Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1271 - 47: The Most Important Thing Between Husband and Wife Is Love (Part 2)
Li Mumu shook his head and said, "Don’t want to mention him, not a good person, you’d better take a detour when you see him later."
"Then why..."
"Parents’ orders, matchmaking words, I can’t help it."
I don’t believe you!
Yin Nan’s face was full of disbelief, but he didn’t dare to complain.
Meanwhile, Wang Yunxiao was also undergoing the same interrogation.
"Squad leader, you already have a wife?"
The speed of gossip in the military is no slower than outside, especially on a ship, when everyone is idle and bored, they have to find something to pass the time.
Wang Yunxiao’s personal talent is outstanding, with remarkable military achievements, blending well with both the teachers and students of the academy... Song Mingyuan can accept all this.
The only thing he couldn’t accept was, when did his squad leader get a wife?
The Navy’s culture of high salary makes finding women pretty easy; there are those who can’t control their belts that may have more than one wife outside.
But Wang Yunxiao... this person immerses himself in study like a bookworm, when did he find a wife? Previously, there were no signs of it.
If it were a childhood arranged marriage, or a woman found by the family for procreation, it could be understandable.
But this is a fairy!
A fairy from Penglai!
The climate of Xiangjiang in October is hot, humid, and without rain, making everyone feel as uncomfortable as if they ate overnight lemons.
"How did you meet your wife?"
Wang Yunxiao didn’t know how to answer this question, he could only vaguely say, "We used to be classmates."
"Wow——"
Everyone felt even more sour inside.
Why doesn’t the Naval Academy recruit girls?
Thinking about enduring a bachelor’s life in this school for the next three or four years makes everyone feel bad.
Of course, these are trivial matters.
After resolving Jormangand’s problem, the squadron did not stay in Xiangjiang for long. After all, the ship is burning money every minute at sea.
Ming Country was newly established, and funds were tight. To deal with Jormangand, all fleets from the North and South were mobilized, straining the finances.
There’s no time for Wang Yunxiao to indulge in romance.
Speaking of which, this emergency action isn’t entirely a loss-making deal.
Right now, the storage room of the squadron is loaded with a whole fifty tons of Jormangand’s corpse.
According to ancient sayings, this is genuine heavenly dragon meat, one bite grants immortality.
This is the vessel Jormangand shaped with his own hands to descend to the mortal world, used to carry his true power.
It has extremely high research value and practical value.
For corpses like this... truth be told, there are quite a few in Tianmen, with a large portion handled by Wang Yunxiao.
However, there are differences in grades between corpses.
For instance, the nearly infinitely proliferating flesh monster summoned by the Blood Cup Sect, after giving birth to Lilith, its remaining body rotted on the spot, with no recovery value at all.
And there’s the Yamata Orochi which died once and was forcibly resurrected to die again; its only value was reshaping the myth, adding a temple by the shore.
But this time, Jormangand’s corpse is on a different level than those subpar samples.
This is a body shell projected from the future world, created using high-dimensional power.
In simpler words, the texture is different.
Wang Yunxiao looked at the raw meat before him in silence.
"What’s this?"
"Snake meat sashimi."
"I know it’s snake meat sashimi!"
Wang Yunxiao glanced at the soy sauce and wasabi prepared beside him.
"You don’t expect me to eat this stuff, do you?"
"This is a suggestion from Professor Chen of Penglai. She said sashimi tastes the best; if cooked, it wouldn’t taste as good."
Wei Liuyun similarly held a pair of chopsticks but showed no intention of using them.
"You’re healthy, you go ahead and try it first."
"But... she’s not related to us, why should we listen to her suggestions?"
Wang Yunxiao was baffled.
The main reason they’re sitting here staring at raw fish... or rather, raw snake meat and at a loss, is that their temporary command authority has been withdrawn.
The fleet already has a complete command structure. Even without the wild old general, it can still be commanded.
But under special circumstances—like what they experienced—the flagship allowed Wei Liuyun and Wang Yunxiao to temporarily take over command.
Temporal tide situations are too complex; when you encounter problems, it’s about whether you have accumulated experience and decisiveness, rather than your military rank or professionalism.
Others didn’t notice, but they did, so they had to trust them.
Now, as the battle ended and they returned, their authority was instantly revoked.
If there’s any remaining benefit, it’s this dish in front of them.
"Do we have to eat it?"
"Don’t you want to know how it tastes?"
"I don’t want to!"
Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, I’m not a Fusang person, why would I like this?
Wei Liuyun glanced at him, paused for a while, and slowly picked up his chopsticks.
Wang Yunxiao exclaimed in shock, "You’re really going to eat it? I didn’t know you had this hobby!"
"I didn’t have it before."
Wei Liuyun nodded and admitted, "But haven’t you read in those storytelling scripts, where the protagonist consumes heavenly treasures and then greatly enhances their internal strength..."
Others can even sign in to get primordial holy bodies!
"It won’t be poisonous, will it?"
"How could there be poison, such a high-level person, would they need to add such unworthy stuff while shaping their own body?"
That’s true.
The bigger the creature, the less likely it is to have poison, especially the corpse of a high-dimensional being like this, it’s genuine heavenly treasure.
Instead of worrying about poison, it’s better to consider if it can be digested.
"Actually, the sea snake clan caught by the Navy before would be dried and ground into powder, then added to food, having very noticeable effects on muscle and bone growth."
Wei Liuyun glanced at Wang Yunxiao and added, "And also enhancing virility, it’s not propagated because we fear others competing with us, so everything caught is processed internally."
Is it true?
Hearing this, Wang Yunxiao hesitated on the spot.
Not because of the virility effect, he doesn’t need that.
"I want to take a gamble."
Wei Liuyun made up his mind, picking up a thin slice of translucent snake meat, dipped it in soy sauce, carefully chewed, and then nodded, "I have to say, it indeed tastes quite good."
Wang Yunxiao was puzzled and asked, "Gamble on what? Gamble on whether eating it will kill you?"
"Maybe after eating, you could inherit some of Jormangand’s divine skills."
You better uninstall all those web novels apps on your phone... Oh wait, there’s no phone now.
Wang Yunxiao, half-believing, ate a slice and casually asked, "You can achieve success by cultivating step by step, why gamble on this?"
The flavor is indeed good, crispy, tender and sweet, with a kind of lobster sashimi texture.
However, he sees Wei Liuyun as someone who isn’t prone to gambling.
Quite the contrary, he’s the type who never bets unless at the final moment.
"Certainly, following the routine is fine, but will the grand tide grant us the time to follow routine?"
Wei Liuyun sighed, "They say the grand tide is at least a few years away, but Jormangand has appeared now; in such times, don’t we need to prepare for the worst and stop harboring lucky thoughts?"
Wang Yunxiao nodded, agreeing with his view.
As the saying goes, when you have diarrhea, never trust any fart.
By the time the feeling reaches your anus, it’s already too late.
"Brother Wei, have you seen those two chairs dancing?"
Wei Liuyun glanced in Wang Yunxiao’s direction and shook his head, "Don’t worry, we’re both Rampaging Colonels."
"Do you mean Rampaging Colonels have high resistance?"
"I mean the divine skills of Rampaging Colonels can share toxin damage."
Wang Yunxiao raised his thumb and admired, "Brother Wei, you’re truly a born commander, like the kind that loves troops as if they were his children and uses them like feces."
"Too kind, too kind."
