I Take Life Seriously 107, Evil Takes Root (3)

At that moment, Ling saw three members of the Evil Tribe lying beside her, their bodies charred black. She couldn’t help but feel puzzled and asked, “What happened to them?”

“They were far worse off than you. Their meridians were burned during the energy transfer process—they died long ago.”

“So... you abandoned them?”

“Exactly! We select the best, so you’re lucky.”

“...What about the codes inside their bodies?”

“All their energy was given to you and me, so there was no need for the codes anymore.”

“You mean... they died too?”

“While transferring energy to you and me...”

Though his words were polite, his actions were swift. Without any intention of returning anything to Wang Dong, he packed up the tea leaves and then patted his hands in satisfaction.

“King of Kings, the Blade Scythe King, known as the invincible overlord of the overlord rank, I never expected you to visit our Dream Demon City. It is an honor to meet you. I am Meng Ke, the city lord of Dream Demon City,” the middle-aged man said with a faint smile.

Taking advantage of the moment, Qing Binghe clenched an ice crystal in her hand and shot it at Engel’s shoulder when he was caught off guard. However, the ice only spread across one shoulder and could not extend further.

Qing Binghe felt ashamed—she had guessed almost everything correctly, but she couldn’t help sensing a trace of bitterness in Qing Yue Ling’s words.

“I know. You wouldn’t want me to send you back to your team right now, would you? It’s good to gain experience on site. Usually, I don’t even want to bring most people along,” Xia Zhiqing replied irritably, pressing the accelerator further. The massive body of the Cayenne churned up sand and dust as it passed.

“The weather is quite nice,” Zi Qi said, following close behind, while Chihong had already returned from outside without anyone noticing.

On the first day, Wang Dong sat in the passenger seat as Li Shenpeng drove. He pointed out the buildings lining the road to Wang Dong: factories owned by Chinese capital here, local government offices there. After looking around for a while, the only impression Wang Dong was left with was how dilapidated everything was.

“I hope Cui He has arranged everything perfectly. We can’t afford any mistakes this time, or we won’t have any chance at all,” Yang Yi murmured with a bitter smile as he felt the ground shake beneath his feet. He glanced back at the fierce giant lizard chasing behind.

“Damn it, we’re almost eating out every day. I can’t take it anymore. We might as well cook in the dormitory,” Yang Yi said, unable to stand the idea of another picnic. Being outdoors for so long, every meal felt like a picnic.

As for Ye Yun, Fak couldn’t deny his hatred. If it weren’t for Ye Yun’s arrival, their lies wouldn’t have been exposed, and they wouldn’t have had leverage in Lavery’s hands. Lavery, holding this leverage, wielded almost absolute power over their lives. Whatever Lavery commanded, they had to obey.

When Jing Yichen interrupted, my tense mood relaxed a bit. I rubbed my hands together and continued working.

The shop owner lady looked up to see that large dark-faced man standing right at her door. Who would want to enter the shop now? But then she sighed, clearly lost in thought.

“Oh, you really don’t need to trouble yourself. I’m not as delicate as you think,” Xie Xiaonuan said while declining. Yet her hands were already empty.

Today was April 26th, and the May Day holiday was approaching. Wang Ye calculated his plans. He found Manager Hu to request a few days off. According to company policy, business trips could be compensated with time off. Since this trip lasted nearly a month, he could take seven days off.

When it came down to it, he wasn’t even as good as Wang Ye. At least Wang Ye earned his own money to spend on dating, whereas Frederick was a mama’s boy in his youth.

As the eight trigrams appeared, Zhao Chenbi’s face immediately turned pale as paper. His aura plummeted, and his body withered, seemingly unable to sustain the divination technique.

“Gone, gone...” Father Xie repeated the words over and over, no one knowing how many times.

In the endless darkness of Cangsheng, she could feel her life force slowly draining away. She sensed that she was trapped by some unknown iron chains that bound her tightly.