this infinite world

"Your expression is weird."

This was the first sentence Zheng Zha said to Yang Yun after he returned to the main god space from the curse plane.

No matter how long it took in the reincarnation world, the time that passed in the main god space was only one second. Therefore, when Yang Yun, who was still immersed in Liuli's farewell words at the last moment, reappeared in the main god space, the Zhongzhou team who returned from the Harry Potter world also appeared at the same time.

Then, Zheng Zha, who seemed to have sensed some changes in the air, frowned slightly, then sniffed his nose and naturally turned his gaze to Yang Yun's position. When he noticed the confused and dazed expression on Yang Yun's face, Zheng Zha paused, reached out and touched his chin, his eyes revealing deep thought.

After a moment, Zheng Zha's eyes flashed with enlightenment, as if he had made some judgment about Yang Yun's changes. He nodded, with an unquestionable certainty in his tone, "Yes, it's different."

"…What's the difference?"

He coughed lightly to conceal his inner turmoil at the moment; making full use of the ability of the fourth-order gene lock, Yang Yun precisely controlled his facial muscles to fix them into the most ordinary expression.

Yang Yun quickly pulled himself out of those chaotic thoughts and responded to Zheng Zha in a calm tone, "It's only seven days. There won't be any difference at all..."

"Look, it's really different."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted. Zheng Zha's voice did not hesitate. It was as if Yang Yun's efforts to disguise had unexpectedly become a counter-evidence, which strengthened Zheng Zha's inner intuition: "If it were you in the past, you would not respond with such a rhetorical question that only makes things more obvious."

——What a terrifying intuition... Is this the keen intuition of the battle-hardened little nightclub prince?

——Or is it that my disguise is really so bad that it can’t even fool Zheng Zha?
"Each each other."

Realizing that this was not a solution, the best defense was offense. Yang Yun immediately cast a mocking gaze at Zheng Zha, and Zhan Lan, who hugged Zheng Zha's shoulders after his resurrection and openly announced his existence, and retorted, "I didn't know the progress between you was so fast."

——The effect is outstanding.

This time, the situation was reversed, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across Zheng Zha's face. He subconsciously moved his body slightly, trying to break free from her tight embrace. But Zhan Lan seemed not to be aware of Zheng Zha's predicament, and instead snuggled up to him tightly, forcing Zheng Zha's arms to sink deeper into her plump chest.

Zheng Zha also coughed lightly, trying to hide his discomfort, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "This is a long story--"

"——We can keep it short." Yang Yun used his own method to fight back: "We have enough time."

"This is not the place to talk."

Just as Yang Yun and Zheng Zha were staring at each other, about to hurt each other, Chu Xuan's calm voice broke the somewhat tense atmosphere. The wise man of the Zhongzhou team pushed his glasses and ignored the current atmosphere: "Now is the time to have a long-awaited gathering, to welcome the resurrected teammates, and..."

Chu Xuan's gaze moved away from Zhan Lan beside Zheng Zha, passed by Ming Yanwei beside Zhang Heng, and finally to the young man who was carrying the Fuxi Sword on his back, dressed like a sword immortal, but still couldn't hide the aura of a second-rate person.

The second strongest force of the Tianshen team...now, he has successfully smuggled into the Zhongzhou team.

"A new partner joining the Zhongzhou team."

…——Team gathering.

What the Lord God lacks the least is cheap natural treasures, and the style of the Celestial Empire people is to discuss things over the wine table.

After a spectacular battle with the Honghuang Heavenly Court, the members of the Zhongzhou team all received extremely generous reward points, enough for them to let go and enjoy themselves.

With the careful selection of guests by Luo Yinglong, who came from a famous and upright family and was familiar with the drinking culture of cultivators, and Cheng Xiao's extraordinary social skills and ability to liven up the atmosphere, the atmosphere at the banquet quickly became warm and harmonious.

Men, what's the problem? Within half an hour, several men were fighting and blowing the precious wine called "Thousand Days of Drunk" from the bottle, which cost fifty reward points from the Lord God.

"I'm telling you, Luo Yinglong, even though I've said it once... you made the right decision to join the Zhongzhou team!" Zheng Zha poured wine from a bottle into his mouth while speaking incoherently, "What team of gods, what team of demons, they were all defeated by us, a bunch of losers!"

"Good! Team Zhongzhou, awesome!"

Luo Yinglong was also a wonderful man. He also lifted his robe and stepped on the stool with one foot. "As the ancients said, birds of prey choose good trees to perch on, and wise ministers choose wise rulers to serve. Turning away from darkness and joining light is the ancient common sense... The most correct thing I, Luo Yinglong, have done in my life is to join the Zhongzhou team!"

As he spoke, maybe because he was drunk or something, Luo Yinglong drank the wine in his hand, then turned to Yang Yun with a big laugh and pretended to bow: "If you don't mind, Yinglong is willing to be your foster father..."

"Get away! How dare you say such unlucky words?" Yang Yun also held a wine bottle and scolded with a smile: "You want to worship me, but I won't accept it. Drink ten bottles first..."

Not to mention the clamor on one side of the wine table, accompanied by the sound of Zheng Zha and Cheng Xiao slapping the table and laughing wildly. In the corner of the banquet, the assassin girl of the Zhongzhou team seemed particularly different. She found a person alone, biting a bright red apple, which was out of tune with the lively banquet, as if she was the strongest wise man immersed in her own world.

"I need an explanation."

There was a chill in Zhao Yingkong's words. Her voice was deeper than usual, as if it came from the Arctic ice field. It was so cold that people couldn't help but shiver. "About what you said before you left, and what Yang Yun experienced when he returned this time."

"Just go with the flow." Chu Xuan's voice was unclear, and was perfectly covered by the sound of him chewing on the apple: "That's all."

"...You said you don't understand feelings." Zhao Yingkong's eyes flashed.

"I really don't understand, but I understand the human heart and human nature."

Chu Xuan still didn't look at Zhao Yingkong. He just swallowed the apple in one gulp, including the skin and core: "Yang Yun needs to vent, and I created such an opportunity for him."

He might be hinting at something, or he might not be, but one thing is certain: the ripples caused by a stone thrown into the water are not so easy to stop.

Someone has stepped onto the ladder of adulthood, someone has mustered up the courage to take that final step after being reborn, and someone has chosen to face his or her feelings...

And a certain assassin lady who is close to the water and has the upper hand is about to launch her own action tonight. (End of this chapter)