Virtue is abundant

Chapter 540 Two Cups of Milk Tea
呵呵味——

The sound of the electric shaver kept ringing.

The bear-like man in a black suit and sunglasses sat in the back of the limousine.

He crossed his legs, hummed softly, and shaved slowly.

The car stopped in front of the hot pot restaurant.

"Your Excellency the Lion King, according to the reminder from the 'illusory world', we have arrived at the location of that venerable."

said the driver in front.

The sound of the electric shaver disappears.

The man put the razor by his mouth and said in a low voice: "Razor, razor, tell me, who is the strongest venerable in the 'illusory world'?"

The shaver immediately made a cold electronic sound:

"There are currently six Venerables in the 'Unreal World'."

"Among them, 'The Lord of Ten Thousand Worlds' connected to the 'Unreal World' earlier today, and this shaver immediately registered its strength."

"Its strength is at the bottom among the six venerables."

The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly.

For a long time, no one dared to accept the matter of Naihe Bridge.

The Venerable of Myriad Realms dared to take over, he must have some excellence in this respect.

Yes.

The world is full of strange things, and so is the ability of the world master.

Tens of millions of years have passed.

It is not surprising that there is a world-class ability to persuade those terrifying monsters to reincarnate.

But when it comes to fighting power——

The judgment of the razor never misses, and it can never be wrong.

It is its own world after all.

Inside the hot pot restaurant.

The two knew nothing and were still chatting while eating.

Jiang Shanglan said: "I'm going to take piano lessons later, I'll contact you after class, and we'll go shopping."

Wu Xiaode protested: "I'm very busy, I've already treated you to a meal—"

"Your world has just stabilized, and it will be cultivated immediately. I don't think you have any experience at all, do you?" Jiang Shanglan said.

"I have no experience." Wu Xiaode said frankly.

Jiang Shanglan leaned forward, with a sly smile on his face:

"Brother Xiaowu, you don't want your world to collapse again after a few days of stability."

"..." Wu Xiaode.

What can I say.

The strength is not as good as that of a human being!

"Shopping...you can do it too." He sighed.

"Very good, let me see, um, you have transformed from a human into a life form in the world, and you are just getting used to it now."

Jiang Shanglan's tone became a little harsh: "You must be careful, otherwise you will not die if you encounter a robbery demon?"

Wu Xiaode was silent.

Already... have come across it.

Otherwise, would I have turned into this ghostly appearance?

"I used to upgrade by improving my soul power, but now I am a world-like life form. How can I improve my strength?"

he asked distressedly.

"What's your awakening skill?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"It's a kind of undead ability." Wu Xiaode said.

"Let me see."

Jiang Shanglan's eyes fell on Wu Xiaode, as if he had penetrated his body and saw the Book of the Dead.

"I've never seen such an undead ability...Let me think about it."

She thought about it for a while, and then said slowly:
"I think the best way is to integrate the awakening skills into your world and make them one."

"Is this okay?" Wu Xiaode doubted.

Jiang Shanglan tilted his head and said in a chatty tone:

"After all, it is a leap from human beings to the world, which is generally impossible, but there used to be a secret method that could accomplish this step... I heard that it was lost recently."

"Lost it? That doesn't mean there is no way." Wu Xiaode shook his head in disappointment.

"I'll teach you." Jiang Shanglan said naturally.

Wu Xiaode stared at her.

She smiled sweetly, raised her chin and said, "If someone goes shopping with me at night, I'll teach him."

"I go."

Wu Xiaode immediately compromised.

"Are you swearing?"

"No, I agree to go with you."

"Okay, dear brother, but the book in your body is really rare, we need to study the specific method together."

Jiang Shanglan looked at his chest, as if very interested.

"Wait," Wu Xiaode interrupted her, "Won't the world be silent when you use your ability? Now you are clearly looking at my skills, why is the world still so normal?"

Jiang Shanglan said disdainfully: "Seeing through your clothes and flesh and blood, I don't even use one ten-thousandth of my strength. Of course, it has no impact on the world."

Wu Xiaode silently picked up a piece of lotus root and started to eat it.

"Then it's settled, go shopping at night." Jiang Shanglan said with a smile, but suddenly paused with the chopsticks in his hand.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Suddenly remembered something... I need your help." Jiang Shanglan's eyes flickered.

"what?"

"You go out from the side door, turn left and walk 200 meters, there is a milk tea shop, order a cup of panna cotta Jin Junmei, and I will treat you what you want to drink."

Jiang Shanglan handed a whole note to Xiao Wu.

"Does their food taste good?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course, their home uses the best ingredients, and the taste is not bad. Anyone who knows how to drink it likes to drink it." Jiang Shanglan said seriously.

Wu Xiaode nodded.

If you eat hot pot without a drink, you will feel that something is missing.

"You buy me a drink? Thanks." Wu Xiaode said.

"You're welcome, you helped to line up, it's only right to treat you to a drink."

Jiang Shanglan smiled.

Wu Xiaode took the money and got up to leave.

"Leave the notebook, and I'll help you see how to improve."

Jiang Shanglan said softly.

Wu Xiaode put the notebook on the table in front of her without hesitation.

——Just kidding, it is easy for people to kill themselves, or kill all the existences in this world.

Still hesitating about this?

Come out to hang out, let it go.

"You bother."

After Wu Xiaode said this, he walked out of the hot pot restaurant.

He came to the milk tea shop very quickly, and sure enough, he saw a long queue at the door.

"Business is so good..."

He stood in line.

Hot pot restaurant.

Jiang Shanglan sat alone and threw the vegetables into the pot to cook.

She was silent for a few breaths, and whispered to herself:
"It's really left to me...huh."

This "hum" sounded a bit smug, but also a bit inexplicable.

She put down her chopsticks, stretched out her hand, gently pulled the notebook over, and placed it squarely in front of her.

and so on.

wait.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, a person appeared on the seat opposite the table.

It was a burly man wearing dark glasses.

He sat there with a golden knife, his hands propped up on his knees, and he looked at Jiang Shanglan carefully.

Jiang Shanglan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to eat hot pot.

The man looked at the notebook in front of her, then at her, and laughed.

"When I complained, I heard your voice—I didn't expect you to be a girl."

He took off his sunglasses, stared at Jiang Shanglan and said.

"I'm eating, so I have something to say." Jiang Shanglan said softly.

She is obviously a woman, but when she speaks, her voice is exactly the same as Wu Xiaode's.

"Nothing else, I just want to know, what is the reward for your mission?"

Jiang Shanglan said casually: "Holy Prison White Orchid, Myriad Flower Gems, and the Deep Bone of Eternal Night."

The man was shocked and said in disbelief:

"The harvest is—is it so rich?"

Jiang Shanglan looked up at him.

These underworld staff are really miserable.

It's obviously tattered, but it's like a treasure. As soon as I heard the name, I lost my concentration and "shocked"!
Poor people!
Xiao Wu is even more pitiful!
"What do you want to say?" Jiang Shanglan suppressed his emotions and asked.

"You can't take these things by yourself. We are the ones who keep the whole world running. You have to share some with us." The burly man said.

He seemed to think of something, and introduced himself: "Forget it, you may not know who I am, but in fact I am—"

"I'm not interested in knowing who you are," Jiang Shanglan interrupted him, "You can't work hard, don't bully and exploit newcomers?"

"Newcomer?" The burly man smiled, "That's right, you are also a newcomer, listen, those treasures of yours—"

"Not for you." Jiang Shanglan said.

While she was speaking, she suddenly stretched out her hand and patted the other person's shoulder.

The burly man watched her hand stretch out, obviously thinking of seven or eight ways to deal with it——

However, that hand still lightly patted his shoulder.

I couldn't move immediately.

"what!"

The burly man looked at Jiang Shanglan in disbelief, then at her hand, and said in a shy voice.

He struggled desperately, trying to move his body with all his strength, but his body remained motionless.

——What kind of trick is this?
Unheard of!

Didn't it mean that the Lord of Myriad Worlds is not as strong as me?
"Do you still want to steal my salary?"

Jiang Shanglan took a bite of the lettuce and asked lightly.

The burly man shook his head.

Just kidding, the other party really wanted to kill him, and he was already dead just now.

Jiang Shanglan continued:
"Since you are all so poor and weak, killing you seems like I'm too bullying..."

"Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you, you buy the bill and go."

The burly man immediately found himself able to move.

He stood up without saying a word, went to the front counter to pay the bill, then rushed out of the hot pot restaurant, and soon disappeared.

At this time Wu Xiaode came in and put two cups of milk tea on the table.

"Hey, your panna cotta Jin Junmei."

He said.

Jiang Shanglan's faint murderous aura suddenly dissipated, and asked, "What are you drinking?"

"This—it seems to be called Yangzhi Ganlu."

Wu Xiaode pointed to his cup and said.

"Miss, I want to taste your cup first." Jiang Shanglan said.

"Why are you like this, don't you have a cup?" Wu Xiaode said angrily.

"I bought the hot pot order." Jiang Shanglan said.

Wu Xiaode silently pushed his poplar nectar over.

Jiang Shanglan took a sip and suddenly smiled:
"This is delicious too."

"Really? I have seen a lot of people, so I think it shouldn't be bad."

"I'll order it next time."

"Do you still want to drink that cup of panna cotta? If you don't drink it, let me have a taste."

"Don't move, it's mine."

"Stingy."

"I bought it for my sister. Come on, my sister will cook some meat for you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)