Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 615 - 490: Two Cups of Milk Tea

Chapter 615: Chapter 490: Two Cups of Milk Tea

Zzz, Zzz, Zzz—

The sound of an electric razor buzzed continuously.

The man, dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, with a stature as burly as a bear, sat in the backseat of a luxury sedan.

With one leg crossed over the other, he hummed a tune softly while shaving his beard leisurely.

The car came to a steady stop in front of a hot pot restaurant.

"Lion King, according to the ’Virtual World’s’ prompt, we have arrived at his location," the driver in the front seat said.

The sound of the electric razor ceased.

The man put the razor to his lips and whispered, "Razor oh razor, tell me, who is the strongest ’Honorable’ in the ’Virtual World’?"

The razor immediately issued an icy electronic voice:

"Currently, the ’Virtual World’ has six ’Honorables’."

"Among them, the ’All Worlds’ Honorable’ connected to the ’Virtual World’ earlier today, and this razor immediately registered his power level."

"His strength is the lowest among the six ’Honorables’."

The corners of the man’s mouth curved slightly upward.

The matter of Naihe Bridge had long been a task no one dared to take on.

Since this ’All Worlds’ Honorable’ dared to take it on, he must have some exceptional qualities.

Indeed.

The world is full of wonders, and so are the powers of a World Master.

Millions or even billions of years have passed.

It’s not surprising that someone has emerged with a world-class ability to persuade those terrifying creatures to reincarnate.

But when it comes to combat power—

The judgment of the razor is never wrong and will never be wrong.

After all, it’s his own world.

Inside the hot pot restaurant.

The two men ate and chatted, unaware of everything.

Jiang Shanglan said, "After this, I’m going to piano lessons. I’ll contact you when I’m done, and we’ll go shopping."

Wu Xiaode protested, "I’m quite busy. Treating you to a meal has already—"

"Your world has just stabilized, and now you need to cultivate it. You seem to have no experience at all, right?" Jiang Shanglan said.

"I have no experience," Wu Xiaode admitted honestly.

Jiang Shanglan leaned forward, a sly smile on her face:

"Little Wu, you don’t want your world to just have stabilized and then fall into collapse again, do you?"

"..." Wu Xiaode.

What else could he say?

He was no match for her!

"Shopping... is fine," he sighed.

"Good, let me see, hmm, you’re a human who has transformed into a world entity, and you’re still adjusting," Jiang Shanglan’s tone became a bit more serious. "You have to be careful, or if you encounter a calamity demon, wouldn’t you die?"

Wu Xiaode fell silent.

He had already... encountered one.

Otherwise, would he have ended up looking like this?

"I used to rely on increasing Soul Power to level up, but now that I’m a world entity, how do I increase my strength?" he asked, troubled.

"What is your Awakening Skill?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"It’s an ability related to the undead system," Wu Xiaode said.

"Let me see."

Jiang Shanglan’s gaze fell on Wu Xiaode as if penetrating his body and seeing the Book of the Dead.

"I’ve never seen such an Undead system ability before... Let me think."

After contemplating for a good while, she slowly said:

"I think the best way is to integrate your Awakening Skill into your world, making them one."

"Will that work?" Wu Xiaode asked doubtfully.

Jiang Shanglan cocked her head and in a casual tone, said:

"The leap from human to world is usually impossible, but there was once a Secret Technique that could do it... I’ve recently heard that it’s been lost."

"Lost? Then that’s the same as having no solution," Wu Xiaode said, shaking his head disappointedly.

"I’ll teach you," Jiang Shanglan said as if it were the most natural thing.

Wu Xiaode stared at her.

She smiled charmingly, resting her chin on her hand, "If someone accompanies me shopping tonight, I might just teach him."

"I’ll go."

Wu Xiaode immediately capitulated.

"Are you cursing?"

"No, I’m just agreeing to go with you."

"Alright, good brother. But that book inside you is quite rare; we need to study it together to find the right method," Jiang Shanglan said as she looked at his chest, seemingly very interested.

"Hold on," Wu Xiaode interrupted, "when you use your abilities, isn’t the world supposed to go silent? You’re clearly looking at my skills now, why is everything still normal?"

Jiang Shanglan said contemptuously, "Seeing through your clothes and flesh is something I can do without even using one ten-thousandth of my power, so of course it doesn’t affect the world."

Wu Xiaode silently picked up a slice of lotus root and started to eat.

"Then it’s settled, we’ll go shopping tonight," Jiang Shanglan said with a smile, but suddenly her chopsticks paused.

"Why aren’t you eating?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I just remembered something... I need your help," Jiang Shanglan’s eyes flickered.

"What is it?"

"Leave through the side door, turn left, and walk two hundred meters. There is a milk tea shop. Order a cup of Milk Jelly Golden Beautiful Eyebrow; pick whatever you like for yourself, my treat," Jiang Shanglan said as she handed a banknote to Little Wu.

"Is their stuff any good?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course, they use the best ingredients, and the taste is great. Those who know like to drink it," Jiang Shanglan replied earnestly.

Wu Xiaode nodded.

Indeed, eating hot pot without a drink felt like something was missing.

"You’re treating me? Thanks," Wu Xiaode said.

"No need to thank me. Since you’re helping me line up, it’s only fair to buy you a drink," Jiang Shanglan said with a smile.

Wu Xiaode took the money and got up to leave.

"Leave the notebook. I’ll help you figure out how to level up," Jiang Shanglan said softly.

Without hesitation, Wu Xiaode left the notebook on the table in front of her.

——Just kidding, it would be a piece of cake for someone to kill themselves or to annihilate all existence in this world.

Are you hesitating over such a trivial matter?

When you’re out in the world, you’ve gotta let loose.

"You’re too kind."

Having said that, Wu Xiaode walked out of the hotpot restaurant.

He quickly arrived at the milk tea shop and, sure enough, saw a long line at the door.

"Business is booming..."

He took his place in line.

Hotpot restaurant.

Jiang Shanglan sat alone at the table, dropping vegetables into the pot to cook.

After a few moments of silence, she muttered to herself in a low voice:

"He really left it to me... Hmph."

This "hmph" sounded somewhat proud, yet tinged with an indescribable flavor.

She put down her chopsticks, reached out her hand, and gently pulled the notebook to her, placing it squarely in front of her.

Wait.

Waiting.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, a person appeared in the seat opposite her at the table.

This was a burly man wearing sunglasses.

He sat there, sprawling confidently, resting his hands on his knees, scrutinizing Jiang Shanglan.

Jiang Shanglan’s expression was unchanged as she continued to eat her hotpot.

The man glanced at the notebook in front of her, then back at her, and chuckled.

"When lodging the complaint, I heard your voice—I didn’t expect you to be a girl."

He took off his sunglasses, staring at Jiang Shanglan as he spoke.

"I’m eating, if you have something to say, just say it," Jiang Shanglan said softly.

Clearly a woman, her voice was, however, identical to Wu Xiaode’s.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to know, what’s the reward for your task?"

Jiang Shanglan casually said, "Holy Prison White Orchid Crystal, Flowers Gem, Eternal Night’s Profound Bone."

The man was visibly shaken, saying in disbelief:

"The haul is that— that rich?"

Jiang Shanglan looked up at him.

These underworld staff really have it rough.

What garbage they consider treasures, just hearing the names and they lose their composure, "visibly shaken"!

They’re so pitiful!

Little Wu is even more pitiful!

"What are you trying to say?" Jiang Shanglan asked.

"These things, you can’t keep them all to yourself. We contribute to the running of the whole world too, you have to share some with us," the burly man said.

It seemed he remembered something and he introduced himself, "Well, you probably don’t know who I am; actually, I am—"

"I’m not interested in who you are," Jiang Shanglan interrupted him, "can’t you do your job properly without coming to bully and swindle the newcomer?"

"Newcomer?" the burly man laughed, "That’s true, you are a newcomer. Listen, those treasures of yours—"

"You’re not getting any," Jiang Shanglan said.

As she spoke, she suddenly reached out her hand towards the man’s shoulder to pat it.

The burly man watched helplessly as her hand reached out; he thought of seven or eight countermeasures—

But her hand still lightly landed on his shoulder.

He was immobilized.

"What!"

The burly man looked incredulously from Jiang Shanglan to her hand, struggling to speak.

He desperately struggled, tried to move frantically, but his body wouldn’t budge.

——What kind of move is this?

Unheard of!

Weren’t they saying that this All Worlds’ Master wasn’t as strong as me?

"Still thinking about taking my salary?"

Jiang Shanglan picked up a piece of lettuce to eat and asked indifferently.

The burly man shook his head.

Just kidding, if she really wanted to kill him, he would already be dead.

Jiang Shanglan continued:

"Considering that you all are so poor and weak, it seems harsh if I killed you..."

"Let it go, I won’t make it difficult for you. Just pay the bill and then you can leave."

The burly man immediately found he could move again.

Without uttering a word, he stood up, went to the counter to pay, and then dashed out of the hotpot restaurant, quickly disappearing.

At that moment, Wu Xiaode walked in, placing two cups of milk tea on the table.

"Here, your milk cap Jin Jun Mei," he said.

Jiang Shanglan’s faint aura of lethality suddenly dispersed as she asked, "What are you drinking?"

"This— I think it’s called something like Mango Sago with Pomelo."

Wu Xiaode indicated his own cup as he spoke.

"I want to try yours first," Jiang Shanglan said.

"What’s with you, don’t you have your own cup?" Wu Xiaode said, annoyed.

"The hotpot bill is on me," Jiang Shanglan said.

Wu Xiaode silently pushed his Mango Sago with Pomelo towards her.

Jiang Shanglan took a sip and then revealed a smile:

"This is quite tasty too."

"Is it? I saw lots of people ordering it, thought it can’t be bad."

"I’ll order it next time."

"Are you still going to drink your milk cap or not? If not, let me try it."

"Don’t touch, that’s mine."

"Cheapskate."

"Well, Sister paid for the bill, let Sister serve you some meat to eat."

"..."