Chapter 711

The Clone Narrator-kun nodded. "Of course, otherwise it wouldn't be approved."

Recalling the senior's pristine white attire, immaculate and ethereal like a fairy descended from heaven, Yuezheng Yao murmured, "I never imagined even she would touch me. For victory, she was willing to ruin her image... It seems I really am too weak. I kept saying I wanted to become stronger to bring my sister back, but I wasn't even willing to pay this price. If you're willing to give up something like this, what right do you have to fulfill your wish?"

Yuezheng Yao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She quickly realized what was happening and reached out with a serious expression to touch what she considered to be a monstrous Poop-kun.

After a light touch, he quickly withdrew his hand.

"I... I did it!"

At this moment, Yuezheng Yao felt her mind and spirit were elevated, her will became more resolute, as if she had broken through some kind of shackle. Even her body felt much lighter. She couldn't help but close her eyes and look up, two lines of excited tears sliding down her cheeks.

"As expected, if I want to do it, I can do it... Having made such a huge sacrifice, I must win this match!"

Opening her eyes again, Yuezheng Yao's gaze became incredibly resolute. She took out a handkerchief, tied it around her forehead, and then channeled her Internal Cultivation to propel herself forward, striding towards a bright future.

Clone Narrator-kun figure, whispered, "Ling Huanxi used her internal energy to seal off her five senses before reaching out to touch it... This kind of information, which is crucial to personal skills, shouldn't be mentioned, right?"

Chinese New Year Special (Part 3)

Why would you touch something like that?

Si Huaruo was also struggling with the problem in front of the Poop-kun, just like Yuezheng Yao. However, compared to Yuezheng Yao's resistance and disgust, she was more afraid.

"Does it have to be a fight? Can't I just admit defeat?" Si Huaruo asked the Narrator-kun with a pitiful look.

"Sorry, there's no way to give up on this level; you have to touch it to pass."

"Waaah~" Si Huaruo let out a mournful cry like a small animal, turning to her two companions to discuss, "What do we do now? This level is too difficult! Do you have any suggestions...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Wu gently patted Poop-kun's hand, and Poop-kun happily let out a "Yo-ho!" Then, although Murong Qing frowned and looked embarrassed, he still suppressed his psychological aversion and touched it with lightning speed before withdrawing it.

"Hey, hey, hey, how come you guys can do it so easily?"

Murong Wu scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I've been studying herbal medicine lately, and some of the ointments I make smell worse than feces. Others look particularly awful, sticky and black, far worse than feces."

Murong Qing, "Although there is indeed a strong sense of repulsion, it is not insurmountable. As long as you have the determination to win, that's enough. In fact, none of the people ahead of us stopped here, which proves that they all passed through smoothly."

"Am I the only one who can't do it in the end? Huaruo in big crisis!"

Si Huaruo gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, and reached out to touch the Poop-kun, but pulled back less than ten centimeters away. Then, leaning against a nearby tree, she said dejectedly, "No, I still can't do it... Don't worry about me, just go. I'll stay behind and cover your retreat. I definitely won't let the people behind catch up with you."

Murong Wu said somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, although Sister Huaruo used a very tragic tone, it's really just touching something. Why don't you... close your eyes and bear with it, it'll be over soon."

Si Huaruo pounded on the tree trunk, lamenting, "No, I can't do it! This is the difference between ordinary people and geniuses. Little Wu, you're too young to understand the cruelty of the adult world. There's something called the limit of talent in reality. No matter how hard you try, there are some things you just can't do, while geniuses can easily overcome them. It's unfair from the moment we're born."

"Well... although the logic sounds correct, saying these things in this situation feels a bit strange," Murong Wu said with a wry smile. "Besides, I'm a boy."

Just as Si Huaruo was about to speak, Murong Qing suddenly made a move, striking her pressure point with a finger. Instantly, freezing air entered her body, sealing her movements.

"Sorry, we can't just abandon you."

Then, Murong Qing gently patted Si Huaruo's hand on the Poop-kun, turned to the Narrator-kun, and asked, "Is this okay? The rules don't say that others can't help?"

The Narrator-kun nodded and said, "Of course, you've all passed."

After the freezing air subsided and she regained her mobility, Si Huaruo quickly used her Divine Arts to wash her hands, purifying them three times before she could barely bear it.

"It's a perfectly valid idea that weak individuals can gain competitiveness that rivals the strong through cooperation. However, this can only be achieved by those who are willing to trust others. People like Yu Shuying and Si Jingyu, who overthink things, find it difficult to cooperate with others. Even if they offer their services, others generally won't believe them."

The Narrator-kun watched the three figures disappear into the distance, offering a few comments, when suddenly a voice whispered in his ear, "I've touched it, is it okay now?"

The Narrator-kun was startled and turned around to see Liu Qingqing looking at him calmly. He glanced stiffly at the Poop-kun, but unfortunately, he couldn't see any trace of it and couldn't tell whether Liu Qingqing had really touched him or was just fooling him when he wasn't paying attention. His ability was to stop time, not to reverse time.

"Uh... okay, you passed."

Ultimately, they couldn't let the other person touch it again, so the Narrator-kun could only nod in agreement. After all, if they were to investigate, it would be his dereliction of duty first.

Having received permission, Liu Qingqing moved forward at a leisurely pace, seemingly unconcerned about falling behind.

"She's such an elusive girl, her presence is so low that even I, the narrator, often forget to describe her words and actions... Speaking of which, eight people have already passed by, and there's only one left."

Before long, Si Jingyu arrived late. After learning about the checkpoint from the Narrator-kun, she simply patted the Poop-kun, her calm demeanor as if she had only touched a pile of clay. She didn't clean herself up afterward and continued the race.

"She actually ended up at the very back; there must be a conspiracy..."

At this point, everyone entered the third area of the track, the "Trap Zone." As the name suggests, this area is filled with all sorts of traps, and the types are not limited to melee weapons; landmines, automatic machine guns, and biological and chemical weapons are also included.

However, the power of this trap is greatly reduced when it comes to a Spirit Transformation expert. Ling Huanxi is like a human ice storm, radiating a chilling aura that freezes everything within a ten-foot radius. Unlike the situation in the swamp area, this time she is releasing her cold aura with all her might. After all, ordinary frost is much less effective against automated firearms, so it must be completely frozen into ice blocks. Therefore, she created an ice sculpture passage within the trap area.

Soon, Ling Huanxi arrived at the third checkpoint far ahead of everyone else, where Su Yingbo and his wife Ai Qing were waiting.

"I thought last time was my official exit, but I didn't expect to have another chance to appear—albeit only in a side story."

Su Yingbo sighed, then quickly composed himself and explained to Ling Huanxi, "Welcome, Miss Ling, you're the first one. This round tests your combat skills. You'll be randomly selected as an opponent from the story for a battle of wits, so it's quite a test of luck. The winner passes, the loser is eliminated. Alternatively, you can choose to forfeit, but forfeiting requires you to stay in place for ten minutes."

The conditions for the third stage are the same as for the first stage. In the first stage, you must complete the challenge or you will not receive a stamp. In the third stage, accepting the challenge may result in elimination, so it is safer to give up. However, the ten-minute time limit will create a huge gap between participants. Generally, if a participant does not encounter too many obstacles along the way, ten minutes is enough to pass through an area.

Ling Huanxi answered without hesitation, "I accept the challenge."

If a Spirit Transformation Grandmaster doesn't even have this much courage, then he's truly a wasted life.

"Okay, let the challenge begin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Huanxi's consciousness wavered, and when she came to her senses, she found herself in a vast, empty space. When she looked up and saw her opponent standing in front of her, a subtle but quite obvious change appeared on her face, because the other person standing in the space was none other than Yan Jinghong.

"Ha, Fourth Sister, your luck is rather poor. I didn't expect your opponent to be you either," Yan Jinghong said with a hint of apology. "Speaking of which, it's been a long time since we siblings have sparred. This isn't a good thing; for martial artists, combat is the best way to communicate."

"... bring it on."