kvmb Chapter 207 This is standard service language
Chapter 207 This is standard service language
One explosion after another rang out, and the teleportation array, which had not yet come to a complete stop, made a series of loud "creaking" noises.
A panicked voice rang out from the teleportation array administrator: "Stop! Everyone stop! The teleportation array is about to collapse! Damn it, we can deal with any problems after we get out of the teleportation array."
No one responded to the teleportation array administrator's words; only more explosions echoed within the teleportation array.
High-level cultivators disregard the lives of others and first activate their own spiritual energy shields.
More cultivators angrily cursed, "It's all your fault! You were thinking of making money by buying and selling cultivators, and now you've ruined it. Couldn't you have made a little less? There are hundreds of cultivators in this teleportation array being targeted. It would be strange if they didn't blow up your teleportation array."
The teleportation array administrator didn't have time to reply; he was focused on getting the teleportation array to land as quickly as possible.
As for whether the teleportation array would be damaged, they didn't care anymore; they just wanted it not to disintegrate in mid-air.
Perhaps the teleportation array administrator was just too skilled, because the teleportation array finally landed in a cloud of dust.
Amidst the massive jolts and bounces, all the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.
As the teleportation array gate opened, more explosions rang out inside.
Zhong Lingxin also threw two explosive talismans into the sky, and at the same time flashed into the Nine-Layered Tower.
The two explosive talismans exploded so violently that even the high-level cultivator's spiritual energy shield was shattered.
The teleportation array was also completely shattered in the violent explosion.
Countless dismembered limbs of cultivators were blasted out of the teleportation array.
After the explosion, Zhong Lingxin flashed out of the Nine-Layered Tower and was blown extremely far away along with the cultivators who were also blown out.
She didn't want this to happen, but a cultivator behind her had already grabbed her shoulder.
If it weren't for the protective robes given to her by her master, her shoulder blades would probably have been crushed.
Zhong Lingxin, who was thrown out of the teleportation array, landed on a street.
At this moment, she was dressed as a male cultivator and was using the aura of that cultivator named Wu Lao Er.
The loud bang of the teleportation array, coupled with the falling cultivators and severed limbs, caused those around to subtly turn their backs on Zhong Lingxin, who had regained her footing.
It's best to avoid provoking cultivators who can escape unscathed from such a massive explosion.
Zhong Lingxin dusted off her sleeves and walked gracefully forward.
Now, she needs to find a place to stay.
The inns on Dragon Island were already packed with people.
Zhong Lingxin had no choice but to go to a restaurant and sit down.
The waiter quickly served her wine and dishes.
Zhong Lingxin stopped the waiter who was about to leave and handed him a mid-grade spirit stone: "Brother waiter, I came to the island to look for someone, but I haven't received a reply. Brother waiter, could you recommend a place to stay?"
The waiter swallowed hard as he looked at the mid-grade spirit stones.
This mid-grade spirit stone is worth a month's income for him.
However, the cultivators who have recently come to the island are all too ruthless, so he dares not make money from them.
Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of several thin, pale-faced children at the door. He quickly grabbed the spirit stone, pointed at the children, and said, "Immortal Master, go ask them. They have better information than I do."
Zhong Lingxin looked up and saw several thin, pale-faced children diligently opening and closing the door for the guests. Some generous guests casually tossed a spirit stone on the ground, causing the thin, pale-faced children to scramble for it.
One of the children was quite clever; his eyes darted among the diners in the restaurant, trying to figure out which cultivator was generous enough to give spirit stones.
Zhong Lingxin waved to him.
The boy immediately ran in happily: "Sir, how may I help you?"
Zhong Lingxin was speechless upon hearing this; it was standard service language!
She smiled and handed the boy a mid-grade spirit stone, asking, "What's your name?"
The boy, having not received any service instructions, hesitated to accept the spirit stones, but still obediently replied, "Sir, my name is Long Liu'er, and I am a cultivator on this island."
Zhong Lingxin nodded. Most of the cultivators on Dragon Island were surnamed Long. Perhaps they were branches of the Long family, or perhaps they changed their surname to Long for better survival on the island.
She placed the spirit stone in Long Liu'er's hand and asked softly, "Long Liu, this guest needs a place to stay for about a year. Can you find one for me?"
Long Liu'er hesitated.
Of course he has a place to stay; his family has a room for rent. But Dragon Island is too chaotic right now, so he doesn't dare take on the job for the time being.
But he desperately needed spirit stones.
Since the chaos on Dragon Island, the cultivators on the island have dared not go out to sea, which has made life much more difficult for the people of Dragon Island.
His father originally ran a stall to support the family, but one day while setting up his stall, a monk took a liking to a piece of ore on the stall, forcibly snatched it, and severely injured his father.
The family's life fell into hardship, and at such a young age, he had to go out and make a living, carefully giving directions, running errands, and working as a doorman every day.
Seeing Long Liu'er's hesitation, Zhong Lingxin said softly, "I'm here to find a friend. I've lost contact with him. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."
The waiter, carrying another dish, walked past Zhong Lingxin's table, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.
Isn't that obvious? Bad people don't have it written on their faces, so who would say they're a bad person?
Having already accepted a spirit stone from the man, he figured he should at least say something. As he walked, he said, "Sir, you're right. You seem like a good person. Little Liu, could you help sir look for him?"
Zhong Lingxin looked at Long Liuer, who was still hesitating, picked up a piece of fish fillet from the table, and handed it to him: "Are you hungry? Eat first, and then take me to search. I'll give you a commission if we find it. Don't worry, you have nothing right now, and I can't get six qian of spirit stones from you even if I rob you."
Long Liu'er laughed when she heard this.
The customer is right. His family consists of his bedridden father, his mother who is at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his six-year-old son who is just at the first level of Qi Refining. There is really nothing to rob.
All their possessions couldn't compare to the fish fillet the customer handed him.
He knew exactly how expensive the food was at this restaurant; several monks had left the restaurant cursing and saying they would never come back.
Watching Long Liu'er politely accept the fish fillet and quietly thank her.
Zhong Lingxin nodded; she liked polite children.
Long Liu'er took a bite of fish fillet and let out a long, comfortable sigh.
Zhong Lingxin was shocked. She quickly snatched the fish fillet from his hand, put it in a jade box, placed it in a storage bag, hung it on Long Liu'er's waist, and whispered, "We'll eat it when we get back."
Long Liu'er had a difficult life since childhood. This bite of fish fillet caused a fluctuation in his spiritual energy. He knew he might have caused trouble and turned pale with fright.
Zhong Lingxin raised her hand and sealed Long Liu'er's spiritual energy, ignoring him and focusing on enjoying the seafood on the table.
The South China Sea, putting everything else aside, has incredibly delicious seafood. It's not only fresh and flavorful, but also full of vitality.