Superpowered Love Academy

What's there to congratulate me on?

Should we even send him a red envelope?

That's all his money!

Zuo Le appeared expressionless, but inwardly she was secretly complaining. She casually brought her coat closer to her nose and couldn't help but close her eyes to savor the moment.

Yes, it still has that familiar feel.

You Kewei stared at Tu Qi, somewhat embarrassed and surprised. After hesitating for a moment, he bowed and accepted the red envelope.

"Thank you. Your forgiveness gave me a chance. Please forgive my past offenses."

Upon hearing this, Tu Qi simply shook her head:

"The Holy Light will bless every inheritor."

You Kewei bowed again, then pointed to a house that looked dilapidated but was actually quite nice in the mushroom forest, and made way for it:

"Leng Yue is waiting for you inside."

"Sorry to bother you."

Tu Qi nodded slightly and turned to look at Zuo Le:

"I'm going to meet a friend, it might take a while, you can wander around here."

Zuo Le glanced at the dozen or so people around him; they all looked fierce and were full of bloodlust.

Just wandering around?

it's here?

Will I really not get killed halfway through?

However, he maintained his calm expression and nodded to Tu Qi:

"Row."

Tu Qi went into the house alone, leaving Zuo Le alone outside.

Zuo Le didn't know what to do, so she could only look at You Kewei with a slightly embarrassed expression. The two had met a few times before.

We wouldn't say we're close, but we know each other.

After a moment's hesitation, Zuo Le took out a cigarette and offered one to the only person he knew:

"Mr. You, do you smoke?"

You Kewei was also taken aback by his actions, and quickly waved his hand with a smile:

"No, I don't smoke."

The people around him either had cigarettes in their mouths or had cigarettes hanging from their ears, making You Kewei look completely out of place.

"I was abrupt."

The two's awkward attempts at conversation were observed by those around them.

It's unclear whether Zuo Le's gesture of offering a cigarette was interpreted as a provocation towards You Kewei.

A black man stepped forward and asked in a strange accent:

“Mr. You, if he doesn’t respect you, I can help you kill him.”

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

"Hey buddy, I even offered you a cigarette, and you said you wanted to kill me right in front of me?"

He took a step back, looking slightly wary.

You Kewei immediately stood up to stop him:

"Please don't get agitated, everyone. Mr. Zuo Le meant no offense. He is a guest of Leng Yue, and the supplies he usually transports are arranged by Mr. Zuo Le."

Hearing You Kewei say that, the black man was also taken aback.

Then he raised his hands to Zuo Le and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed:

"Sir, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you."

"Huh? No, it's okay."

Zuo Le waved his hand somewhat absentmindedly, realizing that he was still figuring out the rules here.

However, he had already realized one thing.

That means he, who is in charge of smuggling and shipping on a regular basis, has a pretty high status in the eyes of these people.

You Kewei also noticed Zuo Le's embarrassment:

“I’m sorry, Mr. Zuo Le, I can’t leave this place right now. If you’re bored, I’ll have Ding Shan show you around.”

Zuo Le glanced around. He didn't lower his guard because of You Kewei's friendliness, but he still nodded.

"it is good."

He originally thought Ding Shan was one of You Kewei's subordinates, but he only realized it when he actually came out.

Ding Shan is the black guy who kowtowed to him earlier.

"Sir, where would you like to go?"

However, apart from his somewhat stiff tone of voice, this black man was quite straightforward in his communication.

Zuo Le came to the Mushroom Forest with the real purpose of obtaining extraordinary materials.

Unfortunately, Tuqi stole all the money.

Well, let's just take it one step at a time...

Do you have a place here to trade materials?

"Yes, sir, please follow me."

Following Ding Shan, we passed several clusters of purple mushrooms and immediately heard someone bragging.

The other person's voice was unique, a buzzing sound, and carried a heavy Tianjin accent.

"You guys know what? That six-clawed thing was right in my face. I was thinking, what's with all this arrogance? So I reached out and swung my pliers and it snapped off..."

"Hahahahaha!"

This person's words caused a burst of laughter from those around him, and even Zuo Le couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He became interested and followed Ding Shan forward, wanting to see who was so good at bragging.

As soon as they turned past the spore cluster, Zuo Le's smile froze on his face.

Those who brag are not human...

It's a crab!

Chapter 99 The Saintess's Guest

When Zuo Le saw the crab clearly, only one thought popped into her mind.

"Did I just smell Tuqi's coat and hallucinate?"

It wasn't until he looked closely again and confirmed that the thing bragging to everyone was indeed a crab.

If we describe it in more detail...

It was a giant blue crab that was over 3.5 meters tall, with a bluish shell, and whose width was hard to judge. It spoke in Tianjin dialect and was gesturing with its pincers while bragging.

His entire body is covered in a thick carapace. When an ordinary human stands in front of him and looks up, he can only reach the lower half of the crab's carapace.

Clutching a small wine bottle in its claws, the crab poured red wine into its mouth while continuing to boast:

"Let me tell you, if my pincers hadn't been a bit dull that time, none of those six-clawed creatures would have escaped!"

Seeing Zuo Le lost in thought, Ding Shan, standing to the side, began to explain in a stiff tone:

"It's Badou. It used to like chasing after the mushroom forest and eating spores. Later, it made a deal with us and became the guardian of the mushroom forest."

Zuo Le nodded thoughtfully.

This crab not only possesses intelligence, but also understands human language.

The group of people who were chatting with the crab noticed Zuo Le and Ding Shan and all turned to look at them.

Their attitude was similar to Ding Shan's before, not exactly friendly, until Ding Shan pointed at Zuo Le:

"Mr. Zuo Le is a guest of the Saintess."

Hearing his explanation, the hostility in their eyes eased slightly.

Zuo Le was somewhat puzzled.

The saint's guest?

The saintess here is probably not Tuqi.

Because she came with him, and these people didn't seem to respect Tuqi very much.

Therefore, their "saintess" likely refers to the person Tuqi wanted to meet.

Cold moon?

While making his own guesses, Zuo Le nodded to the group and offered them cigarettes.

Good evening, everyone.

Cigarettes are an introduction, and alcohol is a stepping stone.

This statement would be true even in cities ruled by the Lords of Cinder, let alone in a lawless zone like the Mushroom Forest where pressure is immense and resources are extremely expensive.

Zuo Le's act of offering cigarettes immediately made the group much friendlier.

He also noticed that his act of offering cigarettes had caused two of the men to look at him strangely.

greedy.

However, Zuo Le didn't say anything; these people were within his capabilities.

But Zuo Le would occasionally glance upwards, because the pressure from that crab was truly immense.

I don't know if it was my appearance that interrupted this 8-bean guy's boasting and angered him.

The crab suddenly leaned down and pressed its two small eyes against the top of Zuo Le's head:

"What about mine?"

Zuo Le: ? ?

After a moment of stunned silence, Zuo Le finally came to his senses.

He quickly offered her a cigarette.

But both the crab claws and legs are too big. They can hold a wine bottle, but they can't hold a cigarette at all.

Zuo Le could only tiptoe slightly and voluntarily stuff the cigarette into the crevice of the crab's mouth.

Then, being very considerate, he lit it for them.

As a crab, Badou doesn't actually smoke at all.

It clumsily imitated the other helpless ones, burning the entire cigarette in one breath, even setting the butt on fire.

Slowly exhaling a smoke ring, Badou nudged Zuo Le with his enormous crab claw:

"Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me..."

"Don't say anything," Zuo Le said, speechless at its silly look. He whispered a reminder.

"Once you get to the filter, you can throw it away."

"I don't have hands, how can I throw it?" Ba Dou said nonchalantly.

"Alright then." Zuo Le nodded.

In fact, Ba Dou didn't care at all whether he was smoking tobacco leaves or cigarette butts.

What it wants is the feeling of smoking.

Or rather, it leans towards human habits.