"Of course not, those who wear combat armor are."
Although Liao Shiquan was puzzled why Qi Yuan asked this, he still explained to him: "We who wear formal clothes are the family members of high-level espers and team members. As for what high-level espers want to wear, they can wear whatever they want."
A kind of plant!
No wonder the staff member who handed him the invitation did not mention what to wear...
Can he go back and change back into casual clothes now?
Qi Yuan thought about it and decided not to bother with that. Anyway, blending in with the family members would not affect his observation and collection of information.
His purpose in coming here was to learn to imitate S-level espers, and nothing else.
"Who among them is an S-level esper?"
"There are no S-level espers. They don't have time to attend this exchange meeting."
Although it was possible to attend the advanced esper exchange meeting, the elders in the family should have informed him of some precautions. Liao Shiquan didn't quite understand why Qi Yuan didn't know this information.
This news was like a bolt from the blue. Qi Yuan had just entered the venue and wanted to pack up and slip away.
No wonder it was called the Advanced Esper Exchange Meeting...
Wouldn't it be better to just call it the A-Level Esper Exchange Meeting?
But according to one iron law of the people of Dragon Country—since he was already here, Qi Yuan still stayed.
To broaden his horizons would also be good.
Based on Qi Yuan's performance just now, Liao Shiquan accompanied him and introduced the content of the exchange meeting.
"This is the paranormal item trading area. If you see anything you like, you can contact the seller through the contact information below. Usually we don't dare to take them out and display them like this. Now with various powerful people present, there is no need to worry about the items being lost."
Paranormal items were items with special abilities derived from the field of fusion.
Because of their scarcity, these special items were controlled by teams and officials.
Qi Yuan browsed through the paranormal items on display in the display cabinets:
There was a ring with spatial storage capabilities;
There were clothes with fire protection capabilities;
There was a stool with flight capabilities...
He felt that apart from the spatial ring, the others seemed rather lame.
Liao Shiquan seemed to have sensed his thoughts and shrugged slightly: "Even if people don't need good stuff for the time being, they would only choose to rent it out, if not, they would trade privately."
Qi Yuan: ...
What else could he say? It was pitiful enough to be a high-level esper in such dire straits...
But leveling up too quickly with cheats, the supporting facilities could not keep up, which was also normal.
If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain.
By joining the official organization after entering university, the Dragon Country officials couldn't refuse to accept him.
To join the enforcement team required a university diploma, which was really asking too much of him.
As for establishing his own team...
First he needed money, and second, if he had money and ability, what would he need a team for?
No matter how many people, they couldn't overwhelm a high-level esper, there was no need.
Liao Shiquan lived up to Xue Shiyun's exhortation and introduced the entire venue to him.
However, for Qi Yuan, it was all useless.
Whether it was the trading area, intelligence exchange, or family matchmaking.
The only harvest was that Liao Shiquan was in the same grade as him, and was extremely likely to become his classmate.
As he left the venue,
Several young men leaning against the window noticed him and began to talk among themselves.
"Which family is he from? He actually got Liao Shiquan to wait on him."
"I don't recognize him. Anyway, either he has strength or power. Guess what his car is?"
"Bugatti? Bentley?"
"Guessing foreign cars is too much. How many can there be?"
One of them exclaimed, after all, even foreigners were a rarity, not to mention vehicles transported over long distances.
"Then NIO? Hongqi?"
"It looks like he's about to reach the intersection. Let's see which car he gets into?"
"Where, where? Let me see!"
The few people crouching by the window fell silent for a long time after the hubbub.
"Hmm..."
"This young master really has unique taste."
"Is it possible that he is just an ordinary family?"
Someone brought up a new idea. Liao Shiquan's friends didn't necessarily have to be very rich, right? It was very normal for these children of high-level espers to draw in promising young people to join their teams, wasn't it?
As soon as this was said, his companions all looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"What are you talking about?"
"How convenient taxis are!"
"Yes, yes, yes, and no need to find parking."
Seeing that he was about to refute, they rushed to say: "Would you dare provoke him?"
The arrogant young master who was about to engage in a battle of words immediately shut up.
He said awkwardly: "Taxis are good, very convenient, no need to find parking."
"Phew--"
The others hissed in unison.
...
A little girl who claimed her name was Xinxing faced a shadow stretched long by the street lamp. She blinked her big innocent eyes at the person, trying to get past the gate with her cuteness.
"I just wanted to participate in the exchange meeting with you..."
The owner of the shadow clasped his forehead in distress, as if muttering to himself, "Or should I just let her off this time?"
"No."
A cold female voice sounded, and green patterns crawled out from the skin of the shadow's owner, flowing outward.
Soon the patterns disappeared from the shadow owner's hands. Beside him, they gathered into a woman.
"Indulging her further will lead to great harm."
Having said that, the woman looked at the little girl: "Yunyun, starting today, double the writing assignments until your behavior improves."
Yunyun huffed angrily, puffing up her cheeks: "I didn't behave badly. It was fine originally until you got involved."
"Double it again."
"No!" Yunyun cried out crisply: "I won't do it!"
"Confiscate snacks."
"Then I won't either! You bully me when others bully me!" Yunyun put her hands on her hips and stamped her feet, picking a fight with the woman.
"Who?"
Hearing that the girl was being bullied, the woman spoke coldly.
Yunyun huffed angrily with her arms crossed in front of her chest: "Who else could it be, that uncle dressed in black."
The woman looked at her companion: "Is it the person Liao Shiquan received?"
"Yes, it's him. Don't know if he recognized me."
The companion rubbed the back of his head worriedly. He had glimpsed the other party for a moment.
But more than that...
"I think we should listen to what happened first. After all, what Yunyun said..."
Yunyun grasped her companion's trouser leg, capturing his unspoken implication.
"Hey! What do you mean by that?"
The woman also agreed with his words and looked down at Yunyun.
"Tell me everything exactly as it happened. Otherwise, it won't just be confiscating snacks."
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
