Baihu City.
With a loud thunder, thousands of tons of rain fell from the center of the sky, like a roaring beast pouncing on the vast ground.
The once bustling urban area was deserted, and a red banner reading "Congratulations to our city's student Zhou Chuan for winning the top spot in the college entrance examination" was fluttering in the wind and rain, like the end of a song and the dispersal of people.
“Boom!”
Mr. Fu sat alone in the office. The pale light from the ceiling shone on his wrinkled face, making him look like a mottled and dilapidated ancient statue.
"Knock! Knock!" There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in." Mr. Fu said in a deep voice.
The next moment, He Lengfeng pushed the door open and walked in: "As you expected, there is movement in Japan again."
Mr. Fu took the information, glanced through it casually, and couldn't help but sneer: "These bastards really don't know how to be honest. They just got beaten a few years ago, and now they are jumping around again. If you don't know, you would think that their piece of broken land is going to sink."
"It is possible." He Lengfeng said, "According to reliable information, their ruins are about to collapse, and a large number of dark creatures have emerged from it. In just seven days, they have conquered a large city..."
"Want to divert the blame?" Old Fu raised his eyebrows.
"It should be correct." He Lengfeng said.
"How brave!"
When Mr. Fu slapped down, the solid and heavy desk instantly fell apart, and the documents scattered along with it, with white papers flying all over the room like falling paper money.
"Leng Feng, take your men to Fengwu Mountain for support now, and tell Xiao Cao, Ah Cheng and the others: our ancestors are watching us, don't embarrass the people of Baihu!"
"Yes!" He Lengfeng saluted.
"Also... don't let Achuan know about what's happening at home. Montenegro is also in chaos, so don't let him be distracted."
As Mr. Fu spoke, he sighed softly.
After all, this fierce tiger has reached his twilight years, just like a captain about to face a storm on the sea. All his energy has been used up just to maintain the basic stability of the ship.
Feeling his physical and mental strength gradually declining, he had to admit the terrible fact: he was really old...
Perhaps, just as his old rival Zhanghe said, soon the sun will no longer shine on him.
"Why did I suddenly remember that old dog's nonsense? What bad luck!"
Mr. Fu, unable to hide his anger, picked up the large teapot from the table and drank it. After drinking a cup of warm boiled water, he slowly sat down on the sofa on the other side of the office.
For him who has seen too many big scenes, this wave is not a big problem.
…
At the same time, on Fengwu Mountain.
Zhou Cheng sat in the tent, looking at the dark sky through the gap in the curtains, and he could not hide the worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry, Brother Cheng. It will be safer for the children to leave Baihu now."
Lao Cao came from behind, holding a small plastic bucket in his left hand and handing Zhou Cheng a paper cup with his right hand. He unscrewed the lid of the bucket and poured some clear liquor into it: "It's cold and rainy, warm yourself up!"
"Okay." Zhou Cheng said, and drank the wine in the glass.
His every move was calm and steady. If Zhou Chuan were sitting here at this moment, he would definitely feel extremely unfamiliar.
Because in his memory, his father Zhou Cheng has always been an open-minded and easy-going person.
Whether as a son, husband, or father, he is extremely qualified and can be said to have perfectly performed every role in life.
But at this moment, his eyes were as sharp as knives and his face was as dark as water, looking like a capable man from a military background. He was completely different from the talkative and cheerful Officer Zhou that the neighbors knew.
Both of them are the real him.
"It's raining really hard," he said.
"Yeah." Lao Cao also poured himself a glass of wine and said as he drank, "The rain keeps falling. I'm afraid Baihu will suffer another disaster. But Brother Cheng, are you scared?"
"Fuck you." Zhou Cheng cursed and laughed as he punched Lao Cao, then turned back into the familiar look: "Parents, wife, son... My whole family is in Baihu, how can I not worry?"
"Yeah..." The image of his crazy girl showing off flashed through his mind. Lao Cao pressed his temples with a headache, but he couldn't hide his smile: "Achuan is so good, so sensible, much less troublesome than my girl."
"That kid of mine... I get angry whenever you mention him!"
When this topic was brought up, Zhou Cheng instantly became a different person. He opened his phone, moved closer to Lao Cao, and showed him the screen of his phone:
"Lao Cao, look! This is the message that Old Man Fu sent me. He said that the kid created another purple spiritual card two days ago and broke through the gold level! He didn't even call me to tell me about such a big thing. When he comes back, you'll see, I'm definitely going to scold him!"
"What's the first place in the Northland competition? What's the top scorer in the college entrance examination? No matter how great he is, he is still my son. I am not the kind of parent who spoils his child! What do you call this? A good education!"
Looking at Zhou Cheng's mouth that was about to grin to his ears, Lao Cao fell silent. After sitting quietly for half a minute, he silently carried his small wine barrel and walked away.
Damn Versailles.
He shouldn't have come.
…
As evening approached, the rain gradually stopped.
Zhou Chuan found some time to call home: "Hello, Mom, has my dad come out yet? Not yet? Did he blow up the mountain?"
As he spoke, he opened the window, letting in the damp mountain breeze and enjoying the coolness: "I'm on a mission... Then tell him to be careful. I'm afraid it will take me a month or two to go home..."
As Zhou Chuan was talking, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but say, "Oh, by the way, Mom, I just asked a senior to send a few cards to my house. Please take them. Maybe they will be useful to you..."
"Yes, your son is already so old, can he not take care of himself? Don't worry! Go ahead, I'll hang up first."
The call was immediately hung up. Seeing the phone screen gradually go out, Zhou Chuan's eyes moved slightly and he sighed after a long time.
Just like when I broke through the gold level a few days ago, I suddenly realized that the place occupied by the Black Mountain Ghost King was the legendary City of the Dead.
Just when he was taking a nap in the afternoon, he was awakened from his sleep again, and had a vague premonition that something might happen in Baihu.
So, he hurriedly used the existing materials at hand to create a few cards that were not very powerful but very practical. He asked Zhu Yanbei, who had nothing to do every day and just took pictures, to help him send them home. Only then did he feel relieved.
"Huh..."
Accompanied by the rustling sound of rain hitting the inn, Zhou Chuan let out a long breath and looked far away in the direction of Baihu.
The sense of security that he had unconsciously felt because of the gathering of the six masters and his mental strength breaking through the gold level disappeared again. He still needed more and more powerful cards!
"We must kill the Black Mountain Ghost King as soon as possible."
Zhou Chuan spoke softly, looking at the outline of the Great Black Mountain in the distance with sparkling eyes, determined to defeat the other party before the genius exchange meeting between the two countries at all costs!
"Maybe we can start that plan ahead of time..."
He said in his heart.
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