The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 525 Extra: "Good Ship"

In late February, the Northern Hemisphere was still covered with snow and ice, with chilly winds blowing, but on the other side of the equator, in the Southern Hemisphere, it was scorching summer, making one marvel at the wonders of nature.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the vast beach, making the sand golden. People wearing light swimsuits are either playing in the waves or lying leisurely under parasols, enjoying the warm sea breeze.

The white bow plowed through the blue sea, and the laughter of young men and women spread far away in the breeze.

Although several months have passed since the doomsday disaster, there are still a large number of dark monsters roaming around in the Federation, causing the once largest country in the world to become increasingly depressed. Many wealthy businessmen have chosen to live in the warm and livable southern continent, which has led to a deformed prosperity in many tourist destinations in Latin countries.

“What a nice ship.”

Several tourists pressed their sunglasses and admired the yacht passing by.

The straight mast points high into the sky, holding up a sail as light as a cloud. Combined with the neat and rigid alloy hull, it has a unique aesthetic that blends classic and modern elements.

What is even more amazing is that in the cabin, only the rudder was seen shaking from side to side, but there was no one in sight. There were also several small robots like trash cans delivering the prepared food out of the cabin. The entire ship was clearly equipped with extremely expensive artificial intelligence, which made the surrounding experts drool with envy.

However, there were no beauties or red wine on the deck. There were only two Oriental people, one old and one young, wearing sunglasses and enjoying the sunshine, which inevitably made the onlookers sigh a little bit of a waste of natural resources:

——With such a good fortune, why don’t you go and invite some beautiful companions? Don’t you see that the eyes of those girls over there are about to turn into gold coins?

However, their indignation obviously could not affect the leisurely and contented old and young man.

Playing with a string of crystal clear prayer beads, the older handsome middle-aged man touched his chin and said cheerfully:
"The Siamese monks have spent a lot of money on this gift. Although the owner of this string of relic beads is not a bodhisattva, he has touched the Luo Han Guo. Do you really not want it?"

"Master, you should take it back and let everyone use it. I am not interested in the bald man's ashes."

Zhu Mingyao turned over listlessly and muttered gloomily, and it was obvious that he was not in a very good mood.

Nonsense, anyone who has worked so hard for so many years, and then suddenly goes back to the time before liberation, with almost all his cultivation destroyed, would be in a good mood. If it weren't for the help of plug-ins, it would just take time to accumulate again. If it were someone else, he would probably have collapsed. How could some gifts make up for it?

"Don't be discouraged." Lin Xuansheng was very excited and took out rare treasures one by one.

"I know it takes a lot of time to start over, but there are shortcuts." He picked and chose, and comforted her in a gentle voice.

"Your feat this time is comparable to saving the world. All the big guys, no matter who they are, will be indebted to you. The treasures they send to you are all treasures at the bottom of the box."

The strange tone of voice lingered on certain words, and the boss, who had long been transcendental, smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the long-lost memories of the world.

"In addition to these, we have unanimously decided to give you some of the most [precious] things. Look at the time, it will be here soon. The [instructions] are in the bedroom, so hurry up and study them."

He glanced at the setting sun, turned his head with a twitching mouth, as if he was holding back an inexplicable smile, and stepped lightly on his toes.

The yacht that seemed to be made of steel was glowing faintly, and thousands of palaces were hidden among the countless illusory talismans inside. The star-like light turned into Tai Chi, leaving a pattern in the middle of the cabin.

"Go quickly, go quickly, the patient needs to conserve his energy, the things will be delivered to the door."

"Master, if you do this, I will feel very insecure. I am now a sick patient with no fighting ability, so I need to apply for a bodyguard..."

"The application is rejected! Before the Lord of Hell left, he left behind a large number of demon followers running around everywhere. Now everyone is busy clearing them out. Who has the time to be... a bodyguard? You can have fun on your own."

Lin Xuansheng rolled his eyes and waved his hand. His choice of words and sentences did not seem old-fashioned, but rather showed a fashionable style that kept pace with the times.

"I re-refined this Sanyuan Palace for you a few days ago. It is attached to the yacht. There is no problem with safety. The most important thing is the sound insulation effect... Hey, the first one has been delivered."

The Taoist smiled meaningfully, suddenly looked up at the sky, and while his raised thumb blocked Zhu Mingyao's vision, he kicked him lightly on the buttocks, which then dissipated into a soft breeze.

"The night is short, go now."

"Ouch, what a short time... my butt..."

Before he could figure out what was going on, the confused young man was kicked into the cabin bedroom by a gentle force.

He grumbled with his backhand, pulling out the square thing that hurt his butt from under him, and the words of complaint were suddenly stuck in his throat.

It wasn't that the thin red sandalwood sheets that bound the book weren't delicate enough, nor that the Su's brocade covering it wasn't gorgeous enough. What made the young man speechless for a long time was the large gold-plated characters on the cover: "The True Scripture of the Yellow Emperor and the White Lady"

There is also a small note underneath as an annotation - this is an ancient secret edition of the Danding Sect. I spent a lot of time and effort to get it. You know its effects!
"Of course I understand." Zhu Mingyao felt as if he had a mouthful of old soup in his mouth, which he turned around eight times but could not spit out.

The Neidan School's method of harmonizing yin and yang... His eyes darted back and forth between the barefoot girl who emerged from the light pattern in front of the door, and he rubbed his gums in embarrassment.

The setting sun was like molten gold, and the agate-colored sunset glowed over the yacht's porthole, coating Beverly's red hair with a layer of honey-like luster. She nervously grasped the corner of her clothes, and the mistletoe buds hanging on her fingertips were swaying gently with the rhythm of her breathing.

"Actually, actually..." Zhu Mingyao mumbled for a long time as if there was something in his mouth, but he couldn't figure out how to continue.

After all, he was not the kind of time traveler who was only interested in sex and not love. He always felt that their relationship had not reached that level yet.

But the next second, he didn't have to worry about it, because a graceful and beautiful figure approached him gently and firmly.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this." Zhu Mingyao finally managed to utter the second half of the sentence with a stammer, sweat breaking out on the tip of his nose.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" The druid girl spoke to herself, as if they were not on the same channel.

"The lie is that you have saved me many times, and now it is my turn to help you, so when those people wanted to find a suitable person, I chose to agree."

"And the truth is..." The short hair beside her ears fluttered wildly in the sea breeze, "Even if it's not for repayment, I... am willing to do it myself."

The unrestrained and bold declaration crashed into Zhu Mingyao's heart. He took a deep breath, and his nostrils were filled with fragrance.

What can be said now?
The rattan chairs placed in the room had lost their withered yellow color, and new tender branches were secretly spreading and intertwining, blocking the moonlight pouring in from the portholes, as if the quiet dense forest had been moved here.

Suddenly, the sound of dewdrops breaking could be heard in the forest, like a hummingbird singing softly. The dull breathing of the heather spread over the overlapping reflections, leaving two immature outlines on the annual rings of the bluestone.

Boom, boom, boom! A few loud knocking sounds were heard suddenly, and the intermittent hummingbird chirping in the air suddenly stopped in panic.

"You, how did you get here..." Sensing three familiar auras outside the door, Zhu Mingyao opened his mouth in surprise.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked a fact. The quantifier related to certain numbers just now seemed to be - [some] instead of [one]?
"If we don't come, who will? Tell me clearly, who is in there?"

Madison's angry roar was mixed with Zoe and the fortune teller's sour whispers of persuasion.

Although she had chosen to come together and was mentally prepared, this sudden situation still made her grit her teeth.

The round crystal ball in her palm projected swirling starlight. The girl, who had finally overcome her proud temper, came here with her eyes wide open, her golden twin ponytails almost standing up.

"I want to see which shameless kid is this..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a heavy pressure descended on her head, and the little head that was stepped on suddenly tilted.

It was a handsome pair of women's Martin boots, with shiny copper buckles on the black leather, supporting its owner who was wrapped in scarlet shadows.

The beautiful vampire queen leaped up, dodged the little witch's angry fireball, turned into a shadowy mist and smashed the door.

"A bunch of awkward little girls, whoever is inside, first come first served!"

Serena laughed loudly, making bold jokes while confirming her appearance fee:
"When your elder found me, he agreed to pay ten [Golden Pills], but..." She smiled evilly, her sharp canine teeth flashing a dangerous cold light: "If your performance today is better than last time, I can give you a discount."

"Last time?" X4
The unanimous screams tore apart the solidified atmosphere, and gradually merged into an indescribable noise in the chaos.

The moonlit sea surface was rippling in funny patterns, swaying slightly with the quiet yacht.

"What a nice boat." In the nearby bay, a night fisherman withdrew his envious eyes.

He glanced at his shabby car with disdain and muttered again.

"What a nice ship."

(End of this chapter)