When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 18 You smell so good
Inside the dimly lit room, the light-blocking curtains were tightly drawn, and the only thing visible in the darkness was the lit computer screen.

"It's been three days. When is Zhong Jing finally leaving?"

The microphone icon representing the speaker lights up, transmitting the altered voice here.

"We can't hold back any longer."

Another hoarse voice rang out: "If you ask me, we should just kill Zhong Jing. All six of us have received divine blessings; surely we can't defeat him alone?"

"You're brainless. Do you think Zhong Jing would let us gang up on him? If anyone's going to gang up on us, it'll be him leading the security guards to gang up on us," a deep voice mocked.

"Security officers? Heh," a hoarse voice scoffed, "While I may not know the identities of some of you, the fact that we've been able to infiltrate Canghai City for so long... among the security officers..."

"Shut up!"

The figure in front of the computer pressed the talk button, and a chilling voice suddenly rang out, "Want to die?"

The cold voice, filled with hostility and murderous intent, seemed to possess some kind of magic, instantly silencing the chat room.

After a long while, a voice rang out again, saying, "Boss, we don't want to take any risks either, but you know we can't endure this for long. How about you arrange for us to leave Canghai City?"

“There are detectors at every intersection that check for fluctuations in internal energy. If you don’t help us, boss, we’ll have to cross mountains and valleys.” The hoarse voice, no longer impulsive, said.

After the invention of the first internal energy detector, the situation of unregistered martial artists in Dongxia was destined to be difficult.

And as technology continues to advance, it will become increasingly difficult.

Just like now, if these cult members want to escape, they can only cross mountains and valleys.

But let's not even mention that there are security guards in mountainous areas, and traversing mountains is risky. And once an attack occurs in the mountains, there's truly no one to turn to for help.

Animal blood and sweat cannot satisfy their needs, unless they are monsters.

"Wait a few more days, things will turn around soon. Use your existing stock to tide you over for now," the leader ordered.

As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the chat room seemed to ease, even though it was through a computer screen.

"Alright, let's use our existing inventory for now."

"Sigh, the effect of stockpiled goods is far less than that of fresh ones, so we still have to endure it."

"Alright, at least I didn't make you fight against Zhong Jing, that three-star guy."

One by one, the members of the chat room left, and finally it became completely quiet.

The figure in front of the computer closed the chat room window and then opened a folder on the desktop.

Soon, a photo of a mature-looking teenager appeared on the screen.

"Soon," he said calmly.

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"Qi penetrates the rainbow!"

The young man in the green martial arts uniform shouted, his clothes billowed out, his short hair seemed to stand on end, and he charged out like a tiger, his fists waving and creating afterimages.

"That's really fast."

With the aid of "bullet time," Bai Ze could clearly see that this person was throwing at least nine punches every second, a veritable rain of blows.

Then, three seconds later...

The young man in the video is gathering his inner energy.

That's it. It only lasted three seconds. If it had continued, let alone nine punches per second, it wouldn't have even lasted three.

This is the essence of "a powerful aura," a true man in three seconds.

Even if one's strength increases in the future, generally speaking, one can only last one or two seconds longer. This is because as strength increases, the explosive power of "Qi Piercing the Rainbow" will also increase, and the energy consumption will naturally increase as well.

Furthermore, the three-second duration of "Qi Guan Chang Hong" is based on the condition of being at the peak of one's power. If used after a long battle, the duration will be reduced.

In short, "long-lasting" length is not suitable for men with very short penises. Moreover, it is precisely because of this drawback that "long-lasting" length is inexpensive.

"Bullet finger" and "shotgun mark" are similarly cheaper because they are difficult to make and can easily injure the user.

The three martial arts skills combined only amount to 240 points, leaving 60 points for Bai Ze to use for other purposes.

'That's it.'

Bai Ze immediately decided to exchange for "Qi Guan Chang Hong".

"Bullet finger" and "shotgun mark" are also among the options.

【Night Rain Sounds Annoying】: Thank you for your guidance, Brother Zuiqiang [clasped hands].

[King of Talk]: We're all fans and fellow enthusiasts, it's just my duty. Feel free to ask me any questions in the future; I enjoy discussing martial arts with people.

【Night Rain Sounds Annoying】: Yao Guangxue is the best in the world.

[King of Verbal Combat]: Yao Guangxue is the best in the world.

What adorable fans! I've decided, starting today, I, Bai Ze, can also be a fan and love Yao Guang.

After shouting the same slogan, Bai Ze and the King of Mouths ended their private chat.

He turned off the light screen projection and slowly exhaled, "I'll go exchange for these three martial arts techniques tomorrow."

As for today—

Hearing his stomach begin to rumble with hunger, Bai Ze gritted his teeth and said, "Practice my skills."

In fact, Bai Ze could already smell the odor coming from the kitchen. Even though the room and the kitchen were far apart, Bai Ze could tell that Chen Chulan was cooking.

However, the food that used to be delicious now makes Bai Ze feel nauseous just from the smell.

When someone's sense of smell is as acute as Bai Ze's, even the smallest flaw can be magnified to an unacceptable degree. Chen Chulan, while not bad at cooking, is certainly not at the point where her skills are limited to just a few minor flaws.

So, I'm skipping lunch.

Bai Ze opened another box, took out a tube of Bluebird Supplement, and gulped it down.

As a martial arts supplement, its greatest feature is that it is rich in nutrients and can replenish vital energy. Ordinary low-level martial artists do not have the ability to absorb vital energy; they can only refine essence into qi. Martial arts supplements are designed to replenish this kind of consumption.

As for Bai Ze, he had no shortage of vital energy, but he was lacking in nutrition.

'I never thought I'd be worrying about food even though I don't have to worry about resources anymore.'

I still need to buy martial arts supplements.

Fortunately, the Bluebird supplement was effective, and in a short time, Bai Ze felt his hunger disappear.

He went to the bed, sat cross-legged, and began to concentrate on his cultivation, striving to achieve innate fetal breathing in the shortest possible time so that he would no longer need to defecate.

At the same time, in another room of the orphanage, Luo Tao, who was supposed to be working on the weekend, was still in the orphanage.

A faint scent entered Luo Tao's nose, causing him to clench his teeth and suppress the sudden surge of urge to become stronger.

"This smells...so good."

Luo Tao's face was contorted with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot. "It's Bai Ze. He's back. He smells even better now."

"Bai Ze, you smell so good."

Accompanied by a murmur, a violent fluctuation of internal energy emanated from Luo Tao.

Even within the same orphanage, people who smell different scents face different circumstances.

(End of this chapter)