The high-tech luxury plane took only six hours to send Sheyan to his destination: Nice Côte d'Azur Airport.
Soon after, Sheyan saw Zi in a private manor with picturesque scenery.
Zi's outfit looked very ordinary, even a little plain. She wore a simple maroon dress, but it could not conceal her elegant and noble temperament at all. Beside her stood a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses and holding a document bag.
However, Sheyan's gaze stopped at Zi's side.
To be more precise, it was the wild beast next to it that made one associate it with a lion.
Without a doubt, it was a huge Tibetan mastiff.
A purebred Tibetan mastiff.
The mastiff laid down lazily beside Zi and glanced at Sheyan, then indifferently rested its chin on its paw.
Without a doubt, this ferocious beast from Tibet had no interest in Sheyan.
Zi looked at Sheyan.
Sheyan also looked at her. For some reason, there seemed to be an indescribable barrier between the two of them. Neither of them was willing to speak first. The atmosphere was very strange for a moment, but it was not awkward, because both of them knew very well that whoever spoke first would have to give in.
But at this moment, Sheyan smiled slightly and made a running action while carrying a sack. Zi rolled her eyes. Her secretary was also very surprised. She had been working for Zi for seven years, but she had never seen Zi make such an expression before.
What was even stranger was that the one who made Zi make such an expression was a man.
He was a young man who looked slovenly and could even be said to be a little sloppy!
This man looked so ordinary that he could be found everywhere on the street. If he mixed in with a crowd, he would be like a pinch of sugar or salt dropped into a soup, disappearing quickly. Just within the consortium, there were plenty of people who were stronger than him.
But Zi treated him favorably. Not only did she send a Gulfstream plane to pick him up, she also made a special gesture. This was something that the secretary could not understand at all.
Observing Sheyan's casual demeanor, Zi's phoenix eyes revealed a trace of amazement and admiration. She extended her hand towards Sheyan and revealed a faint smile.
"Welcome to Dadat Farm. I'm Su Lingzi. This is my secretary, Miss Annette. "
Sheyan held Zi's hand and felt that it was soft and boneless. His heart stirred, but he still smiled and said, "That's right. That's right.
"I'm Sheyan. Thank you for your invitation. By the way, the crew members of the Elizabeth are very considerate."
Following Miss Annette's lead, Sheyan and Zi arrived at a hillside beside the private manor. Here, the green grass was like a cushion, the blue sky was filled with white clouds. In the distance, the majestic Alps stretched across the horizon with a majestic grandeur. From here, one could overlook the famous Blue Coast of Nice; truly a picturesque scene. However, what Sheyan appreciated most about this place was its openness. It was spacious and clear at a glance, which greatly reduced the threat of others eavesdropping.
Sheyan tucked himself into a reclining chair on the hillside and sighed comfortably. He looked at Zi and waited for her to speak. Instead, Zi calmly picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip, as if she was admiring the scenery. After a while, she said.
"When I called you, you said you were in a daze?"
Sheyan nodded his head and replied.
"Yes."
Zi's red phoenix eyes revealed a trace of curiosity.
"A ….. brat like you, you should have calculated your time accurately to the second right? Why would you be in a daze?"
Sheyan slanted his eyes and stared at Zi with a malicious gaze.
"Before I answer your question, can you answer me first? What did you want to say just now, but you replaced it with the word 'brat'?"
This time, Zi finally let out a chuckle, but she immediately covered her mouth and said, "That's right.
"Well, since you must ask, then I can tell you very clearly, it's a bastard! Ever since I left the Avatar world, I've always wondered what kind of person that bastard Seaman is. Therefore, when I saw you, I couldn't help but associate it with that word. "
Sheyan spread out his hands and didn't want to discuss this tangled question with her. Instead, he answered Zi's previous question.
"The reason why I'm in a daze is because I suddenly realized something strange. My friends and family seem to be incompatible with me. It seems that they all have their own lives, but I can't integrate into them like before."
After listening to Sheyan's explanation, Zi remained silent for a while before replying.
"You're wrong. It's not that you're incompatible with them. Instead, ever since you became a contestant, such a thing would inevitably happen."
Sheyan was an extremely intelligent individual. After being stunned for a while, he immediately understood the deeper meaning behind Zi's words. His expression instantly turned exceedingly unsightly. He was momentarily speechless. Instead, Zi went straight to the heart of the matter.
"Do you have a way to blend in with a bird's life? Do you have a way to have a deep heart to heart conversation with a fish? Of course not, because your life form is completely different from theirs. How can you accomplish such a thing? "
Sheyan took a deep breath and said sorrowfully, "That's right.
"Yes, you're right. Ever since we became contestants, we've walked further and further on the path of humanity. Right now, we may not be that different from our family and friends, but if we continue to evolve ….. one day, the cruel reality you spoke of will happen."
Zi tilted her head and remained silent for a while before replying.
"You're only feeling this way now. I've already gotten used to it for a long time."
The atmosphere fell silent for a while. It wasn't awkward, nor was it awkward. Instead, it was a very harmonious tranquility.
Although Sheyan and Zi didn't communicate verbally, they both knew each other's thoughts and feelings. It was a very subtle and peculiar experience.
After a long, long time, yet it also seemed like only a moment, Zi finally spoke in a soft voice.
"I've called you here for a total of three things."
Sheyan nodded and replied.
"Speak."
Zi glanced at him and asked.
"Do you know why Zeus can't forget about me?"
Sheyan didn't expect Zi to ask him this question. After pondering for a while, he smiled and replied.
"Of course it's because your charm is so high that even he has to bow down to your jeans."
Zi rolled her eyes at him and said.
"I don't wear jeans. The reason why he wants me to merge into his party, and if that doesn't work, then he'll have to kill me. It's because I'm in possession of a huge secret, a huge secret about MTs! Even Zeus only knows bits and pieces of this secret, so unless he has no other choice, he's not willing to face me in battle! Because the wrong information he has misled him, making him think that I have the strength to perish together with him! "
Sheyan listened quietly. He knew that Zi must have her reasons for saying this.
Zi looked at Sheyan and continued.
"As far as I know, there are many types of MTs. Zeus' MT strength comes from the earth, so he's a nature type MT. Skull's strength comes from equipment and metal, so he's a metal type MT. Apart from that, I've also seen a spirit type MT. Their strength comes from their spirit. Their HP is the same as an ordinary Growth-Hunter's, and their extra defence and survivability comes from the 'spirit shield' on their body...."
"However, this secret I've obtained, I've grasped the legendary path to becoming the strongest MT!"
"The strongest.... MT path?" Sheyan's countenance stirred as he blurted out.
"That's right." Zi affirmed. "However, it's merely a path. As for becoming the strongest MT, that will depend on whether the person who obtains this secret has the ability to reach the end of this path."
Sheyan squinted his eyes and gazed at Zi.
"It seems like you intend to impart this secret to me?"
Zi nodded and replied.
"That's right."
Speaking till here, she clapped her hands in the air. Then, the incomparably ferocious Tibetan Mastiff slowly strolled over. Zi affectionately rubbed its head, before retrieving a string of extremely ordinary Buddhist beads from its neck.
"This is it. Oh, that's right, I've killed Wild Dog from the Skull Party and obtained his silver storyline item: Life Monitor. I have no use for this item, so I've already mailed it to you guys when I left the realm. "
Sheyan received this string of Buddhist beads, but couldn't discern anything special about it. He only felt that this object was exceptionally heavy. Zi insipidly replied.
"Wait till you possess sufficient ability, then it will naturally display its abnormality."
Sheyan attempted to store this string of Buddhist beads into his personal storage, but instead, his nightmare imprint transmitted a series of notifications.
[You obtained an unknown object????]
[You are unable to store it into your personal storage.]
[Your current ability is insufficient, you are unable to obtain detailed information about this object.]
[Your current ability is insufficient, you are unable to store this object into the nightmare realm.]
[Please quickly become a Growth-hunter, to fulfill the basic requirements to appraise this object.]
After skimming through the list of notifications, Sheyan knew that this thing was definitely not an ordinary item. He then solemnly said to Zi.
"Thank you."
Zi gently smiled and replied.
"Helping you is the same as helping myself. Secondly, to achieve a perfect evaluation for the present world mission of that soul equipment 'Memory Pen', I need your help. Are you free?"
Sheyan shrugged his shoulders and replied.
"Can I say I'm not?"
Zi's brows twitched, as she faintly smiled and replied.
"Why don't you tell me."
Sheyan instantly shamefully shrunk back.
"Fine, I won't tell you then."
"Thirdly." Zi stared into Sheyan's eyes, as she earnestly declared. "I want to withdraw from Party Ace." If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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