Moli!

Moli!

Great Winter World,

Chen Wang lounged comfortably in the bathtub. Though water resources were scarce in the Great Winter World, that was nothing to a cultivator like Chen Wang. Even without bringing fresh water from the Cultivation World, a casual Water Element Spell could gather a large amount of clear water.

Amid the hazy mist, Chen Wang slowly rose and dried himself off.

When he wore an outer robe in the Cultivation World, he merely looked somewhat sturdier than before. But now that he had taken off his clothes, the muscles on his body stood sharply defined, as though cast from steel. Yet they were not the exaggerated bulk of some hulking strongman; every muscle seemed sculpted by a master, containing explosive power.

His six-pack was deeply etched and distinct, and his Long Legs contained terrifying explosive force. As a Tier 3 Soldier Hell Commando, he was inherently a close-combat unit. Along with the skill Bewitching Eye, both his fists and kicks carried tremendous force.

He could easily crush a rock barehanded—far stronger than cultivating any Hard Qigong.

And that was merely pure physical strength.

Once he was fully dressed, Chen Wang headed into the living room.

Resources were scarce in the Great Winter World, but Chen Wang ate exquisitely: a perfectly grilled steak paired with red wine.

After eating and drinking his fill, he immediately felt refreshed and invigorated.

His life in the Cultivation World had been exceedingly austere.

He had lived in a drafty, broken wooden shack and eaten very simply. Of course, the Spirit Rice of the Cultivation World contained spiritual power and could cleanse the sinews and marrow.

Great Winter's style was exceptionally rough and untamed: steel skyscrapers, armored vehicles, jeeps, thugs covered in Chinese and English tattoos, firearms and weapons everywhere, and curvaceous, sexy women dressed scantily. This world was not backward, but it was exceedingly savage.

The place where Chen Wang lived was somewhat better, but upon returning this time, he clearly sensed that the atmosphere around him had grown heavy.

Qiongqi Mining's Enforcement Teams often patrolled the streets.

When he arrived at that familiar bar, beautiful women with big wavy hair, hip-hugging skirts, and Black Silk Stockings moved through the crowd, each radiating a primal charm. However, there were fewer freelancers than before and more Qiongqi Mining soldiers in uniform, their expressions sharp and severe. Chen Wang had come here to find Gao Yanan.

He wanted to learn more about channels for purchasing Gene Serum.

He stood tall and straight, with handsome features. Though he was not stunningly beautiful, there was a heroic air between his brows, one of utter resolve.

In truth, he fit the Great Winter World's aesthetic even better.

He sat down at a table. A young waiter came over and said softly, "Mr. Chen, it's been a long time."

Chen Wang nodded slightly. "The usual."

The young waiter bowed and withdrew, a professional smile on his face as he went to fetch Chen Wang's drink.

Chen Wang noticed that the moment four people drinking in the bar entered, they had spotted him. Unlike everyone else, this group kept their eyes fixed on him. The leader was about six foot three, sitting there like a Violent Bear, his build comparable to the Enforcement Team captain's. He had a bronze-colored face, wore a black tank top, khaki camouflage pants, and combat boots, and had long hair. His features were extremely rugged.

The other three at his table were, respectively, a brawny old man whose face was covered in knife scars.

A young man with silver hair and an earring. He looked ordinary, but wore a wicked smile that could make people swoon. He played with a Butterfly Knife in his hand and occasionally glanced toward Chen Wang. The last was a woman with a crew cut. She was not tall, with wheat-colored skin, and gave off the feeling of a cheetah. She was not drinking alcohol, instead calmly sipping a glass of juice, which somewhat contradicted her overall cold and stern style. Chen Wang raised a brow. For some reason, he could faintly see a trace of hostility in the eyes of that burly man. He sat calmly in his seat. The waiter quickly brought over the drink, and Chen Wang lit a cigarette, drinking as he waited for Gao Yanan. But before Gao Yanan arrived, a beautiful, impeccably made-up woman walked over.

She wore a white shirt on top, its hem tied beneath her chest to reveal her slender waist, along with a black miniskirt and high heels.

Her rounded thighs were still slender, making her exceptionally sexy.

The woman sat beside Chen Wang and smiled sweetly. "We meet again."

Chen Wang smiled. The last time he had brought Gao Yanan here to buy guns, this woman had come over to flirt with him. He remembered that her name was Moli, but Gao Yanan had snapped at her, and she had stormed off in anger.

Chen Wang joked, "What a coincidence."

The exquisitely made-up beauty smiled. "It's been a while. You seem to have become even more handsome."

Chen Wang smiled, took a drag from his cigarette, and neither confirmed nor denied it.

The exquisitely made-up beauty smiled again. "Are you free tonight? Want to have a drink together?"

Chen Wang raised a brow and smiled. "I thought you were going to say sleep together."

The beautiful, impeccably made-up woman gave a coquettish laugh. "Wouldn't that be too direct?"

She was beautiful, knew how to dress, and was exceedingly forward, but Chen Wang was not in the mood. The beautifully made-up woman leaned closer and asked, "Are you very familiar with Gao Yanan?"

Chen Wang raised a brow. "Sometimes we do business."

This exceptionally seductive woman picked up Chen Wang's glass and took a small sip, leaving a lipstick mark on the rim. Smiling, she said, "Weapons, intelligence, or... serum?"

Chen Wang glanced at the glass, then at the woman, and said blandly, "Why ask?"

The seductive woman leaned closer to Chen Wang, her slender hand lightly resting on his as she teased, "Because I'm in that business too."

Chen Wang raised a brow. "Oh?"

The beautiful woman smiled. "I didn't get to introduce myself last time. My name is Moli. What's yours?"

Chen Wang said evenly, "Chen Wang."

Moli's eyes lit up as she smiled. "You're Chen Wang, the one who swept through twenty zombies in no time a while back?"

Chen Wang lifted a brow and stared at her without betraying a hint of emotion, withdrawing his hand.

Moli gave a coquettish laugh. "I didn't investigate you. It's just that your deeds have long spread through certain circles."

Chen Wang was not surprised. There had never been much secrecy to such a matter. He gave a noncommittal sound, appearing utterly calm, then cast a faint glance at the beautiful woman. "Who are you? A Gene Warrior too?"

Moli blinked. "You guess."

Chen Wang took a drag from his cigarette and smiled faintly, shifting his gaze away and no longer paying her any attention.

Moli edged closer again and whispered, "I have some connections in the Enforcement Team. That's where I heard about it."

"You can come to me for guns and serum in the future too. You're so handsome—I'll give you a discount."

Chen Wang turned his head indifferently. From this angle, he could see Moli's deep cleavage.

As well as the cool young girl behind Moli with a high ponytail.

The corners of Chen Wang's lips curled slightly.

"Sure."