57: Chapter 57 Staying Temporarily in Yan City 57: Chapter 57 Staying Temporarily in Yan City “Is there a problem?” The person in front of her was wearing a mask, and Gu Zhiqi wasn’t sure whether the original owner of her body knew the guy or not; anyway, she was certain she didn’t recognize him.
“You’re Gu Zhiqi, aren’t you?” Seeing Gu Zhiqi’s attitude, the purple-haired youth’s gaze suddenly turned unfriendly, and a glimr of disgust and hostility shone in his eyes.
Gu Zhiqi “…”
Which deity had the original owner offended this ti?
“I am.” Gu Zhiqi stopped looking at her phone, put it away, and looked at the young man with a faint expression in her eyes, “Do you need sothing?”
“Hey!
So it really is you.” Upon hearing this, the purple-haired youth imdiately started rolling up his sleeves, “Boss, co over and hold my milk tea for , I need to…
hey!
Boss, what are you doing?”
The youth had rolled up his sleeve halfway when soone grabbed the back of his shirt.
“We’re leaving.” Gu Xiyue said indifferently, and then, holding onto the back of the youth’s shirt collar, she walked away.
Seeing this, the young man naturally refused to comply, struggling to pull his collar away from Gu Xiyue’s grip.
“Aren’t we going to see the fortuneteller?
If we’re late, we won’t be able to et him,” Gu Xiyue threw out this remark indifferently.
Hearing that, the youth stopped struggling and obediently followed Gu Xiyue away.
When Gu Zhiqi saw the hostility emanating from the young man, she braced herself for a fight.
Who would have thought that the youth would be pulled away?
Looking at the back of the person who took the youth away, Gu Zhiqi slightly raised her eyebrows, the female protagonist?
Just like that, she left?
Shouldn’t the eting between the female protagonist and the malicious female supporting character be extra antagonistic?
**
That afternoon, Gu Zhiqi received the news that MR-7 had arrived.
After picking up MR-7, Gu Zhiqi didn’t go back to Yueqi Village imdiately but decided to stay at the Shengxing Hotel instead.
Crushed Ice Rain Mist has strong restorative properties, but these are only temporary.
A substance similar to Crushed Ice Rain Mist was contained in the MR-7 fragnts, and its restorative effect was permanent.
However, its extraction was extrely difficult.
Gu Zhiqi rembered that in the plot of the novel, even the female protagonist only succeeded in extracting it after about two years.
Thus, up until now, no one in this world had managed to extract this substance.
The material contained in the MR-7 fragnts was sothing Gu Zhiqi had co across on Aquamarine Star; for her, the extraction was not difficult.
Therefore, she published a reward on the web, intending to use the restorative substance in MR-7 to repair Chubby Chiu.
Given the limited conditions, Gu Zhiqi didn’t plan to extract it chemically but intended to refine the MR-7 fragnts directly with spiritual power.
As Gu Zhiqi was about to begin refining the MR-7 fragnts, the ssage notification sounded.
Thinking that she couldn’t stop during the MR-7 refining process, Gu Zhiqi checked the ssage, planning to silence her phone afterward.
[Aunt Tang: Xiao Qi, aren’t you coming back today?]
[Retirent Qi: Coming back in three days]
[Aunt Tang: Are you still in Yan City?]
[Retirent Qi: Yes]
[Aunt Tang: Your dad’s dicine is running out.
Can you buy so at the Yan City Central Hospital before you return?
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Gu Zhiqi, looking at the ssage Tang Yun sent, hesitated for a mont.
After a long while, she reluctantly sent back a single word.
[Retirent Qi: Hmm]
Soon, Tang Yun transferred the money for the dicine and added a word of caution, [Be careful when you’re out alone.]
Gu Zhiqi replied with a [Sure] and then silenced her phone, tossing it aside.
**
At the entrance of the Shengxing Hotel, a purple-haired youth was clutching his phone, looking up at the hotel’s na, and making a call, “Are you sure, the old fortuneteller is staying at Shengxing Hotel?”
“Believe it or not,” the young man on the other end of the phone said languidly.
“If you can find out the hotel’s na, can’t you find out his room number?” the purple-haired youth walked to the edge of the hotel’s flowerbed and squatted down, continuing on his phone call.
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