Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 778 She is so good
At the entrance of the dessert shop, a cool evening breeze swept by, stirring up a few scattered fallen leaves.

Xu Lizhi stood in front of the door, wearing a rather peculiar green suit—bright in color, yet surprisingly well-tailored, making his slightly bulky figure appear more upright.

His vibrant green color was particularly striking under the night lights, making him tug at his clothes somewhat awkwardly, his face showing obvious embarrassment.

"Boss, is this really okay?" He looked up at the dessert shop owner standing inside the door, his voice hesitant. "It won't cost you too much, will it?"

Just now, he went on a shopping spree at this dessert shop, ordering over 500 servings of mung bean soup, setting an unprecedented record for the shop.

He thought that after the challenge, he would at most receive the green hat as a prize, but he never expected that the boss would give him such a respectable green suit as an extra gift.

This made him feel really bad—after all, the other party was just a small business, and judging from the quality of the suit, it was obviously not a cheap product. He was really embarrassed to accept it.

The dessert shop owner glanced silently at the screen of his phone, which displayed a recent deposit of over 500,000 Federal Dollars, the numbers gleaming faintly in the dim light.

His smile grew even more amiable, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out, and his tone was somewhat cheerful: "It's alright, according to the store's promotional rules, as long as you eat a hundred bowls of mung bean soup, you can get a free green hat."

"You ate over five hundred bowls in one go. If I were to give you five green hats in that proportion, wouldn't that seem too strange?"

The dessert shop owner paused, stepped forward, patted Xu Lizhi on the shoulder, and said in a more serious tone: "Consider this green suit as a personal gift from me, or rather, your 'battle suit'."

"Young man, the world is vast, and there's more to life than just the troubles you're facing right now. Go out and explore in this brand-new suit, and seek out new encounters."

This green suit was definitely not cheap; it cost a full ten thousand federal dollars. Initially, the dessert shop owner hadn't planned to display it—it was originally a limited edition he had prepared for a special event.

But when he saw Xu Lizhi showing off more than 500 servings of mung bean soup and the back-end revenue figures kept climbing, he didn't hesitate to give away the suit as a "gift".

After all, the cost of mung bean paste is quite limited.

The more than 500 servings that Xu Lizhi ate were made with the most common mung beans, not any rare or precious ingredients. Including water, electricity, and labor, the total cost was at most a little over one or two hundred federal dollars.

The more than 500,000 yuan he has earned is enough for him to buy several more warehouses of mung beans and give away a suit. It's just a drop in the ocean, but it can earn him a reputation as a "generous boss". Why not?
"Mm." Hearing his boss's sincere blessing, Xu Lizhi's hesitation gradually dissipated, replaced by a warm feeling. He nodded vigorously, his eyes slightly warm, his voice choked with emotion: "Boss, you're such a kind person."

"Silly child, everyone has their tough times when they're out in the world." The shopkeeper smiled, then took out a green hat and put it on Xu Lizhi's head: "Go on, wear this new outfit and look your best, maybe you'll run into something good around the corner."

Xu Lizhi looked down at his green suit, then looked up at his boss's kind smiling face, took a deep breath, and nodded vigorously: "Yes! Thank you, boss!"

After saying that, he straightened his back, as if he had really put on "battle armor," and strode into the night with firm steps.

That bright green faded into the distance under the dim streetlights, looking somewhat comical.

……

Meanwhile, in that secluded room in the Mingdu Gymnasium, a lingering, ambiguous atmosphere still hung in the air.

Gu Yuena slowly stood up, gently twisting her waist and stretching lazily. The curves of her shoulders, neck, and waist were like willow branches swaying in the spring breeze, supple and graceful, perfectly showcasing her beautiful figure that combined strength and gentleness.

Every inch of her skin shimmered with a lustrous glow under the light, as if the finest mutton fat jade had been meticulously polished, exuding an indescribable charm.

She reached out her delicate hand, her fingertips applying a gentle touch, and lightly stroked her flat stomach. The skin was still smooth and delicate, but there was no throbbing of life as she had expected.

A clear look of dissatisfaction appeared on Gu Yuena's pretty face, as if she regretted what had not been done, or as if she was angry at being interrupted.

With her strength and control as the Silver Dragon King, she could have extended this process of "dragon revival" much longer and absorbed more energy conducive to the growth of life.

Unfortunately, Fors on the other end of the soul communication seemed to have noticed something was wrong. His continuous questioning was filled with increasing doubt, and if it continued, he would inevitably expose his flaws.

Therefore, she only managed to perform the energy exchange two or three times before regretfully having to end this "grand project to revive the dragon race".

"What a despicable woman."

Gu Yuena muttered to herself, her tone full of resentment towards Fors—if it weren't for this uninvited guest's interference, she could have been one step closer to her goal.

After complaining, she bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground and gracefully put them on. Her silvery-white hair swayed gently with her movements, bringing with it a faint fragrance.

As she put them on, her gaze inadvertently fell on the white stockings in her hands. The thin fabric was stained with some barely concealable dampness, clearly making them unsuitable for continued wear.

"This probably won't work anymore, right?"

She frowned slightly, stared at the white silk in her hand for a moment, and finally casually tossed it into the storage soul tool beside her.

After dressing herself properly, she resumed her usual aloof and dignified demeanor, as if the intimate confrontation had never happened.

Then, Gu Yuena turned her gaze to Nan Fusheng, only to find that he was still not fully dressed and was just staring blankly at her. She couldn't help but scold him playfully, "What are you looking at? Didn't you get enough of looking at me just now?"

"Of course not," Nan Fusheng said honestly. "Gu Yue, you're so beautiful, I can never get enough of looking at you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena gave him a reproachful look, but her eyes held a subtle, almost imperceptible tenderness, and a hint of undisguised pride flashed across her face—this body carried the supreme bloodline of the dragon race.

The fact that Nan Fusheng was so infatuated with her was the best proof of her charm. The pride of the dragon race surged quietly in his blood, turning into a secret joy in his heart, like a sleeping dragon stretching out its scales and claws.

Gu Yuena slowly leaned forward, revealing a captivating smile. Her purple, vertical pupils shimmered with an alluring luster in the light, seemingly capable of drawing one's heart. Her lips parted slightly, her voice carrying a languid seduction, yet each word was clear and distinct:

"Then why don't you just get rid of Forsshock?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment as she finished speaking. She looked at Nan Fusheng's slightly changed expression, but her smile became even brighter, and she continued, "As long as you divorce her, there will be fewer things between us to worry about."

"By then—"

Gu Yuena deliberately drew out her words, her fingertips lightly tracing the back of Nan Fusheng's hand, the cool touch carrying a tingling, electric sensation, "Whether it's in the corridors of the Spirit Pagoda, or in the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest, or even on that precipice of ten thousand feet, experiencing the ultimate thrill..."

Her gaze, like vines, entwined around Nan Fusheng's eyes. Her voice lowered, carrying a captivating magnetism: "No matter how many novel ideas you harbor, no matter what unprecedented posture you wish to try, I can accompany you to realize them all. Whatever you want, you can do."

As for why only Fors was divorced and not Xu Xiaoyan?

Well, in Gu Yue's heart, Xu Xiaoyan really wasn't a threat. From Donghai Academy to Shrek Academy, Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan had always been together, so she naturally knew her good friend's personality very well.

Xiaoyan has a gentle and sweet personality. With just a little trickery, it wouldn't be difficult for her to win over this good friend, would it?

My goodness, she's so good at it!
Nan Fusheng felt a tightness in his throat and had to admit that Gu Yuena's words were indeed irresistibly tempting.

The imagery painted in her words was both subtly stimulating and showed the indulgence of a dragon sovereign, enough to shake the heart of any man.

But he quickly composed himself, looked at the breathtakingly beautiful face before him, slowly shook his head, and said with a tone that was somewhat strained but exceptionally firm: "No, I cannot agree to your proposal."

"Hmph~ Fine, don't take it then." Gu Yuena slowly straightened up, gave Nan Fusheng a light snort, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible reproach, "Even if I gave you a chance, it was useless."

Before she finished speaking, she flicked her slender hand, and a silver-gray card streaked through the air like a shooting star, landing on the low table in front of Nan Fusheng with a slight whooshing sound.

The card's edges are inlaid with fine, dark patterns that shimmer with a subtle metallic sheen under the light, clearly indicating that it is no ordinary object.

“There are five million federal dollars in here.”

She looked up at him, the allure gone, replaced by a commanding tone that spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Go buy some more nourishing food for yourself. I won't let you off so easily next time."

The implication in his words was obvious, carrying both a hint of teasing and an undeniable sense of dominance, as if he had already taken control of their next interaction.

As soon as she finished speaking, a layer of dazzling silver light emanated from Gu Yuena's body. The light was not dazzling, but like flowing moonlight, gently enveloping her body and casting a hazy glow on the edges of her black robe.

Energy fluctuations trembled gently in the air, forming visible ripples. As the light grew more intense, her figure gradually became transparent in the silvery glow.

The silver light abruptly receded, like a receding tide, leaving the spot empty.

Only a faint scent of ambergris lingered in the air, along with her last words, delivered in an authoritative tone: "And you are not allowed to mess around with other women today. At least for today, that thing belongs to me."

The sound dissipated into the air, yet it carried a heavy weight, as if it had erected an invisible prohibition.

Gu Yuena's figure had long since disappeared into the horizon, but she secretly sneered inwardly. That woman, Fors, had dared to displease her, so naturally she wouldn't let her have her way.

At least for today, Nan Fusheng's body and soul should bear her mark; it belongs to her. She would never allow anything she had used to be handed over to another woman.

The wind in the clouds lifted her robes, making them flutter. Gu Yuena looked up at the distant horizon, her gaze cold as ice. Five million Federal Credits were just a small sum to be spent casually; what she truly cared about was the sense of control that belonged only to her.

Although Nan Fusheng's hesitation today displeased her, it also fueled her competitive spirit—one day, she would make him willingly sever his ties with Fors and make him fully understand who was truly worthy of his devotion.

Her figure, which had been skimming through the clouds, paused slightly. Her fingertips unconsciously caressed the reverse scale hidden in her sleeve. Although she hadn't been able to integrate this reverse scale into Nan Fusheng's body today, it had made her understand Nan Fusheng's special qualities.

"Was something already tampered with back in Shrek City?" she murmured to herself, her voice scattering in the wind.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, flickering like stars. "Could it be that Fors was so enthusiastic towards him because she witnessed the changes in him after he absorbed that monocle?"

……

Inside the room of the Mingdu Grand Gymnasium, silence was slowly filling the void left by Gu Yuena's departure.

Nan Fusheng held the card in his hand, the coldness of the metal coming through his fingertips, a stark contrast to the warmth of his palm.

The subtle patterns on the card's surface gleamed under the light, and the figure of five million Federal Credits struck him like an invisible hammer, causing his expression to become strange.

"Am I... being seduce?" he murmured, his tone filled with disbelief and absurdity. This sudden intimacy ended in such an absurd way that he was left both amused and exasperated.

He wasn't unaware of Gu Yuena's intentions. The money was less of a compensation and more of a powerful declaration, asserting that she had maintained control of the confrontation.

He shook his head, banishing the strange thought from his mind. Dwelling on it seemed pointless; Gu Yuena's style was simply like that—domineering, direct, and possessing an unquestionable strength that didn't allow for much room for others to object.

"Forget it, go back."

Nan Fusheng sighed softly and carefully stored the card in the inner compartment of his soul tool. He raised his hand to straighten his clothes and tie up his loose hair. As he moved, he could still feel the faint scent of ambergris lingering on his body, intertwined with the scent left by Gu Yuena, reminding him that what he had just experienced was not a dream.

After getting dressed, he took one last look at the messy room—the scattered clothes, the lingering ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and the white stocking that Gu Yuena had discarded and which had long been stored in the soul tool all served as footnotes to this brief confrontation.

He pushed open the door; the light in the hallway was a bit too bright, causing him to squint instinctively. His footsteps smacked softly on the polished floor, gradually fading into the distance.

The door behind him slowly closed, locking all the romance and entanglement within that space, leaving Nan Fusheng with mixed feelings as he walked into the night of Mingdu.

(End of this chapter)