MM Racing Chapter 952 Senior Su Lin's heart is truly too broad.
Chapter 952 Senior Su Lin's heart is truly too broad.
Chapter 952 Senior Su Lin's heart is truly too broad.
Zhutian City, the main building of the city lord.
"Shuhang, even if you stay here with me, I can't protect your safety at all times."
Senior White put down his fingers that were writing runes in the void and sighed: "I think you should improve your strength as soon as possible, so you can buy fewer resurrection items."
Having just finished shopping with Ah-Sixteen and bought a whole bunch of resurrection items at rock-bottom prices, Song Shuhang regained his confidence and walked with much more upright posture.
Senior Bai and the others wanted to persuade Song Shuhang to simply throw away the resurrection item, but they were afraid that Shuhang would really die, so they could only let him be.
Ultimately, as long as you are strong enough, you will naturally be able to adapt to all kinds of dangers and deal with all kinds of powerful enemies on your own.
"But Senior Bai, I genuinely feel that the leveling up is too fast, the foundation is too weak, and the basics are too unstable."
Song Shuhang tried his best to defend himself: "I also want to be invincible among those of the same level, like Senior Shi Hao and Senior Ye Fan, and fight against stronger opponents beyond my level. It would be best to spend several hundred years cultivating, or even a thousand years if necessary!"
"..." Shi Hao, who was sipping his Immortal's Happy Tea, suddenly froze: "A thousand years."
The further one progresses in cultivation, the longer the seclusion period will be required.
Some powerful individuals can even engage in life-or-death battles that can last for a thousand years.
Slurp!
Why does the milk tea made with Wudao Tea essence and Kui Niu beast milk suddenly not taste sweet at all? Listening to Song Shuhang take himself as an example actually makes me feel a little depressed.
Ye Fan glanced at the tax list of Zhutian City, rested his chin on his hand, accessed the backend control permissions, and silently prohibited the sale of raw materials related to the refining of resurrection items at low prices under the pretext of anti-involution.
"I don't really care, but Jiuyou Bai is urging you to go and cause trouble for Fatty Ball." Senior Bai stroked his chin. "Besides, considering the time, you should find a few more pendants, otherwise, with your luck, you're too likely to run into trouble."
"At least let the Fairy of Promises and Waiting, and the Fairy of Creation, offer you some help, right?"
"There's no need for Pavilion Master Chu to stay soaking in the spiritual spring all the time."
Justified and convincing.
Especially during the recent Witch's Night, Song Shuhang once again experienced how having a charm on him could effectively prevent death. Although he was still unlucky enough to experience a near-death experience in his dream, his record should be the best ever!
This is the power of personal connections.
"Then let's push the pace forward," Song Shuhang said.
When he made this decision, he felt inexplicably anxious, as if he were getting a little closer to some terrible event.
It's probably just my imagination.
"There's no time to lose. I've also roughly figured out how to cultivate the Heaven-Defying Technique." Senior White pulled away the surrounding time flow control array.
Song Shuhang's eyes lit up, his gaze filled with hope.
"I can't transfer it to you with one click yet. I haven't even started cultivating myself." Senior White smiled helplessly when he saw Song Shuhang trying to slack off again. His smile made the room even brighter.
Song Shuhang was slightly disappointed. This technique combined the strengths of many schools, and its power was obvious to all. If he had learned it, it might have been able to defy the heavens, so there would have been no need to rush to advance its progress.
"This technique involves one's past, present, and future time states from the very beginning. Strictly speaking, it is somewhat unstable for cultivation." Senior Bai looked at Shi Hao, who looked like a child.
"Haven't you found a way to turn back yet?" Ye Fan asked, somewhat amused.
"No," Shi Hao glanced at his thin arms and legs and sighed, "Actually, it's not really a side effect. The current me overlaps with the me of the past, but we just can't find a way to separate us for the time being."
His serious demeanor and mature tone, combined with his chubby little face, made him look like an adorable little baby imitating an adult, making you want to tease him a little.
Song Shuhang couldn't help but smile.
"Hehe." Shi Hao also smiled.
Song Shuhang immediately covered his face with both hands and manually blurred it.
Is it not about becoming the same as before, but about getting entangled with your past self on a temporal and spatial level?
Only then did he realize that the cultivation technique Shi Hao had created was truly heaven-defying. It involved the timeline right from the beginning and faintly possessed the power to interfere with the past.
However, it's also troublesome. Song Shuhang doesn't want to go back to his childhood self yet; he looked too unimpressive back then.
"Then let's wait until this technique is perfected before we ask the seniors for guidance," Song Shuhang said with an awkward smile.
Using the City of All Heavens as a transit point, he and Senior Bai planned to search through Senior Su Lin's main world's "simulated universe" again to see if they could find Senior Yun Quezi and Senior Sanlang, who had gone missing. Senior Yun Quezi's immortal bones were important [plot items].
These two have completely gone mad; their endless acts of reckless self-destruction are usually only seen on the World Knowledge Forum, and they are rarely seen in the group chat.
The Confucian school also adopted a different approach: Senior Sanlang was allowed to roam freely outside, but upon returning to his own world, he had to be 'recruited' immediately to prevent further damage to the dignity of the sage.
'Actually, that stuff was already fed to DouDou, who hangs out with Black King.'
When Song Shuhang arrived at the Shuijing Peak Martial Arts Arena, he was somewhat surprised to find that there were quite a few group members walking around the large square.
Lu Mingfei, Erii, and Zero, each carrying their own suitcases; Hoshino, whom March 7 was dragging but clung tightly to a tree, refusing to come down; the Starry Sky Train was parked to the side, with Klein standing at the carriage door; Emiya Shirou and Illya, also traveling and not in good spirits; and Zhang Chulan, who was being choked by Ma Xianhong and was about to suffocate.
"They said if you were left alone, you would come back to life on your own, and that's true." A somewhat surprised voice rang out from the side.
Song Shuhang looked at the head of state walking out from the right and couldn't help but burst into tears: "If we leave him alone, he might really die!"
Who knows, one day the seniors might suddenly lose the little squirrel in the group. Doesn't their conscience hurt when they say such things?!
As Song Shuhang issued his condemnation, he noticed that most people were still waiting in place and couldn't help but wonder, "What are you all doing here?"
“We had planned to go to Huai Shi’s place for our honeymoon, but Huai Shi suddenly died, and the cross-realm talisman can’t be used anymore,” Lu Mingfei said with a headache.
Song Shuhang then discovered that there was a message in the chat group's message history that Huai Shi had entered a soul state. Because it was mixed in with his records of dying and coming back to life, he had not noticed it before.
Now, the seniors in the group have learned that Huai Shi has entered a soul state and are asking him questions with concern.
Song Shuhang: "."
"If you want to cry, just cry." Chen Jun stood on tiptoe and patted Song Shuhang's shoulder.
"I'm fine," Song Shuhang took a deep breath, then looked at the others and changed the subject.
"We were planning a vacation to Pinocchio." Shirou Emiya scratched his head.
"Xing and Su Lin mentioned they wanted to do a collaboration, so we went back to bring a Holy Grail and went there to set it up, but then Xing suddenly refused to leave."
"I heard there's a hotel on that planet that's the most luxurious in the entire universe. My sage even rushed back from his star system to see it." Chen Jun smiled and waved towards the carriage, muttering to himself:
"I have official business to attend to, so I won't be going this time."
"You've had your fun, and you've even been the King of Trash, shouldn't you tone it down a bit?!" March 7th tugged hard.
"But I don't remember anything about it." Xing hugged the tree trunk, her eyes glazed over. "I didn't even save my progress, so I have to start another game."
"I'm not going to bother developing any more trash cans." March 7th smirked.
The scene was chaotic until a figure with black hair, dressed in men's clothing, with a unique charm and an air of ethereal beauty, emerged from behind Klein.
"Oi~"
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Klein remained expressionless and did not turn around.
"Human abilities have limits. The more cunning a person is, the more likely their schemes will fail due to unexpected events. The same principle applies to hiding a secret; in the end, it's all for naught."
Su Lin stepped out of thin air, examined the doll's features, and said, "I can't use Beyond Heaven. Oh well, I've been exposed, so be it. After all, I am indeed prettier than that scumbag witch."
“What exactly are you trying to say?” Klein asked.
"Don't go to Pinocchio. Tomorrow... or in a couple of days, I'll treat you to dinner." Su Lin put away the doll and smiled warmly. "We're best friends, aren't we?"
'Every single spirit worm in my body feels like it's about to burst open.' Klein fell into deep thought.
Su Lin handed a black invitation card with gold foil stamping to Klein. He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was looking a little dazed not far away, and his gaze lingered briefly on Erii and Zero behind Lu Mingfei before sweeping over them.
"The First Culinary God Competition of Primordial Paradise?" Klein raised his chin, suspiciously holding the invitation up to the sun:
"To promote the excellent food culture of the heavens and inherit the intangible cultural heritage of Heaven, the Primordial Heaven has built a diverse platform for display, so that the flower of hope may bloom forever."
The competition will be held soon. Food is a bridge connecting the world, and we sincerely invite contestants and judges from all walks of life to join us.
Sounds good, doesn't it?
The sun comes out in the west?
Klein put down his luggage. There were no warning signs on his mind, and he had no answer as to whether the divination dish contained the Eternal Witch's Potion.
"You only invited him to do something this good?!" Lu Mingfei protested, throwing down his luggage, snatching the invitation, and standing in front of Su Lin, demanding, "Give me a few more!"
"Aren't you going on your honeymoon? Go play somewhere else."
"It didn't say you could only vacation in one place."
Lu Mingfei was in high spirits, while Klein, who seemed to be flipping through the competition information, kept his eyes on Su Lin's expression out of the corner of his eye.
Su Lin casually pulled out a new invitation.
"Thanks, bro!"
"A little love."
Su Lin waved his hand, but when he turned around, he saw the expression on Song Shuhang's face, as if he was asking why the doll wasn't dressed as a woman.
"Everyone who sees it has a share."
"?!"
Song Shuhang was overjoyed.
Senior Su Lin has such a broad mind!
"This seems interesting." Zhongli walked over with the students from the Heavenly God Sect and asked, "Can I participate too?"
"..." Su Lin paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "How about we all have a meal together? I'll also be a judge."
Klein looked away.
Bad news: I don't have time today, I only have 3,000 words.
Good news: Double update on Sunday (confirmed)
(End of this chapter)