"Pathfinder sir, those two receptionists seem to have quite an opinion about you," Feng Yue said, following behind Li Zhen. "When they stared at , the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Their strength is greater than most Outer City residents!"
"Hairs?"
Li Zheng turned around, casting a strange look at Feng Yue. "You only have a turtle shell on your back, where would you have hairs?"
"Inside... That's not important." Feng Yue, not wanting to explain sothing so trivial, said worriedly, "Pathfinder sir, there may be things no one has told you. Actually, so races in the Outer City naturally have extrely powerful combat abilities. When they elevate their Spiritual Power to the Purple Level and can advance no further, they find a place to retire. I suspect those two receptionists are such beings."
"Purple Level Spiritual Power?"
Li Zheng nodded. If Outer City residents don't have Spiritual Power above the Purple Level, they can hardly make it to the area opposite the Golden Light Zone.
Even if they did, faced with those mountain-like and sea-like twisted creatures, they could only retreat in despair.
So, it's understandable that Yakumo and Yelan got public positions in District 950 to disguise themselves and live in seclusion.
"That said... the Celestial Will Organization could drive a group of Death Warriors to the back of the Golden Light Zone and stir up a wave of near-Purple-level twisted beasts. Maybe they have so special thods?" Li Zheng recalled his encounters in the Fourth Sin Domain. "However, before that, it seems the Celestial Will Organization didn't make any similar moves, which suggests two possibilities."
First, the number of Death Warriors is extrely rare and they are deployed only when necessary.
Second, the Death Warriors were recently developed, and their deploynt was just a trial run?
"If it's just one of them... so doubts can't be explained, but combining both could be close to the truth, right?"
According to Le Jia, the Celestial Will Organization has been conducting research on Spiritual Power all along. Death Warriors might be a byproduct of this process. They possibly made a batch recently and thought they had potential, so they deployed them to test the effects?
"So many people in the Outer City, yet their research on Spiritual Power still trails the organizations in the Wilderness..." Li Zheng shook his head. "But the environnts are different. In the Wilderness, they can unscrupulously use various races for research and experints, by any ans necessary! But that's not possible in the Outer City."
There's a phrase that does hold so truth: Only in a soil of vice can the brightest flowers bloom.
Li Zheng thought of Earth's history, where a hundred years of technological developnt was more exaggerated than the accumulation of the previous five thousand years. Every phase of technological breakthrough was built upon wars of varying scales.
Seeing Li Zheng lost in thought, Feng Yue closed his mouth helplessly, slowed his pace, and fell to the back of the team.
In their recent interactions, Feng Yue realized that Li Zheng had this odd bad habit. Sotis, certain words would trigger him, and he would involuntarily zone out.
At such tis, they all knew not to disturb Li Zheng, fearing they might disrupt his train of thought on sothing important.
Initially, Feng Yue found it hard to get used to, but over ti... he got accustod to it.
Li Zheng soon snapped back to reality, not taking Feng Yue's earlier words too seriously.
He and Yakumo only had so misunderstandings. It would be best if they could resolve them, but if they couldn't, so be it.
He's just content with his conscience, as long as he hasn't wronged anyone.
As they headed towards Kang'er Botanical Garden, a commotion suddenly erupted at a brothel by the roadside.
Li Zheng glanced over and saw a familiar burly figure being cursed and thrown out, wailing on the street.
"Xiaohua! Wooo~ I've spent so much money here, and you won't even let see you! Xiaohua!!!"
A voluptuously built, heavily made-up calico cat-woman leaned against the brothel door, spat disdainfully, "You pauper, dreaming of touching our Lady Flower with no money? Think you're the cat's whiskers?"
Li Zheng looked at the wailing guy, instantly covered in black lines on his forehead.
Isn't that the youngest of the Hu brothers?
Hu San scrambled to his feet, tears streaming, crawling hand and foot to the tri-color cat-woman's feet, clinging to her ankle as he pleaded, "Tricolor, tell Xiaohua for , I just want to see her, even just a glance is enough!"
"Pah!" Tricolor kicked away Hu San's paw disdainfully, "You're dirtying ! Get lost, get lost, Lady Flower won't see a pauper!"
With that, she turned, swaying her slender, soft waist as her tri-color cat tail swayed from side to side behind her, and walked into the brothel.
Watching Tricolor's figure disappear from sight, Hu San stretched out his hand in despair, shouting, "Xiaohua!!!!"
By the door, soone who looked like a black bear and seed to be in a security role frowned and shouted sternly, "Get lost while you can! If you don't, I'll call the Law Enforcent Officer, claiming you're obstructing our normal business!"
"I won't go!" Hu San said shalessly. "If you don't let see Xiaohua today, you can beat to death, I still won't leave!"
"Looks like you're asking for a beating. Want the brothers to break your bones a little?" The black bear got impatient seeing Hu San unmoved, raised his hand, revealing the solid and sharp claws at the front of his bear paw, threatening, "You aren't afraid of the Law Enforcent Team, but you're not scared of waking up in the factory district's drain tomorrow?"
"Try killing !" Hu San stiffened his neck and shouted.
At this mont, the door of the casino next to the brothel opened, and another familiar figure was thrown out amid curses, "No money and dared to gamble? Want to pickle that cat's whiskers of yours in wine? Get lost!"
Hu Er, more open-minded than Hu San, got up, slapped the dust off his fur indifferently, unfazed by the fact that he wasn't wearing a stitch. He walked over, picked up Hu San, shook him, and finally eyed Hu San's clothes, "Co on, little brother, take your clothes off so your Second Brother can pawn them to recoup!"
With that, he started to strip Hu San's clothes.
Reminded by him, Hu San quickly reacted, clutching his collar tightly so his Second Brother couldn't take his clothes, shouting, "No! No! I need to cash it in to see Xiaohua! If I have money, Xiaohua will be willing to see !"
"See what Xiaohua?!" Hu Er shouted angrily, punching his younger brother in the right eye, "Spending money on won is useless!"
Hu San, in pain, rubbed his eye and wasn't to be outdone, punching his Second Brother back in the left eye, "You're no different! You lost all your money, didn't you?"
Hu Er punched his younger brother's left eye again, "What do you know!? At least when I gamble, there's a chance to win it back, but the money you give to won is just gone forever!"
Hu San retaliated with a punch, shouting, "Aren't you the sa? I've never seen you win! Not once!"
The two brothers started brawling right there in the street, fighting harder and harder, punches landing with such heavy thuds, they caused a commotion.
Pedestrians stopped in their tracks, gathering around to watch the spectacle, as Li Zheng watched the chaos with a dark face.
Tear!
Suddenly, the sound of fabric tearing erupted between the two, having fought so intensely they tore their clothes.
"It's all your fault! Now I can't see Xiaohua!"
"It's all on you! Now our chance to turn around is gone!"
The two brothers blad each other.
Finally unable to stand it, the veins on Li Zheng's forehead throbbed violently, "Have you two had enough?"
At hearing his voice, Hu Er and Hu San hesitated for a mont.
"Boss..."
"Boss?!"
Their necks seed to be wound by springs, turning stiffly, bit by bit, to see Li Zheng's face, shadowed by his anger.
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