Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 185 - 111: Mutant Starfish, Killing Fish with Spirit

This is a technical skill. It likely requires years of spiritual training, making your spiritual power as nimble as your own fingers.

Only then can you precisely control your spiritual power, compress it, and form an effective attack thod.

"No rush, take it slow."

Liang Yuan thought to himself, then turned his attention to the mutant fish, a grin appearing on his face. "I’ll start with you lot."

That day, Liang Yuan transford into a fish-killing worker at the local market, his heart growing cold and detached.

His eyes wide open, he began killing fish using his thoughts.

His bizarre thod of killing fish astonished Yang i, Sister Wu, and the others.

The few of them even watched for a while, but dispersed when they found it boring.

Liang Yuan could only kill a dozen or so fish before needing a ten-minute break.

This thod consud a significant amount of spiritual power.

Of course, it was mainly because he wasn’t proficient, wasting most of his spiritual power in the process.

He still had a long way to go before efficiently killing fish.

Over there, Sister Wu, Yang i, and the others were processing fish faster than he could kill them.

The few of them chatted while waiting for Liang Yuan to kill the fish.

As they chatted, the topic sohow diverted to matters between n and won.

Sister Wu said in a low voice, "Yang i, I heard from Ding Yan that after awakening mutant abilities, one’s constitution and endurance in all aspects enhance. Is that true?"

Yang i thought about how Liang Yuan would toss her around until midnight each ti, causing her face to flush as she stamred, "Po...possibly."

A woman next to them, Zhang Lanjuan, who was also in her early forties, had been old friends with Wu Qian.

When Wu Qian needed soone to kill fish, the first person she thought of was her old friend, so she brought her over to help.

Initially, Zhang Lanjuan was a bit intimidated by Liang Yuan and Yang i, but after getting to know them, she realized they were easy to talk to.

Outside, many people like Liu Erlong had turned into beasts, but many neighbors still remained their true selves.

Zhang Lanjuan, who enjoyed gossip, perked up when she heard this topic.

She sneaked a glance at Liang Yuan in the distance, then at the blushing Yang i, and laughed, "Yang i, don’t hide anything from us. We’ve been through this too, you know."

"Let tell you, experts say that n in our country generally aren’t strong in that aspect. Three minutes is the passing line; most people only last three minutes."

Yang i was stunned, "No way? Just three minutes?"

She knew her man well. Three minutes was far from enough for him; he could last over three hours.

If he really let loose, she wouldn’t be able to sleep at all.

Wu Qian nodded in agreent, "What Zhang Lanjuan says is true; I’ve read similar things. Even Old Cai has seen a traditional Chinese dicine doctor about it."

"Huh? Old Cai? Isn’t he only in his forties?" Zhang Lanjuan asked in surprise.

Wu Qian rolled her eyes, "Nowadays, n face a lot of pressure, especially middle-aged ones. Many have issues in that area. But Old Cai is still fine, above the passing line. That old Chinese doctor was really good."

Speaking of this, she didn’t mind sharing because Old Cai had t the passing line, so there was nothing embarrassing.

Zhang Lanjuan couldn’t help asking, "Which Chinese doctor? Was it the one at the entrance of the Thundercloud Court complex?"

"Oh, you know him? Lan Juan, did your man go there too?"

"Huh? Um, no, it was my son..."

"Pfft, your son? I rember he’s only in his twenties, right?" Wu Qian almost laughed out loud.

Yang i’s face turned even redder, stifling her laughter with her head down, but her ears were perked up.

Won can be far more explicit when they talk than n.

Zhang Lanjuan rolled her eyes, "Young people lack self-control. Also, he likes playing with those figurines, and those things look strange and overly revealing."

Yang i could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn’t help it. Sister Juan, don’t be mad. My man says everyone has a chance to awaken. Maybe your son will beco stronger afterward."

Hearing this, Zhang Lanjuan nodded, "I think so too."

After saying this, she tentatively asked, "Yang i, I see Liang Yuan training every day. Is he really that good?"

"Huh? Well..." Yang i’s face turned awkwardly red.

Sister Wu, understanding the situation, chuckled, "Of course he is. Yang i couldn’t even get out of bed this morning, rember? We had to collect the fish ourselves."

"Wow, that strong?" Zhang Lanjuan exclaid.

After saying this, she mysteriously took out a blue box from her pants and handed it to Yang i. "Yang i, Sister Juan doesn’t have much to give you, but you might need this. Make sure to use it. If sothing happens now, it would be troubleso."

Yang i saw the box and blushed. It turned out to be a pack of Okamoto condoms.

Sister Wu clicked her tongue, "Being so considerate, Lan Juan, do you need sothing from Yang i?"

Zhang Lanjuan awkwardly smiled, "Can’t I just be concerned about Sister Yang i without having an ulterior motive?"

As she spoke, she stuffed the pack of Okamoto into Yang i’s pocket.

Yang i, blushing, didn’t reject it.

It was indeed useful. Recently, although her man had been careful, these things were unpredictable.

If she really got pregnant, the current environnt was not suitable for having a baby.

But if they stopped, what good would she be to Liang Yuan?

She understood this very well.

Wu Qian helped Yang i out, "Lan Juan, if you really have no other requests, we’ll drop this topic."

Zhang Lanjuan felt embarrassed, quickly admitting, "Actually, I do have sothing to ask Yang i for help with Liang Yuan."

Yang i glanced at Zhang Lanjuan, "What is it?"

"Well, I heard that Liang Yuan ford a patrol team?"

"My husband is in his forties and in good health. Could you see if he could join the patrol team?"

Yang i was silent for a mont. To be honest, she didn’t want to help with this.

Because she didn’t want to bother Liang Yuan with it.

Her man was already very good to her, treating her to the best food and drink.

She also acted responsibly, never asking about his business outside, playing the role of a good wife.

This request from Zhang Lanjuan was a bit beyond her responsibility.

She didn’t want to do it.

Wu Qian noticed Yang i’s dilemma and whispered, "Yang i, I know Lan Juan’s husband, Sun Da."

"Old Sun is an honest and reliable person, and Ding Yan is currently short of people."

"Recruiting from within is better than finding outsiders. You’ve known Lan Juan for a while and understand what kind of person she is."

"If her husband is anything like her, his character shouldn’t be a problem."

Yang i thought for a mont and eventually took out the pack of Okamoto, returning it to Zhang Lanjuan.

"Sister Juan, take this back."

Zhang Lanjuan’s smile froze, feeling a bit awkward.

Wu Qian was also stunned, not knowing what to say.

Yang i continued, "Sister Juan, I’ll talk to him tonight, but I can’t guarantee it."

She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, "I don’t interfere in his business. He calls the shots."

"I’ll ntion it to him, but I can’t make this a transaction."

"I don’t want him to misunderstand."