Chapter 75: Leisurely Life
This wasn't something unique to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Even other factions that had made purchases through the mall were stunned by SoulNet's spatial teleportation speed.
Some self-proclaimed clever types, just like Ning Fengzhi, thought it impossible for SoulNet to deliver so quickly, so they were extremely cautious when their packages arrived.
In the end, they realized they'd been playing mind games with thin air, left speechless, successfully adding a minor blot to the history of their lives.
But those matters were just minor episodes and had nothing to do with Wu Tong now.
After instructing SoulNet to deliver the items, Wu Tong left the underground laboratory and headed to the bedroom.
After seven straight days of intense mental and visual strain, Wu Tong felt every part of his body sending out signals of exhaustion.
"Ha~"
Upon entering the bedroom, Wu Tong yawned, didn't even bother to take off his clothes, and plunged face-first into the pillow.
The down pillow stuffed with Cloudsleep Rabbit fur felt like burying his head in a cloud.
Soft and comfortable.
His whole body began to relax, and in that deep state of comfort, Wu Tong unknowingly slipped into sleep.
Some time later, a maid named Xiaoyu pushed the door open, ready to clean the room. When she saw this scene, she shook her head helplessly.
Then she carefully moved Wu Tong onto the bed, removed his outer clothes, and covered him with a blanket.
After lighting the sleep-assisting incense by the bed with delicate hands, she quietly exited the room, closing the door behind her.
Only Wu Tong remained on the bed, sound asleep.
...
Spring sunlight filtered gently through the midday window, a sound nap seemed to put all worries to rest.
Time flowed forward endlessly, never pausing for any one person.
In the blink of an eye, it was already noon the next day.
Wu Tong, freshly dressed and washed after waking up, began enjoying the breakfast—rather, brunch—prepared by the chef.
After the meal, Wu Tong strolled leisurely to the scenic lake behind the courtyard.
He found the willow tree he was most familiar with, waved his hand, and a flash of light from his storage soul device dropped a lounge chair beneath the tree.
Wu Tong gave it a glance, then waved his hand again. A small table appeared next to the chair, with tea and desserts arranged neatly on top.
After checking that nothing was missing, he reclined on the chair.
"Ah~"
Lying there, Wu Tong let out a satisfied groan.
Indeed, when life slows down, doing nothing is the most comfortable.
Warm sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, spring water reflected rosy clouds.
The backyard scene—light willows, blue skies, colorful clouds, mirrored lake, green lawn—alongside the handsome youth under the willow tree, painted a serene and elegant landscape.
Lying on the lounge chair, Wu Tong had his meridians operated by the King of Wisdom, constantly absorbing and refining the Lesser Yang True Qi produced from the auxiliary cultivation method: Limitless Origin Return.
On the surface, it looked like he was just resting, but internally, his energy continued to rise steadily.
"For the next few days, I'll wait until those soul beasts are delivered. After I absorb the soul rings, I'll go inspect the academy."
"Xue Qinghe's location is the closest, so those two soul beasts should arrive either today or tomorrow."
"As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall soul beasts, given how much they crave immortal herbs, they'll likely expedite delivery—probably within three to four days."
"As for the last soul beast from the Xingluo Empire, that's harder to say, but if there really are any leads, it should take about one to two months at most."
Wu Tong gently rocked the lounge chair.
Gazing at the lake's smooth, mirror-like surface and feeling the breeze against his face, Wu Tong pondered how long it would take to receive all six soul beasts.
"Forget it, I'll leave it at that for now. Once I finish analyzing the five I can get quickly, I'll turn to academy matters."
"Speaking of which, maybe I should recruit teachers from other worlds. The teachers in the Douluo world really aren't up to standard."
Maybe... ask the chat group?
At that thought, Wu Tong didn't hesitate.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, his consciousness dove into his mind and entered the chat group.
[Photo Princess]: Black Tower Space Station, Astral Express, little Black Tower figure, Himeko, Old Yang, Dan Heng…
…
There it was—he came out and admitted it himself.
Seeing Menyaishi's ellipsis reply, the slight regret Wu Tong had felt just moments ago was instantly replaced with satisfaction.
Menyaishi, a near-omnipotent genius, was proficient in everything—sports, cooking, combat, investigation, academics—all came naturally to him.
Together with another Kamen Rider, Tendou Souji, he was hailed as one of the two great "overachievers" of the Rider World during the Heisei era.
But unlike the truly all-rounded genius Tendou Souji, there was one skill Menyaishi was absolutely terrible at—
Photography.
No matter how serious the scene was, once captured by Menyaishi, it would immediately be transformed into something distorted, eerie, and desolate—an entire cocktail of negative aesthetics in classic Lovecraftian style.
And yet, Menyaishi still enjoyed it immensely, always carrying a pink camera, taking shots wherever he went.
One could only say—poor skills, big obsession.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Pfft, hahaha…
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: That's a straight-up public roast, Little March.
[Photo Princess]: Ah! Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to.
Realizing what the group leader was implying, March 7 finally remembered that there was someone in the chat—Menyaishi—who was notoriously bad at photography, and quickly apologized.
[Passerby]: …It's fine. I don't mind.
After a brief silence, thinking of March 7's airheaded personality, Menyaishi also understood that she truly hadn't meant any harm, so he didn't take it to heart.
[Seeker of Dao]: Group leader, has anything happened in the group over the past few days?
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Not much, same as usual.
Seeing the elusive "lurker king" Wu Tong come online, Gu Ruoli was genuinely surprised, but still answered his question.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Oh right, I've started to notice some strange behavior in animals lately. Got any advice, fellow native?
[Seeker of Dao]: The animals are already starting to evolve? Looks like the recovery of spiritual energy has begun.
[Seeker of Dao]: But seriously, why do you need advice? Just steamroll them.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Uh… I spent all my points earlier on revival coins, so I'm kind of broke now.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: wallet balance: empty.jpg
[Seeker of Dao]: …
[Seeker of Dao]: So you didn't redeem anything to improve your strength? Just bought revival coins? What—planning to let the enemy kill you a few dozen times?
[Seeker of Dao]: When you were shopping, it never occurred to you to save some points just in case?
Reading Gu Ruoli's response, Wu Tong was stunned. Did this group leader have zero sense of crisis?
If she had exchanged for even a single extraordinary power, it would have been a complete one-sided massacre against the early-stage mutant creatures who could only act on instinct.
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: Hey, you can't blame me. Back when I bought the revival coins, I thought my world was just a normal slice-of-life world! Who knew it would turn out this dangerous?
[Dragon King Spitting Water]: seaweed tears.jpg
(End of chapter)
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