Disposable Song Shuhang 001 Edition

"Wait a minute, isn't that young man also bald? Isn't he a monk?" Chicken Eighteen pointed at Song Shuhang on the screen with a puzzled look.

The young man's bald head gleamed, reflecting the sunlight. His round head was clearly a standard monk's hairstyle.

Ox Two chuckled again, "Brother Chicken, this bald head is freshly shaved. Are your eyes so bad that you can't even tell?"

Chicken Eighteen's mouth twitched—Damn it, this bald head is reflecting the blinding sunlight the whole time, how did Ox Two even know it was freshly shaved?

"Don't digress." Wolf One clapped his hands. "Everyone, get some rest today and recover your strength. Eagle Six and Rabbit Twenty-Eight, distribute the new equipment to everyone. Tomorrow... action!"

Everyone present nodded silently. Eagle Six and Rabbit Twenty-Eight stood up and each pulled out a black leather suitcase.

The Eagle Six's crate was enormous. When opened, it contained grenades and a wide variety of firearms, ranging from standard pistols to rifles, submachine guns, and sniper rifles.

In fact, ordinary individual firearms are merely toys for high-level cultivators, but they can cause enormous damage to cultivators below the Second-Grade.

Wolf One and his group are not old-fashioned cultivators who are stuck in the past. They don't even have a complete inheritance of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect. In order to complete their missions, they often rely on powerful modern weapons.

On the other side, Rabbit Twenty-Eight also opened the black box. Her box was quite small, and the contents were even simpler: two stacks of thick cards, about fifty in total.

This is a low-level Talisman Treasure, made of very crude materials. Talisman Treasure the size of a piece of cardboard can activate a shield that is close to the Third-Grade level once.

"Each of you choose a weapon that suits you, and each of you should also bring two defensive Talisman Treasure. Let's try our best to rescue Whale Eight and Shark Nine," Wolf One clapped his hands and said in a deep voice.

His face was ashen, but his heart was bleeding—firearms and the like could be obtained from arms dealers in some countries. But those Talisman Treasure were precious gems, hard to come by. He had to try his best to recoup some of the losses from this trip from the 'Void Sword Sect'.

Next, all the members except Sheep Seven stepped forward and selected a few suitable weapons, and then picked out two Talisman Treasure to carry with them.

After selecting their equipment and Talisman Treasure, the group dispersed to rest and recuperate in the various small rooms of the submarine.

After most of the members left, only Wolf One, Sheep Seven, Ox Two, and Snake Twenty-Three remained.

"Sheep Seven, have you found that young lady from the Chu Aristocratic Clan?" Wolf One asked.

Sheep Seven tapped a key on the keyboard and replied, "Found it, in this tent."

As they spoke, the scene inside Chu Chu's tent was projected onto the screen.

Chu Chu lay weakly on the hospital bed, her injuries clearly severe. Her chest was flattened; it was lucky she wasn't dead.

Upon seeing Chu Chu's appearance, Wolf One nodded with relief. "It seems she's badly injured... She definitely won't be able to participate in the 'Immortal Severing Platform' battle between the Void Sword Sect and the Chu Aristocratic Clan. In that case, our mission is complete. We just need to wait until the Immortal Severing Platform competition begins, and since this girl from the Chu Aristocratic Clan is unable to participate, we can collect our reward from the Void Sword Sect."

For Wolf One, this was the only good news of the day.

"Also, Sheep Seven, hide the remaining reconnaissance devices and monitor this island. We'll need them tomorrow... keep an eye on the young man and the little monk's movements," Wolf One said.

Sheep Seven nodded and carefully hid the remaining three reconnaissance devices.

One turtle-shaped one has been lost; be careful with the remaining three to avoid further damage. These were made using several special and precious advanced technologies, which are hard to buy even if you have the money.

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As the sun sets and rises, a new day begins.

July 17th, cloudy.

The scorching sun was intermittently tactically concealed by thick clouds, making it feel slightly cooler today.

Song Shuhang got up early and quietly left his tent to cultivate diligently. After finishing his cultivation, he returned to the camp feeling refreshed, covered in sweat.

In the camp, Doudou was also practicing breathing exercises...

Seeing Shuhang return, it teased, "Shuhang, woof, you've been cultivating even harder these past two days, huh? Did something spur you on, woof?"

"I wasn't stimulated by anything, I just feel very motivated to cultivate these past few days." Song Shuhang chuckled.

Since learning that he had missed the golden age of cultivation and no longer possessed the Innate True Qi he had inherited from his mother, Song Shuhang was not discouraged. Instead, he cultivated even more diligently.

Since you've already started later than others, the only solution is to work even harder. While the saying "diligence can make up for lack of talent" isn't entirely accurate, it holds some truth. Moreover, if you're already behind, and don't work even harder, you'll only fall further and further behind...

Song Shuhang stretched and joked, "I don't want my grave to be overgrown with green grass when Senior White comes out of seclusion next time, and then Senior White has to come to my grave to burn incense~~"

"Don't worry, woof, it won't be overgrown with green grass," Doudou said with a serious expression.

Song Shuhang, "Thank you."

Doudou, occasionally she'll say a few kind words.

"Because I'll remember to visit your Doudou and pull weeds every year during Qingming Festival. Don't worry, you're welcome. Doudou 'm always happy to help." The smaller Doudou patted Song Shuhang's leg vigorously...

Song Shuhang: "..."

An ordinary dog can't produce ivory, so it's even less likely that Doudou can. Why can't he remember this?

Just then, the young monk in the distance returned from his cultivation. On the path of cultivation, it is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind, and almost no one is lazy.

As soon as the young monk arrived, he spoke up for Song Shuhang, saying, "Senior Doudou is talking nonsense! Senior Brother Shuhang won't die so young. Senior Brother Song Shuhang is a good person; he'll definitely live to be a hundred!"

Song Shuhang was about to give it a thumbs up with satisfaction.

At this moment, Doudou chuckled, "Hmm, live to be a hundred. After a hundred years, will Song Shuhang die?"

"Senior Doudou, that's not what I meant!" The little monk exclaimed anxiously, his serious little face full of grievance.

Song Shuhang squatted down and vigorously rubbed Doudou's head. "Doudou, don't bully Little Guoguo. By the way, do we have any leftover food from yesterday? How about we change things up for breakfast? Barbecue is fine for a meal or two, but we can't stand eating it every day."

The young monk nodded vigorously, "Yes, and eating barbecue all the time can cause internal heat. It can also easily trigger a recurrence of hemorrhoids, which is terrible."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Doudou grinned at Song Shuhang with a straight face. "Don't touch my head... You're not Yellow Mountain Big Fool, or I'll bite you. Don't you know that only the owner can touch a dog's head?"

Then, Doudou added, "There's not much food left, we need to get some more. It's a pity, if Fairy Bie Xue were here. With her around, even if it's barbecue every meal, she could come up with different dishes, and we would never get tired of it."

"Fairy Bie Xue? The one from the Immortal Chef Banquet?" Song Shuhang remembered that Su Clan’s Seven had promised to take him to Fairy Bie Xue -Immortal Chef Banquet, which seemed to be a very high-class banquet for cultivators?

Because the Daoist name "Fairy Bie Xue" was easy to remember, Song Shuhang memorized it.

"It's her! It's a pity that Venerable White didn't have the answer to cultivate with her back then... Woof! Otherwise, if she had cultivated with Venerable White, all the fellow cultivators in the Nine Provinces Number One Group would have been in for a treat." Doudou licked her lips, her mouth full of saliva.

"Hahaha." Song Shuhang chuckled—he had almost forgotten about this. When the Immortal Chef Banquet comes, he must not mention the 'Venerable White' to Fairy Bie Xue.

A heartbroken woman is terrifying. What if she turns her love into hatred and then extends that hatred to him, an innocent bystander? He certainly doesn't want to get food poisoning.

"Since we're running low on ingredients, I'll go get something to eat. I'll go into the sea and see if I can catch some seafood," Song Shuhang said. He had just worked up a good sweat from his cultivation, and a swim in the sea would definitely feel great—after a night of rest, he was finally less sensitive to 'fish'.

However, Song Shuhang was still a little uneasy about Doudou's teeth.

"Okay, be careful in the sea," Doudou said.

As she spoke, Doudou's lips curled up, and her eyes swept across several corners.

There were two insects and a seabird there.

By so blatantly sending a reconnaissance plane onto the island, do they think we're Senior White?

Song Shuhang walked towards the beach wearing only a pair of shorts.

Senior White was still sitting on a rock in the sea, his arms wrapped around his knees, gazing at the horizon, lost in thought.

"Senior White," Song Shuhang waved and called out.

The Venerable White turned to look at Song Shuhang, observing his appearance. "You want to go to sea?"

"Well, Doudou and the little monk went to find food yesterday, so I'll go this morning. I want to go out to sea and see what's in it, maybe catch some seafood," Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"Alright, then I'll prepare the ingredients for lunch," said Venerable White. Then, Venerable reminded Shuhang, "By the way, Shuhang, the weather forecast says there's a tsunami that could strike at any moment, about 100 meters from our island. Be careful not to swim too far."

Weather forecast? There's a tsunami within 100 meters of our island?

Putting aside which weather station would be so idle as to forecast the weather of an unnamed island in the Eastern Sea —the important question is, which country's weather forecast could pinpoint the tsunami's extent to the meter?

Song Shuhang looked at Venerable White with a wry smile; it seemed that Senior White was about to make a big move.

Seeing Song Shuhang's wry smile, Venerable White chuckled, "Alright, don't be afraid. Come here."

Song Shuhang approached Venerable White.

Venerable White reached out and pulled out a transparent temporary tattoo... He really missed this. Not long ago, the Three-Dimensional Calabash Brothers design with the "Myriad-Mile Escape Technique" that Senior White had prepared for him was printed on this transparent temporary tattoo.

Is he going to use the "Myriad-Mile Escape Technique" again? Just as he was pondering this, Venerable White had already pressed the note firmly against his chest.

After peeling off the transparent tattoo paper, a flying sword appeared on Song Shuhang's chest—a different design this time? It's great it's not Three-Dimensional Calabash Brothers.

"Senior White, what is it this time?" Song Shuhang asked.

"It doesn't have a name yet." Venerable White thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, let's call it the Disposable Song Shuhang 001 Edition."