After being taken to the police station, Lu Junzhuo thought it was nothing serious.
He had deliberately shrunk his bones, so no one knew who the man who fought with Tang Yu was.
Being arrested, at most he would be charged with gambling—a minor issue.
However, for some reason, after being arrested this time, he was subjected to a whole night of interrogation and various investigations.
They didn't even offer him a glass of water!
Fortunately, after enduring a night of torment and finding no issues, they sent him to the detention center on charges of participating in a group gambling.
Upon his arrival, he saw four familiar faces.
It was the four members of the Grim Reaper Squad.
In the vast sea of people, meeting here made Lu Junzhuo feel incredibly emotional.
Damn, this place was almost becoming a club for the Dragon Soul Organization.
"Lu Shao, how did you end up here?" asked Deng Hei, who had twelve fingers, as soon as he saw Lu Junzhuo enter.
"I came to see you guys and take you out," Lu Junzhuo said nonchalantly, hands behind his back.
"Why does your face look a bit pale?" the four asked again.
"A bit carsick," Lu Junzhuo's mouth twitched.
"And why is there blood on you?"
"I injured someone," Lu Junzhuo said, then quickly cut off any further questions from the four. "You guys go rest, we'll leave together tomorrow. I need your help in Su Hang."
Somehow, after not seeing them for a while, he felt something was off about these four.
They seemed a bit simple-minded!
After exchanging glances, they all said in unison, "Lu Shao, your trust in us will be repaid with our lives!"
Facing their loyalty, Lu Junzhuo nodded, quite satisfied.
These were the loyal followers he had personally trained.
Their loyalty was evident to heaven and earth!
Thinking it over, he called the four over and quietly shared his next plan with them.
They listened intently, though their expressions were somewhat strange.
After he finished, Lu Junzhuo went back to his bed to heal.
Today's punch had indeed been quite heavy.
It would take at least ten days to half a month to recover!
...
At the same time, Tang Yu was also sent to the hospital.
Carrying the astonished gazes of everyone in the hospital.
Bai Wanyi carried Tang Yu in a princess hold into the examination room.
Fortunately, after a while, the doctor handed the examination report to Bai Wanyi.
"Miss Bai, your loved one is fine, just overly exhausted. He'll recover with some rest."
"He's not my loved one," Bai Wanyi blushed slightly, embarrassed.
The doctor just chuckled and said nothing. Not a loved one? Yet he was carried in a princess hold.
Looking at Tang Yu, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, Bai Wanyi felt uneasy.
After taking so many hits, how could he not be injured?
She thought about it and decided to take off Tang Yu's shirt to check again.
Just in case there were any unnoticed wounds that might get infected later.
Soon, Tang Yu's shirt was pulled off.
She took a wet towel and carefully wiped the blood off his body.
Then, seeing his solid eight-pack abs, she couldn't help but blush slightly.
As a female police officer, Bai Wanyi had a strong dislike for effeminate men!
She believed her future man must possess a masculine aura and be skilled in combat!
And of course, abs were a must!
"Uh... let's see if the abs got hurt."
She cleared her throat and gently touched them a few times with her hand.
Not bad, quite solid!
After a few touches, she felt too embarrassed to continue.
She felt a bit guilty, her heart racing.
Then she turned Tang Yu over to check his back, and indeed, there were no wounds at all.
"I haven't checked below yet."
She remembered this issue.
At the casino, Tang Yu had clung to his trousers, refusing to let her check.
Now she wondered if he was hiding an injury he didn't want her to know about.
Although the doctor had already examined him, she decided to check again just to be safe.
So, she decided to pull down Tang Yu's trousers.
Just as she began, Tang Yu woke up.
"Damn!"
Seeing his trousers being pulled, Tang Yu couldn't help but curse.
But seeing it was Bai Wanyi...
He breathed a sigh of relief.
[Good thing it's not a guy, damn.]
[The world is too chaotic these days. I heard about someone who got drunk and passed out on the roadside.]
[Not only did a guy steal his phone, but he also got messed with.]
[Sigh, the world is really messed up, a handsome guy like me is too vulnerable.]
"What are you doing?"
He quickly asked, trying to pull his trousers back up.
But because he was so weak, he couldn't muster any strength.
After Tang Yu cursed, Bai Wanyi was also startled.
Then she snorted.
"Checking to see if you're injured."
"..."
Tang Yu felt these women were all crazy.
[What kind of check-up is this? You're clearly drooling over my body.]
[If I hadn't woken up, you might have taken advantage of me.]
"It seems like there's nothing wrong, but let me know if you feel uncomfortable anywhere."
Seeing that Tang Yu was awake, Bai Wanyi felt too embarrassed to continue.
Cough.
It felt a bit awkward, sorry to her two best friends.
But was he overthinking?
Me, taking advantage of him? Wishful thinking!
"Then help me get dressed, I'm too weak right now."
Tang Yu said helplessly, feeling a bit odd.
Bai Wanyi rolled her eyes, helped Tang Yu get dressed, and added.
"Don't overthink it, I was really just checking your body. How did you survive all those hits?"
"Hard-headed!"
Tang Yu chuckled, and after resting for a while, the energy from the Immovable Wisdom King Technique began to slowly recover.
But today's incident at the casino really gave him a scare.
Lu Junzhuo was indeed more formidable than Ye Chen.
Thinking of collaborating with him to deal with Ye Chen seemed unlikely now.
One's a maggot and the other's a cockroach, neither are good creatures.
What's more troubling is that this bastard has become a real threat to him.
Just then, a sudden urge to urinate surged.
He had been drinking several bottles at the barbecue with Bai Wanyi since going to the casino and hadn't urinated since.
He tried to get up from the bed to address this physiological need.
But he, completely drained, seemed to have a bit of a hard time.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Tang Yu suddenly looking awkward, Bai Wanyi asked.
"I need to pee."
Tang Yu coughed dryly, somewhat embarrassed.
"Then you should go..."
It was only then that Bai Wanyi remembered he was too weak to move.
Her face flushed too. Was she really going to have to support him to the bathroom?
She had taken care of children before, so she knew how to help with such matters...
Seeing him looking desperate to go.
She bit her lip and said, "Alright, I'll help you."
For her, sneaking a few touches of his abs was already pushing boundaries.
This was a bit of a psychological breakthrough.
But considering he was in this state because he had saved her, she felt compelled to lower her psychological barriers.
After placing Tang Yu's hand on her shoulder, Bai Wanyi supported him to the restroom in the ward.
The restroom wasn't large, and it was a bit cramped with both of them inside.
"I'll owe you one, next time it's on me," Tang Yu coughed again.
[Don't worry, I'm a reasonable guy, I never take advantage of others.]
[I return favors threefold.]
[If you ever need help, just ask. If I refuse, I'm a dog.]
"..."
Bai Wanyi felt a sudden urge to hit someone.
Fortunately, she was decisive and disliked dragging things out.
Once she made up her mind, she proceeded as she would with her little nephew.
But halfway through, she still found herself hesitating...
[Don't hesitate, hurry up, I'm about to burst.]
[It's quite big, just bear with it!]
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
