Xyrin Empire

Chapter 301 - 301 301 Acting Together with the Childs Mother

?Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Acting Together with the Child’s Mother Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Acting Together with the Child’s Mother I really can’t understand why big villains always like to lurk in dark, moldy corners to plot the overthrow of the world. Derelict factories are always a great setting for gang shootouts, and grisly murders often inevitably accompany the barking of a dog passing by to “grab some soy sauce,” as well as — the transactions of sin simply must be chosen in the wilderness where people seldom tread.

“Isn’t that obvious? If you were a smuggler, would you set up a stall in a busy district with a sign saying ‘Heroin Clearance Sale, Buy One Bag Get Two Free’?”

Dingdang’s sharp tongue was as omnipresent as ever.

“Could you maybe disdain me without using such vividly detailed descriptions in the future…”

“Highlighting reality, highlighting reality ha,” Dingdang said, sounding not at all embarrassed, “How are things on your end?”

“Nothing so far… Okay, I’m not doubting the quality of your intel, but are you sure you didn’t get the time wrong? Honestly, I’m finding your word less and less reliable…”

“… If I could reach you right now, I would have turned on you already!”

After breaking off the mental connection that was filled with our typical banter with Dingdang, I continued to lie down feeling sleepy with Bubbles in the 700-billion-mile expanse.

This place was an abandoned quarry far from the city center, desolate and barren. In contrast, I discovered that the essence of autumn was obstructed in the densely populated city, but in this deserted wilderness, the remnants of summer had retreated more thoroughly than in the city, with yellow and parched colors sweeping across the land, the dry and withered weeds swaying in the wind among the crevices of massive rocks, as if they would break into disheveled summer remnants at any moment. It was already afternoon, and the flaring clouds in the sky were gradually spreading from the west, lending the landscape an even more desolate air.

Such a perfect picture of desolate autumn scenery, if only accompanied by a plaintive and poignant whistle, would have indeed been too… “wilderness weapon”…

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