Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 1629 - 207: Road Eunuch Always Has a Sharp Tongue

Chapter 1629: Chapter 207: Road Eunuch Always Has a Sharp Tongue

’Hard Wind’ looked up at the sky... It’s a man’s boasting time, isn’t saying anything normal?

He squinted his eyes and directly changed the topic, "Old Dog said, there would be many grand dramas around me later... Shouldn’t they know that we, the Undead Tribe, don’t have that function?

Then why bother?"

"Can’t do anything, yet you can fall in love, no, you can even abandon me for another, to prove her unrivaled charm, the first in the Universe!" ’Lady Cunlü’ couldn’t suppress the last syllable, a lot of Nobles who initially wanted to look back quickly turned their heads, wanting to know what made the beautiful ’Lady Cunlü’ exclaim.

But they only saw the Beauty being lifted onto the Knight’s shoulder.

They looked wistfully at those long, slender legs and the delicate feet in crystal high heels. The Danboro Nobility, under ’Susu’s calm yet firm urging, turned back and continued forward.

’Susu’ glanced steadily at the couple... ’Lady Cunlü’ stuck out her tongue a bit, making a pleading expression.

"Past that Inner City wall is the area where the barracks are located," ’Susu’ turned back, speaking in a flat tone, "If it were elsewhere, the vicinity of the city gate might be the most dangerous.

But in Cain Valley, this is the safest place... Ah, of course, excluding the vicinity of Hill’s Magic Tower.

The barracks are even safer.

No enemy can breach those defenses."

Tsk, Windmill Jasmine looks beautiful and pure, but she is much more vicious than Lily of the Valley.

She excels at letting her enemies die in a dream or a nightmare... It depends on which flavor of meat she feels like devouring at the time.

The lucky unfortunate ones are just sweet.

The unlucky unfortunate ones are a bit salty.

Anyway, some seasoning is needed.

The Danboro Nobility didn’t grasp the deep meaning in her words, feeling very satisfied moving into the barracks.

Though it’s a pity Lady Cunlü only escorted them to the barracks door instead of residing nearby... But thinking about it, her man is also present when she is, so it’s not that regretful.

Most people don’t have that ’Beauty is great, too bad she isn’t mine’... that ’let’s kill her husband and make her mine’ twisted mentality.

Of course, this must be based on the Beauty’s husband being in the same class or even stronger.

But nonetheless, some people just want this, however.

They obviously know the Undead Tribe can’t be killed, but, what if they willingly walk with them?

Forced methods are useless, what about soft isolation?

A betrayed, crying Beauty might be blinded... Ah, might feel that compared to the Undead Tribe like ’Hard Wind’, these honest yet elegant Nobles are more worthy of offering her affection.

They aren’t unaware the Undead Tribe lacks some functions... Actually, the Nobles excel in using some unimportant, beautiful girls at home to recruit potential helpers.

Be it the Undead Tribe or the Moon Clan, they have both been targeted.

Unfortunately, even for the nonchalant Ismael, there is no means to let the Elemental Body have such special abilities, let alone researching this issue.

But, this kind of unparalleled Beauty, owning one is... touching or not isn’t a problem at all.

One can’t touch a Crown either! So why does everyone desire it?

No matter if these thoughts are heartfelt or not, with or without external influences, they not only thought about it but acted upon those thoughts.

Could it be the Jasmine’s scent is too sweetly fragrant, making their fantasies and imaginations even fuller?

At the very least, when ’Snow Cloud Peak’ received feedback from various sources, he couldn’t believe the effects of his divine stroke.

"Damn it, I thought it would take more tinkering!" He patted his tablet, looking confused, "All of a sudden, so many problematic ones are exposed.

With just this skill, just this patience... My God!

How did Aesces end up in this situation?

If there was a Shaer, this world should have changed surnames by now, right?"

"This world is too bright; Shaer wouldn’t fancy it," ’Lu Huayu’ said slowly. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Nonsense, don’t I know? It’s a metaphor, a metaphor, do you understand?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said unkindly, "What are you doing here?

Sister Jasmine isn’t here anymore, so you’ve come to life again, is that it?"

"The third batch of the Undead Tribe will arrive in three days," ’Lu Huayu’ said lifelessly, "I surely need to discuss future matters with you!"

"What’s there to discuss?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ asked puzzled, "I remember the agreement signed with Lind back then was that your Doomsday would precede, and your family’s Clan Leader would automatically become the chairman of Cain Valley’s city council?

When a vote resolution is needed, your boss can sit in the middle to preside over the meeting, he shouldn’t have any more opinions, right?

Could it be he suddenly wants to..."

"Don’t try to change the subject!" Hill sneered. "Ambori is coming, and the Young Master is still playing hard to get over there!"

"No matter how much he struggles, he won’t use the crystalline weapons on the fortress to attack Ambori," Snow Cloud Peak’s tone softened. "You shouldn’t worry too much. The Young Master... just wants to make you anxious. He won’t do anything unnecessary."

"What’s unnecessary?" Hill smiled. "Wiping out all the sharks we painstakingly lured in Doomsday?

Oh my, I’m really putting in quite the effort!

I went through so much trouble just to deliver experience points to their Wenjian!"

"But what can I do?" Snow Cloud Peak spread his hands. "Do you think I can control him?

Right now, he’s completely slacking off. He doesn’t want to level up, nor does he want to work on military exploits; he just wants to mess with you a couple of times... It’ll be fine once your boss arrives; the Young Master wouldn’t disrespect him."

"Damn it!" Hill couldn’t help but curse. "You think if I reveal Two Lines of Bamboo’s real address to him, it might distract him a bit?"

"The Young Master... is unlikely to act against a woman who offended him in the game in real life," Snow Cloud Peak spread his hands. "Unless Two Lines of Bamboo went back into the game again.

You see, he’s only endlessly bothering you in the game, even though he knows your real identity, he’s never troubled you outside."

"She’s here!" Hill said with a calm face. "She’s among the second group of people who came to Aesces."

"Hmm?" Snow Cloud Peak gaped. "How is that possible?"

"Change her name, alter her appearance, and register a new identity in a new city." Hill smiled slightly. "And it’s been a few years already. Unless there’s a persistent meddler, who would care what she’s up to?"

His tone and expression showed he was indeed that meddler.

"So, you didn’t actually come to persuade me to stop the Young Master but rather... to find out if Two Lines of Bamboo’s appearance can get him to give you these three days of free time?" Snow Cloud Peak opened his mouth. "As expected, your bottom line is just a spring."

"Considering my temper, knowing she entered this game and only tracking her without doing anything is the greatest kindness I’ve shown."

"Two Lines of Bamboo must have been behaving well for a long time too?" Snow Cloud Peak said sharply, "Behaving so well that you can’t proactively strip her bare."

"Even more diligently than Zhu Meili, she joined a gold farming team and works hard every day." Hill said openly. "But I think she’s almost at her limit."

"What do you mean?"

"That team has started letting her manage the petty cash." Hill rubbed his hands together. "Her calculation ability in financial matters is truly unique.

She can absolutely calculate down to the second decimal place for everyone, with hardly any mistakes.

It’s just that we don’t need financial staff; it’s all handled by artificial intelligence, otherwise... if she were in a place like Aesces, she might even be able to become a finance minister."

"Do you think she’s going to elope with a donation?" Snow Cloud Peak shook his head. "That’s impossible~ The Space-Time Company’s platform for selling gold is their own, and it’s hard for black gold to get past their AI."

"Why are you thinking so simply?" Hill laughed. "Of course, she’s not going to blackmail anyone’s money!

She wants the team captain.

Entering a new Chapter through marriage is a common tactic for women like her."

"I don’t get it... why you... what do you mean?" Snow Cloud Peak couldn’t fully comprehend.

"That team is quite profitable.

The captain, over the years, should have amassed a million-dollar fortune, and he’s been working tirelessly!

Really, he’s more exhausted than people who work every day." Hill blinked. "The money Two Lines of Bamboo took from me has almost been squandered. She now needs a new scapegoat.

I was going to give the captain a rundown on the importance of a prenuptial agreement.

But... given the current situation, I think it’s more appropriate that they have no future together.

The Young Master, doesn’t he have a strong sense of justice?

He’d be willing to expose a certain lady’s true identity, right?"

"Road Eunuch..." Snow Cloud Peak slowly began.

"Huh?"

"Nothing," Snow Cloud Peak shook his head. "I just needed to remind myself that you’re the East Factory Chief Eunuch, and your style is quite unique."

"Tsk, say what you like, but tell me, will this get the Young Master to overlook these three days before our boss arrives?"

"Hmm... it could... especially if you let the Elder and others know, then it definitely could."

"That’s good, I’ll make my exit." Hill stood up straightforwardly.

"Wait... who’s going to tell the Young Master?" Snow Cloud Peak called after him.

"If you can guess or discover it, that’s your skill," Hill replied briskly. "But making me expose myself? Dream on!"