Chapter 81: No King in Sight? Even a Damn Big‑Stomach King Counts as a King?!

【Current Energy: 93.1%】!

Even the damn decimal point won't budge?!

Su Ming doesn't believe in superstition.

He silently pulls out a White Quality Item.

Throw it up!

White Light flashes and disappears again.

【Current Energy: 93.1%】!

Not a hair moves!

"Damn?!"

Su Ming is completely stunned and can't help cursing.

"This… this is way too dark?!"

He suddenly feels…

Did he used to be too harsh on the Soul Egg, the Soul Dagger, and that match‑eater?

Compared with the one before him.

His three living ancestors are literally models of thrift and frugality!

King doesn't see a king?

Damn, even a big‑stomach king counts as a king?!

After the rant.

Su Ming not only doesn't lose heart; the light in his eyes grows brighter.

He figured it out!

The more this thing wants, the bigger its appetite.

Doesn't that just show that the higher its class, the more terrifying its potential?!

If a few pieces of junk can easily satisfy it…

It would be cheap instead!

"In that case…"

Su Ming's gaze changed.

Respect, devotion, pity…

"That Black Shadow organization is really a good bunch!"

Behind this progress must be astronomical numbers!

They firmly believe all their effort is so they can have four dishes tomorrow!

"Probably they've pawned their underwear…"

What a pity!

The cabbages they've painstakingly grown are about to be trampled by him!

Su Ming begins to shift his thinking, squinting slightly.

He focuses his attention on the words Reverse Invasion and Special Instance.

The price to pay is so huge…

So how strong could that so‑called Ten Thousand Years Chess Game plane be?

"Am I… playing with fire?!"

Su Ming licks his slightly dry lips.

If he goes in and faces two immortal beings who have been playing millennia‑long chess and are in a bad mood, fighting…

With his small frame, wouldn't he be crushed into mush when they flip the board?

Extremely dangerous!

But…

【Set This World, Achieve Ultimate Strength】!

The eight characters in Karma Overview wildly stir the desire deep in his soul!

"One gamble?"

Su Ming locks his focus on the words Enter Instance.

"Does a 'instance' mean that what I'm entering isn't the plane itself?"

He immediately thinks of the games he's played.

In games, entering an instance means stepping into a separate, special challenge space.

"If… if my guess is right…"

He feels his line of thought suddenly clears.

"Even if I die in that Ten Thousand Years Chess Game… "

"Perhaps only my consciousness is sent back, maybe just a bit of mental trauma?"

"It won't really… cause death?"

The bold conjecture tips the scale in Su Ming's heart instantly toward Adventure!

If the cost of failure can be accepted…

Then what reason is there not to gamble for this sky‑splitting fortune?!

People must learn to PUA themselves!

Damn!

Must do it!

"Give it a try!"

Su Ming has already made his decision!

And just then.

Buzz—

Zhang Yang's phone vibrated, interrupting his thoughts.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow and began to check.

On the screen, conspicuously, was a new message from Xia Weiwei.

【If you want to come over, hurry up!】

【If the item is indeed good, I'll allow you to take the Little Rain Umbrella!】

Su Ming looked at the message, his mouth twitched.

Damn Little Rain Umbrella!

Look!

Too many smiles.

All the habits are sickness!

Even at this point, all you think about are these things?

He tapped his finger lightly and replied quickly.

【On the way! Weiwei, rest assured, I'll definitely satisfy you!】

【It's definitely a big gift!】

After sending the message, Su Ming no longer delayed.

He turned and walked out of this concrete alcove.

This altar will be left for now.

The top priority is to eliminate that lingering woman!

"The teacher seemed to have taught us…"

"Rather than complain about others."

"Better to bury others!"

Su Ming smiled, his mind flickered, and took out the 【Soul Egg】.

First, clean up the battlefield.

Then.

Bury people!

He can now basically be certain.

These traces that weren't washed away by 【Gray Rain】 have two refresh points each day.

Midnight, 0:00.

Morning, 5:00.

"So… time to eat!"

Su Ming placed the 【Soul Egg】 on the ground.

The egg buzzed, very excited.

And he himself, naturally, began the garbage‑collecting phase.

After twenty minutes.

"Done!"

Su Ming was in a good mood.

In the 【Dimensional Reduction Warehouse】, more than a hundred White Quality Items appeared.

About ten Green Quality Items.

Three Blue Quality Items.

【Soul Egg】, 【Hatching Progress: 92.1%】!

【Soul Dagger (Intermediate)】, 【Growth Progress: 347/】!

"Killing, for me, really is the fastest way to get stronger…"

Su Ming sighed softly.

Whether it's loot or cultivating 【Soul Dagger】 and hatching 【Soul Egg】, killing is indispensable.

Each takes what they need, a perfect closed loop.

These days are indeed becoming more hopeful!

Swish—!

At the chemical plant Gate, Su Ming opened his black umbrella.

The icy raindrops remained dense.

On his phone, he precisely locked onto the location of 【Dragon Lake Villa】.

According to the information he now has, Xia Weiwei and Miss Na Yan have a close relationship…

Does that mean…

There's a chance to catch both of them in one net?!

Just thinking about it, he felt a bit excited!

Time to… deliver a big gift!

Longhu Villa, A07 detached villa.

Xia Weiwei lazily lies on the sofa.

"This is life!"

High above, the stars surround the moon.

Even Zhang Yang, that former rich second‑generation boyfriend.

Now isn't he also trying to please me, even willing to give away an Epic item?

In this era, deep affection is worthless.

Only someone like her, who has luck that defies the heavens and knows how to cling to the strong,

can survive and live better!

Just then.

"Clack—"

The villa's main Gate is suddenly opened from outside.

"Hm?"

Xia Weiwei furrows her brows; the face beneath her mask is full of displeasure.

Who is so without Rule?

Coming in without knocking on the Gate?

What if I'm in the middle of changing clothes or something?

She looks over impatiently.

But when she sees the newcomer clearly, the displeasure on her face instantly turns into a saccharine smile.

"Sister Yan!"

"Why did you come? You didn't even tell me in advance, so I couldn't prepare."

The visitor is Yan Ruoxue.

However, at this moment she looks sullen and ignores Xia Weiwei's attempts to flatter.

The entire chemical‑plant outpost…

…is gone!

At the very first moment the intrusion occurred, Ying Ye frantically reported the situation to her.

One person.

One ghostly face.

One umbrella.

From the first floor, he rushed to the third floor.

As if entering a realm with no one!

Afterwards, Ying Ye's communications were completely cut off.

What this means is self‑evident—

The whole outpost, along with Ying Ye, who carried several priceless treasures for the organization to guard that altar…

…was wiped out by a single person!

Unbelievable!

But it is the fact!

She just reported this shocking incident, and the higher‑ups caused a massive uproar!

No one dares to speak!

She came over now, originally to remind Xia Weiwei to tone herself down a bit.

And also to find someone to talk to, to ease her emotions.

But when she sees Xia Weiwei's leisurely, vacation‑like demeanor, an unnamed fury shoots straight at the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

This woman!

Besides that damned luck, she's truly good for nothing!

A complete waste!

"By the way, Sister Yan!"

Xia Weiwei doesn't notice the suppressed murderous aura on Yan Ruoxue at all, and instead opens her mouth as if offering a treasure.

"Zhang Yang will come over later to give me a gift!"

She fears that if she doesn't say it, this woman will become even more displeased!

Yan Ruoxue hears this, and the anger that was about to erupt is instantly snuffed out, her figure freezes.

The people at the chemical plant…

Aren't they all dead?

Any survivors?

"What did you say?"

She turns around, her icy eyes locked tightly on Xia Weiwei.

"It... it's my boyfriend Zhang Yang, the one you've seen!"

Xia Weiwei feels a shiver under that stare.

"He just messaged me, saying he got an Epic treasure and will come over to give me a big gift!"

Chemical plant…

Big gift…

Yan Ruoxue's breathing grew increasingly rapid.

She seemed to have grabbed something.

Boyfriend…

In her memory, Xia Weiwei seemed…

Not just one boyfriend!

"You…"

Yan Ruoxue's voice was hoarse.

"Do you… also have another ex‑boyfriend?"

"Huh?"

Xia Weiwei was stunned.

"You mean… the one who hit you before?"

Yan Ruoxue pressed further.

"Exactly!"

Xia Weiwei's face instantly turned into a look of fierce hatred.

"He's such a trash! So detestable! Doesn't even regard our organization!"

"Photo."

A tremor already crept into Yan Ruoxue's voice.

"Do you have a photo of your ex‑boyfriend?"

"Photo?"

Xia Weiwei's eyes lit up.

Indeed!

The organization is going to help her deal with Su Ming!

They really value her!

"There should be… let me look!"

"He's truly vile! The person who killed Eagle Grandpa that day even inquired about our base!"

"Hehe! I guess after learning our organization's reputation, he's now hiding somewhere trembling!"

Finally, she found an old photo.

In the photo, Su Ming smiled shyly, his eyes clear.

And she was nestled beside Su Ming, holding the full set of new cosmetics he bought for her.

"There, it's him!"