Chapter 138: Fang Qi's Conspiracy Is...

"A conspiracy! This must be a conspiracy by that black-hearted shop!" Though the book had been brought back, Zhang Wanyu was thoroughly convinced that this was a plot devised by the little establishment they were currently suppressing.

"To actually resort to such tactics!? Thank goodness we discovered it early!" Zhang Wanyu proclaimed righteously, her voice ringing out.

"Mm." Dong Qingli had already flipped to the first page of Diablo at this point. She skimmed it, muttering incredulously, "Is this book really that good?"

"..." Xiang Qinghe sensed that something was increasingly amiss.

"Still... there's no harm in getting to know it, right...?" he thought to himself, wiping away a cold sweat that did not exist on his brow.

"The writing style seems rather ordinary..." Dong Qingli began, her dark brows knitting together. Yet, the further she read, the more astonished she became, for what was described within the pages was an entirely novel and unparalleled world!

This had nothing to do with feelings of envy or admiration; it was simply that when anyone discovered a miraculous place in this world that was completely different from what they knew, entirely surpassing their own cognition, they would be seized by a powerful thirst for knowledge to explore further.

As she read these words, she even felt her understanding of the world and her horizons broadening. This was perhaps like...

A process of knowing the world!

Though she did not know that the rigorous and incredibly fantastical story she was reading did not exist in her own world.

Driven by this intense emotion, she could not help but read on. At this moment, she felt as if she were in a world completely shrouded in mist; every time a new thing was explored or a deeper understanding of this world was gained, a strange sense of accomplishment washed over her!

This was just like before Fang Qi crossed over, when he would encounter a novel with a god-tier opening. As a novel enthusiast, most would be too excited to control themselves, while simultaneously admiring the author's imagination and looking forward even more to how it would develop next.

Thus, as a fan of biographical novels, Dong Qingli was subconsciously mesmerized by encountering such a plot with a god-tier development.

She read through the entire book until she reached the very last page...

"I still feel like there are things I haven't quite figured out..." Dong Qingli mused, leaning her fragrant cheek on her hand. "And who exactly is the Dark Wanderer they mentioned several times...?"

"No... I have to read it again..." Immediately afterward, she was seen flipping the book back to the beginning.

Compared to the game, where the plot's brilliance was obscured by various gameplay elements, this official novel highlighted the classic nature of its storyline!

Xiang Qinghe and Zhang Wanyu exchanged a glance, suddenly feeling a daze: should they snatch this book away and burn it?!

Zhang Wanyu felt that if they didn't do so, even more unbelievable things might happen later.

Before long, her premonition was proven correct, for she saw that after Dong Qingli finished reading it a second time, she flipped the book back to the beginning once more to start over.

Some people could reread brilliant parts over and over again, though such people were rare... but...

Zhang Wanyu stared open-mouthed at the scene before her, seemingly witnessing for the first time what a true bookworm looked like...

Her face was filled with a desire to cry but having no tears; she felt that this book should have been burned before it was brought back. Now... it seemed too late.

Xiang Qinghe felt a bitter misery in his heart.

After all the hard work he and Huo Chong had put into planning so many things, seeing this situation now made his heart fluctuate wildly. Would his master just defect directly to the enemy in the next moment...!?

Because he seemed to have mentioned earlier that the black-hearted shop also had games to play!

What the hell!?

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

When Young Master Chen caught wind that the Blue Flame Pavilion could actually manufacture firearms, and had even produced a successful finished product, his heart leaped with excitement!

As a loyal Counter-Strike enthusiast, to discover that there was a way to obtain such a miraculous weapon in reality?!

Hearing that someone had crafted a Magnum pistol at the Blue Flame Pavilion made him utterly overjoyed!

As for the cost...

He was not a man lacking in funds, because he was a man who fleeced his father.

"Father!" During dinner, he casually brought it up. "Give me some spirit crystals. I want to buy a weapon."

"Buy a weapon?!" Chen Feng was startled.

One had to know that this son of his had always been a loafer, unable to carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands, accomplished in neither letters nor martial arts.

Yet, he had only this one son, and he could not bring himself to beat him.

But today, his son had actually taken the initiative to say he wanted to buy a weapon?!

"What kind of weapon do you want?" Chen Feng waved his hand grandly. "Your old man will get you the best one!"

"Just give me a thousand spirit crystals, I'm buying a pistol." Young Master Chen spoke calmly.

"One..." Chen Feng was dumbfounded on the spot. "How much?!"

Do not look down on the Chen family's considerable influence; a thousand spirit crystals was still a significant amount. He had originally thought that given his son's level, dozens or a hundred spirit crystals would suffice, as he probably wouldn't even be able to wield anything too superior.

Who would have thought that the moment he opened his mouth, it would be... a thousand spirit crystals!?

"Of course, I've also made plans with Palace Master Xue of the Liuyun Daoist Palace and Sect Master Ye of the Yunhai Sect to go buy them together when the time comes." Young Master Chen said with supreme nonchalance. "How could I go looking too shabby?"

Truth be told, at this moment, those whose technical levels were on the same line were basically these few people.

Moreover, Young Master Chen had even been comrades-in-arms with Xue Daolv to "RUSH B"...

"Who!!??" Chen Feng's face twitched violently. At this moment, he really wanted to step forward and deliver a resounding slap: Has this brat not woken up yet?! Is he dreaming?!

"Palace Master Xue of the Liuyun Daoist Palace, of course. Say no more, I have to take them to play Counter-Strike after dinner..." Young Master Chen waved his hand.

"Play what?!" Chen Feng felt his brain failing to keep up.

"Counter-Strike." Young Master Chen said. "Just that shop in the city that everyone has been suppressing lately."

"..." Chen Feng's face darkened. Since he had also participated in this suppression, he said with a cold face, "You dare to go to a place like that?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Young Master Chen said. "Palace Master Xue even said that if I take him to play Counter-Strike these few days, he will accept me into the Liuyun Daoist Palace as a disciple when the time comes... For someone with my talent, even if I started cultivating a bit late, refining into the Yuan River Realm wouldn't be a problem. I was too lazy to even agree."

"..." Chen Feng's face twitched violently once more.

"Is it really Palace Master Xue?!" Chen Feng asked again. "You brat haven't been conned by someone, have you?"

"I don't know Palace Master Xue, but I've seen City Master An." Young Master Chen said. "Someone who doesn't need to give face to City Master An—could I possibly mistake him?"

"..." He knew that An Huwei favored this small shop. He had originally thought that this small shop had some sort of connection with An Huwei, but looking at it now...

It seemed to be entirely a different matter?

He felt more and more that something was amiss, and immediately spoke up, "Son, after dinner later, take your old man to play that... Counter-Strike as well?"

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