The Real Way to Cultivate in the City Chapter 157 - 135: Opening the Door to a New World!

"The plane has landed at River Debris City’s Joyful District Intercity Airport...

Thank you for choosing Ben Boerba Airlines. We hope you had a pleasant journey!

We look forward to seeing you on your next trip!"

The flight from Ke Chen City to River Debris City departs at 6 AM and arrives at River Debris City at 9 PM.

Sitting in economy class for 15 hours made Mr. Hua feel completely exhausted.

To catch this flight, he didn’t engage in his usual ’Rise and Dance’ routine this morning.

When evening cos, he just plans to join the main team, gobble up a al, and then enjoy a nice sleep.

The next part of his schedule...

Before the Wu Dao tournant, he’ll thoroughly investigate the black silk market, and perhaps et Miss Li Chuchu.

Then, during the tournant, he’ll closely observe the combat performance of outstanding participants, cheering for the young martial artists from Ke Chen City.

If there’s betting going on, he could wager a bit on...

River Debris City winning.

This way, he can both learn excellent fighting techniques and earn so money.

Finally, during the period after the Wu Dao tournant, he’ll see if he can sign a ’Project Cooperation Agreent’ with suppliers in River Debris City who need his black silk.

Perfect plan!

With this thought, Mr. Hua turned his head to look at the Corpse Interpreter seated next to him on the plane.

Due to Lin Hao, Mr. Hua has been visiting the City Managent Team quite often lately and is familiar with the Corpse Interpreter.

As soone with the title of Extraordinary in the City Managent Team, during work hours, apart from work, he’s interested in everything, especially corpses with brains...

In the literal, physical sense of having brains.

Mr. Hua: "Corpse Interpreter, what are your plans later?"

Corpse Interpreter: "Not much planned."

Mr. Hua: "How about staying with ? After all, your City Managent Team is here partly because of the Wu Dao tournant, and we’re all staying at the sa place."

Corpse Interpreter: "Sure."

The Corpse Interpreter didn’t have any specific plans either, and while he notified Lust of his arrival ti in River Debris City, it’s really inappropriate to have a girl wait for him at the airport at night.

Coincidentally, he has a decent relationship with Mr. Hua, so staying together is fine.

Mr. Hua is the first person to proactively invite him to stay together...

Due to the nature of the Corpse Interpreter’s work, not many people are eager to share a room with him, usually.

A typical person without a strong heart wouldn’t particularly enjoy spending a pleasant night with soone who deals with corpses, right?

Great!

Mr. Hua clapped his fists together.

The plan continued to perfect itself!

After they put their luggage at the hotel, they’d have dinner together, then go to bed early and rise early...

Business would flourish.

Once the plane ca to a stop, Mr. Hua, being a martial artist with a strong physique, took the initiative to help the Corpse Interpreter, who has back issues, with the luggage. After passing through security, Mr. Hua’s eyes were instantly captured by a woman wearing a simple white dress.

Mr. Hua felt as though an arrow pierced his heart.

This...

Is the feeling of being moved!

Oh my!

Is this love?

Her looks and aura are completely his ideal type.

Mr. Hua has seen many won, but only this kind of experience leads to his current feelings. The woman before him is really worth pursuing.

Soon, Mr. Hua was drawn to the sign in the woman’s hand—

"Jade-Faced Little Tyrannosaurus Brother~"

The handwriting was beautiful.

Indeed, she is exactly his ideal type.

It seems she is here to pick soone up? And a man at that.

But it’s no big deal, Mr. Hua believes in one phrase—

As long as you swing the hoe well, there’s nothing...

Before Mr. Hua could figure out how to approach her, the Corpse Interpreter beside him waved and ran over to the woman.

Mr. Hua: ???

Wait, doesn’t your back hurt?

Looking at the large bags in his hands, many of which were the Corpse Interpreter’s luggage, Mr. Hua felt as if he were about to grind his teeth to pieces.

This is even more painful than being killed.

Jealousy!

Too much jealousy!

How did the Corpse Interpreter know such a heart-fluttering girl!

As he jogged over, the Corpse Interpreter stopped, waved back at Mr. Hua, and said:

"Brother, I have a gift box for her."

Mr. Hua: Don’t call brother, I’m not your kind of brother...

Five minutes later.

Mr. Hua was waiting for a ride, alone. An unexpected turn in his plan.