mi had taken it and never returned it to him.

That CS guy is terrible!

"Understood. So, my task from now on is to trade here?"

Xu Jing raised an eyebrow, her tone playful:

"It's not that simple. We ship once a week, and Mushroom Forest will send someone to pick it up."

Similarly, the mushroom forest will also ship goods, but they only ship once a month. You'll have to go yourself or find someone you trust to do it then.

Zuo Le felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. Clearly, this was not a safe job, and he was far from happy.

But there's only one chance a month to visit the mushroom forest...

Could this be considered a ticket to a lawless zone?

Chapter 51 You promised me!

What is the outside world like?

The so-called lawless zone refers to human settlements that are not governed by the Lightbringers.

Going a step further...

What about the Dark Zone or the Ash Zone?

These places are bound to be dangerous, but along with danger come opportunities, which may be his way of obtaining extraordinary materials.

Resources and channels are what truly make someone a decision-maker.

"Is this the boss's business?" Zuo Le asked curiously.

"You're being nosy," Xu Jing reminded her.

"Sorry, it was my fault. I shouldn't have asked that question." Zuo Le immediately realized his mistake and shrugged in apology.

"It's nothing, but the significance of this condition far outweighs that of the Egret Bar. You must remember that," Xu Jing reminded her once again.

"Understood. So when is the next time we go to the Mushroom Forest?" This was what Zuo Le cared about.

“Scarface thwarted the last deal; the next one won’t be for another three weeks.”

Three weeks later?

Having obtained the exact time, Zuo Le raised an eyebrow slightly. Twenty-one days was still plenty of time for him.

The cooldown from the false creator alone is enough to complete six cycles.

Zuo Le is not the type of person who procrastinates on everything.

If given the opportunity, he would convert all the resources he currently possesses into immediate combat power.

Now that the False Creator's talent has been enhanced and he has obtained Stardust Fragments, Zuo Le plans to upgrade his weapon.

With only one piece of material missing, 21 days should be enough time to allow for error.

"Don't worry, Sister Jing, I will manage this channel well."

Xu Jing patted Zuo Le's shoulder forcefully, still carrying the resentment of a middle-aged woman who had been rejected:

“Although we haven’t had much contact, you’re really ruthless when it comes to getting things done. If you do a good job here, the boss won’t treat us unfairly.”

Zuo Le didn't mind at all, and even bowed slightly.

He instantly transformed from a ruthless upstart in the underworld into a model student:

"That's natural, Zuo Zi is all thanks to Sister Jing's support."

The two waited at the old gate, chatting about the past of the Black Snake Gang and his upcoming precautions.

It was 8 p.m., which seemed a little early.

A small boat slowly paddled along the water and docked at the old sluice gate.

"So early?" Zuo Le asked in surprise.

"At this time, with people coming and going, it won't be noticed."

Xu Jing explained, then stepped forward and raised her hand, instantly creating an ice path in front of the boat.

A man carrying a large sword and wearing a hat stepped off the ship and walked along the icy path to Zuo Le and Xu Jing.

"Mr. You!"

Xu Jing bowed slightly, but the other person ignored her and pointed to the trunk of the van:

Is that all?

"Yes, that's all."

Xu Jing had just nodded when the man made a very exaggerated move.

He closed the box, locked it, and then chained it. Then, surprisingly, he used both hands to pull the box out of the trunk and carried it on his head.

Zuo Le was shocked by his power.

Just based on this power alone, it's at least on par with Scarface, or even stronger!

Watching the man slowly board the ship, Zuo Le couldn't help but speak:

Are all the people transporting the goods martial artists?

Xu Jing smiled:

"So what kind of people do you think can survive in lawless areas?"

"That's true."

The two returned to the Egret Bar together, arm in arm, as if all the previous verbal conflicts, fears, and wariness had disappeared.

Zuo Le had the bartender open a bottle of sealed red wine, picked up a cheap glass full of bubbles, and toasted Xu Jing with it:

"Sister Jing, I'd like to toast you with this glass. If it weren't for your help before, I, Zuo Le, wouldn't have had this opportunity."

Xu Jing nodded with a forced smile:

"Alright, I'll take this drink. You don't have any men, but I'll leave you a few later. You can decide how to handle them. Of course, we'll all be brothers from now on."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Jing."

Did these underlings have any espionage activities involved?

There definitely is, but Zuo Le doesn't care.

Shifting his gaze from Xu Jing, Zuo Le raised his glass and downed the drink in one gulp.

"Everyone, Sister Jing trusts me enough to entrust Bailu to me. Without further ado, we'll run Bailu together from now on. If anything goes wrong, I'll be the first to take responsibility."

He put down his cup, making a crisp clinking sound, and then continued:

"When we get any benefits, we'll share them according to the rules of the underworld, and we'll never treat our brothers unfairly."

The fat bartender grinned, refilled everyone's glasses, and led the way by calling out:

"Brother Zuo!"

"Brother Zuo!"

After Xu Jing left, Zuo Le only stayed at Bailu until 9 o'clock before giving everyone a red envelope and ending the event early.

He didn't plan to stay any longer, nor did he intend to cultivate a good relationship with Xu Jing's group of underlings. They weren't his people, so what was there to worry about?

As for winning people's hearts and minds, he needs to be rich!

From dealing with Zhuoken and taking down Scarface, to successfully taking over White Heron and touching upon the Mushroom Forest line...

Zuo Le mostly deals with things passively.

To resolve the hidden dangers left by the original owner and create a truly safe environment for one's future development.

His future is bright; he won't stay in a place like the bar street in the dock area for long.

Of course, being a gangster isn't bad for now.

This gave him the opportunity to access the lawless zone and the dark area.

Smuggling means exchange.

By exchanging resources, he might obtain the resources he desires, such as extraordinary synthetic materials!

……

With a mild smell of alcohol, Zuo Le returned to the Lianfeng 78 blacksmith shop in the shantytown.

Although it was not yet 10 o'clock, Zuo Le was glad that she had brought her keys, as asking someone to open the door was not a pleasant experience.

But as soon as he entered, he saw someone standing in the doorway, and his heart skipped a beat:

"Damn it, Zuo Jingyu, why do you always look like a ghost?"

"Zuo Le, you not only smoke, but you also go out drinking?" Zuo Jingyu leaned against the wall, blocking his way and questioning him.

"What?" Zuo Le looked indifferent. How could someone like him be controlled?

Zuo Jingyu took a deep breath, lowered her head, and brought the topic back on track:

"Okay, do you know what happened on Shantytown Street today?"

"What's wrong?" Zuo Le scratched his head.

"Bald Li was beaten into a vegetative state, and now his mistresses are fighting over his inheritance."

Zuo Jingyu moved closer, looked up and stared directly into Zuo Le's eyes, her gaze questioning.

But Zuo Le had no desire to explain and simply nodded casually:

"Oh."

This reaction clearly did not satisfy Zuo Jingyu. She reached out to stop Zuo Le and continued to press for answers:

"The old man went to pay protection money this morning, but the people at the grain store wouldn't accept it."

"This is a good thing!"

Zuo Le, still in a teasing tone, was about to walk into the house.

Zuo Jingyu lowered her head and stood in front of Zuo Le.

He goes left, she goes left; he goes right, she goes right too.

They just blocked the road and wouldn't let anyone in, no matter what. After several repetitions, Zuo Le finally lost his patience.

"Are you sick?"

"Zuo Le, did you do this?"