The King of Black Fog

Li Changzhou shoved Bi into the backseat before opening the driver's side door and saying to Li Qianxia, "Get in the back."

Li Qianxia lifted her foot, her small and plump buttocks rotated 160 degrees, her legs aimed for the back seat, and with a push of her arms, she was neatly situated in the back.

Yang Qinglan watched quietly as Li Changzhou fastened his seatbelt.

"It's not that I don't need your help, I just don't want you to get out, it's too dangerous outside," Li Changzhou explained.

Yang Qinglan let out a disdainful snort of cold laughter.

"Alright," Li Changzhou admitted, "I didn't expect that guy to be so strong."

"A player who broke the limits?" Yang Qinglan asked, not dwelling on his mistake, remembering it was enough.

"Yeah."

Li Changzhou handed her the Identity Card, started the car himself, and drove onto Trojan Bridge.

The layout of the Trojan Bridge road surface is as follows—sidewalk, motor vehicle lane, tram tracks, motor vehicle lane, sidewalk.

On the tram tracks stood a structure resembling an upside-down person, with white bridge piles on either side like the face of a tennis racket, this strange building separated the tracks from the motor vehicle lanes.

Yang Qinglan checked the black Identity Card in her hand.

[Nickname: Carousel](70)

[Name: Wudi Peak]

[Instinct: Gravel Nest]

[Origin: Born into a poor family in the White House]

[Ability: 1]

[Value: 0]

[Skills: "Second Strike" (D rank), "Eagle Style·Catch" (D rank), "Crisis Sensing" (C rank), "Rooster Feather Shaking" (C rank), "Unlearned", "Unlearned"]

The skills weren't strong, yet they had managed to break Bi's telekinetic shield and pushed Li Changzhou, with two maxed-out attributes, into danger several times.

"Was it Rooster Feather Shaking that scared you into standing still?" she asked.

"I guess so," Li Changzhou answered.

Yang Qinglan looked at him without speaking, her meaning clear: You learned that?

"Hair sticking up like this," he said, sliding his right hand fingers into his bangs and making the hair between his fingers stand, "isn't cool. Miss Yang, I need to look good, don't I?"

Yang Qinglan's expression was a mix of disdain and amusement, reminiscent of the look the girl who sat in front of you during high school would have, when during a break, you looked in the mirror and asked her if you looked handsome.

The Skoda suddenly braked hard.

Caught off guard, Yang Qinglan's chest tightened against the seatbelt, outlining her bust.

She braced herself against the glove compartment, thinking that if Li Qianxia were driving, it might be a problem with her driving skills, but it was Li Changzhou at the wheel—she quickly looked ahead.

A giant turtle, only slightly smaller than the Skoda, lay across the center of the bridge, its shell edged with spiky protrusions.

From the turtle's mouth shot a jet of water, connecting to a snail shell the size of a truck tire. The snail shell was lodged in the bridge structure that looked like an upside-down figure, stuck at the point where the figure's legs merge.

"Am I on a quest for scriptures? All sorts of demons and ghosts are popping up," Li Changzhou said as he got out of the car and pulled the Czar Princess from the back seat.

"Can I not go?" Bi resisted for a moment, "I will help you from inside the car."

"No."

Li Changzhou could dodge bullets and shells from the front, but during concentrated combat, it was difficult to avoid hot weapons.

With no other choice, Bi rode on Li Changzhou's back, left hand a pot lid, right a lollipop.

"Slow down a little," she said, somewhat scared.

"What?!" Li Qianxia stuck her head out from the car.

"I'll vomit if you move too fast," Bi added.

"Oh," Li Qianxia pulled her head back in.

Maria Yafelona watched her, and Li Qianxia scratched the corner of her left eye with her right hand, laughing uncomfortably.

Li Changzhou, with Bi on his back, advanced toward the giant turtle.

"Make it simple this time. Just tie it up," he told Bi.

"Why didn't you do that just now?" Bi complained, raising her hand, strengthening her suck on the lollipop, the sweetness intensified, the telekinetic force amplified.

"Could you have aimed accurately at that person's speed?" Li Changzhou retorted.

"Humph!"

With that humph, the giant turtle was flipped over, a jet of water shot into the sky, miraculously creating a small rainbow on the bridge surface.

The giant turtle stopped spraying water, and as the droplets scattered on the bridge, it was like a light rain had fallen.

It tried to roll over, but the underside of its shell was as if a mountain was pressing on it, leaving it immobile.

Realizing the danger, the giant turtle retracted its limbs, head, and tail into its shell with the speed of fishing something out of boiling oil.

Li Changzhou continued forward, one step, the Emerald Bee Sword slid into his palm;

Two steps, he began to accelerate, the Emerald Bee Sword extended and lengthened;

Three steps, Bi had to use part of her telekinesis to anchor herself to Li Changzhou's back, the speed was too fast.

The strength-filled Emerald Bee Sword effortlessly sliced through the giant turtle's massive shell as if it were a hot knife through butter, cleaving the turtle within into two halves as well.

A black Identity Card popped out of the shell, followed by a slow trickle of blood from within.

"So strong!" Li Changzhou surprised even himself.

He wouldn't be surprised if the Emerald Bee Sword could cut through a tank, but this was a turtle shell, the shell of a turtle player, and it still sliced through it like tofu.

He began to cherish this treasure, thinking maybe he should simply become a swordsman.

"Hmph, it's not as good as my pot lid," Bi scoffed.

Li Changzhou glanced at the pot lid.

"What are you doing!" Bi quickly hugged the pot lid to her chest, "You can't have it!"

Li Changzhou picked up the identity card and walked towards the snail shell that had fallen from 'the man lying on his back's' crotch.

"Block the snail shell," he whispered to the Czar Princess.

"You're not going to steal my pot lid?"

"I won't steal it."

"Hmph." With a disdainful snort, Bi raised her slender arms, the white ruffles of her lamb-hoof sleeves fluttering as she aimed her palm at the snail shell.

"Wait!" A voice came from the snail shell, "Brother, wait!"

It was Xia Yu.

Li Changzhou signaled Bi to hold back.

A man crawled out from inside it.

He was 1.76 meters tall, plump and white, with a trendy Korean haircut, a simple and honest face, drenched in sweat, wearing a T-shirt with 'No Big Deal' written in cursive.

Li Changzhou sized him up: "160?"

"Nonsense!" No Big Deal seemed greatly insulted, his face flushed red.

"180?"

"...That's right."

"190?"

"...About that."

"200?"

"...Mhm." No Big Deal nodded and touched his belly, "Exactly 200."

Li Changzhou stepped forward with his sword.

"Brother, two against one doesn't make a hero, right?" No Big Deal's gaze shifted to the blonde-haired, blue-eyed loli on his back.

"You don't need to join in," Li Changzhou told Bi and continued to walk forward, sword in hand.

"Hold on, using a weapon isn't honorable. How about bare-handed?" No Big Deal quickly said.

"Sure." Li Changzhou shrank the Emerald Bee Sword and slipped it into his sleeve.

"Heh heh, thanks brother!" No Big Deal swung the snail shell he was holding and smashed it towards Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou didn't dodge; his body was like a bow, his fist like an arrow, and he punched straight on.

Bang!

No Big Deal, along with his snail shell, flew out and rolled onto the tram tracks.

No Big Deal, ignoring his breathlessness and discomfort, hastily checked the snail shell, which now had a spiral crack where the fist had struck.

Li Changzhou jumped onto the tracks and walked over step by step.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Brother, I give up! We're both from Xia Country, spare me this time for brotherhood's sake."

"Okay, hand over the points," Li Changzhou said.

"...Brother, you wouldn't know, right? Handing over the identity card is like handing over your life. Do you think I'd give it to you?"

"So you are—" Li Changzhou looked at him, "thinking I would let you go just like that?"

No Big Deal's face twisted with conflict; handing over his identity card meant being controlled by others forever.

But after a brief and intense internal struggle, he could only nod his head with difficulty.

He took out his identity card and said, "Brother, just say it, Xia Country people don't cheat each other, take the points and return my identity card to me."

"Don't worry, I, Jiang Tai'an, am a man of my word, renowned throughout Yong City. Everyone knows it, everyone understands it," Li Changzhou said.

No Big Deal muttered under his breath, "Well, I didn't know," and tossed the identity card to Li Changzhou.

With no cooperation, there was sure to be death; he had no other choice but to hope that this Jiang Tai'an truly was a man of his word.

Li Changzhou patted Bi's small leg, and she caught the identity card with telekinesis.

Li Changzhou scanned the identity card from a distance. The Instinct [Snail House], the introduction read: The snail shell contains a space the size of a toilet. The reason for having this Instinct was because No Big Deal had spent twenty-three hours a day in his bedroom since graduating high school until the age of 28.

No wonder he was so pale.

He took out a white identity card, snatched 20 points from it, and said, "Give him back his identity card."

"You're actually giving it back to him?" Bi was puzzled.

No Big Deal immediately blushed with urgency.

"Do you want to make me, Jiang Tai'an, break my promise?" Li Changzhou turned and walked away.

"Hmph." The identity card spun as it flew back to No Big Deal like a frisbee.

No Big Deal hurriedly caught it and shouted at Li Changzhou's retreating figure, "Good brother, a real man! I'm from Yong City, too! My phone number is 151********, come have a drink with me!"

Who says homebodies are socially weak?

"Why did you let him go?" On the tram, Bi poked her head out from between the driver and passenger seat and asked Li Changzhou.

"I promised to let him go," Li Changzhou buckled his seat belt.

"Didn't you also lie to him, saying you were what, 'fresh ginger'?"

"Lying isn't part of my good virtues; honoring a promise is," Li Changzhou pressed the accelerator, and the Skoda left Trojan Bridge. It was ten minutes away from the Prague Zoo.