Cihang City, Happiness Internet Cafe.
After handing the advanced combat recordings from the simulator to the Swordsman to study, Chen Feng went to find She Qingqing, hoping he might recruit a new player.
"Snake Spirit, I need you to help me cultivate!"
"Huh? Wait, um! Are you serious?"
Looking at the flustered, red-faced snake girl, Chen Feng had to admit that Number Zero's remodeled character design was absolutely stunning.
If it means saving the world and stopping the great calamity, I'd even be willing to marry the snake girl.
That was what Chen Feng thought.
But after sweeping his divine sense over her—up, middle, middle, middle, middle, down—he was surprised to discover that Cihang's sliver of good thought seemed to have already merged with She Qingqing's consciousness.
Had the shrewd Cihang Bodhisattva actually been assimilated by this silly snake girl?
Was this what they meant by lying down with fools and getting up an idiot?
"Then, Chen Feng, have dinner with me tonight."
"Not a chance."
Chen Feng rejected She Qingqing's invitation at the speed of light. Cihang City was about to explode, and he needed to study the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation immediately. Who had time for some bullshit love story?
"You damn womanizer! Go—go die!"
After smacking Chen Feng across the face with her massive tail, She Qingqing twisted her waist and slithered off in a huff.
Women really are impossible to understand.
Chen Feng realized that the thrill of battle suited him much better.
After opening the jade slip and carefully studying the formation, however, Chen Feng reached a grim conclusion:
In its current condition, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation would last twenty-four hours at most before the Bodhisattva broke free and unleashed madness on Cihang City.
The only way to maintain it was for Chen Feng