Chapter 758 - 456: Cracks and Inquiry

Chapter 758: Chapter 456: Cracks and Inquiry

The sun, busy all day, was about to set. The fiery afterglow of the sunset dyed more than half the azure sky red.

The snow-white clouds drifting across the sky were also tinted a brilliant red by the sunset’s glow.

As time passed, half of the sun’s face had already dipped below the horizon. In a little while, it would disappear completely.

WHOOSH...

Dusk arrived, carried on a gentle breeze.

RUSTLE... RUSTLE... RUSTLE...

Across the boundless wilderness, the grass and trees rustled ceaselessly in the wind.

A figure in green camouflage squatted by a pond, dipping the Spiritual Longsword in their hand into the water to clean it.

SPLASH, SPLASH, SPLASH...

Lin Li washed the Spiritual Longsword in the pond, rinsing away the blood and gore caked on the blade. Water splashed everywhere, sending ripples across the pond’s calm surface.

’Finally clean. I can’t believe how bad the brains of that dung beetle Mutant Beast smelled.’

After washing the Spiritual Longsword, Lin Li held it up toward the setting sun. The fiery sunset light fell upon the blade, painting it the color of rouge.

"Huh?!!!"

’This is...?!’

Lin Li suddenly noticed several small cracks on the Spiritual Longsword’s blade. He quickly brought it closer to his eyes for a careful look.

’Holy crap, there’s more than one crack!’

’I only bought this Spiritual Longsword a few months ago, and it’s already having issues. The quality is terrible!’

Lin Li stared at the cracks on the Spiritual Longsword’s blade and muttered to himself.

After a moment of complaining, he calmed down and thought it over. He realized he couldn’t entirely blame the cracks on the Spiritual Longsword’s poor quality.

The problem was that he had been using it with high intensity for the past few months. And in all that time, he hadn’t once taken it to a Spiritual Power Weapon Shop for maintenance.

With such high-intensity use and no maintenance, it was inevitable that some cracks would appear on the blade.

’Tomorrow morning, I’ll head to a Spiritual Power Weapon Shop to get the Spiritual Longsword repaired and serviced.’

Lin Li stored the damaged Spiritual Longsword away in the Mysterious Small Island. Then, with a mere thought, a black dirt bike materialized in front of him.

He took the helmet hanging from the handlebars, put it on, and turned to look at the last sliver of the setting sun.

’Dealing with those Tiger Bees this afternoon wasted a lot of time, so I didn’t get to hunt many Mutant Beasts.

Overall, the Mutant Beasts I hunted today still gave me six percent maturity progress, which is about the same as yesterday. But ultimately, I didn’t manage to surpass yesterday’s results.

I’ll get up early tomorrow and push myself to set a new record...’

The Magical Little Fruit’s current maturity progress was at twenty-one percent. Lin Li was quite satisfied with his gains over the last few days.

He watched the sun vanish over the horizon, lost in thought for a moment, then mounted his black dirt bike.

VROOOOM...

He twisted the throttle, and the engine roared to life. The black dirt bike accelerated, speeding toward the city.

...

The light of the setting sun streamed through the window into a quiet living room, falling upon a figure lying on the sofa.

"Sigh..."

A long sigh broke the quiet atmosphere of the room.

Zhu Daqi sat up. His face was etched with worry, and he sighed from time to time, clearly troubled by something.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, opened the call log, and tapped the familiar number at the very top.

"The number you have dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later..."

It was the same automated response. Listening to the voice from his phone, Zhu Daqi’s expression grew even more worried.

’Why is Yan’s phone still off?’

’Wang is with her, but unfortunately, I don’t have his number. Otherwise, I could call him and ask what’s going on and why Yan’s phone is still off.’

He’d gone to Chen Xiaoyan’s home but hadn’t found her, and her phone was unreachable. The unease in Zhu Daqi’s heart grew, and he had a vague, terrible feeling that disaster was looming.

’Forget it. I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. I’ll try calling Yan again later.’

Zhu Daqi patted his cheeks, trying to cheer himself up. He tossed his phone aside, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV.

DING DONG...

The moment the TV switched on, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Who is it?"

Zhu Daqi called out as he stood up and walked toward the entryway.

"Neighborhood committee," a voice from outside replied.

’What does the neighborhood committee want with me? Don’t tell me they’re here to make me fill out another form.

I’ve already filled out several forms this year. If they want me to fill out another one, I’m not doing it,’ Zhu Daqi grumbled to himself.

CLICK.

He opened the door to find two young women standing before him.

"Huh?!!!"

Staring at the two uniformed women before him, Zhu Daqi’s pupils constricted. Panic flashed across his face as he let out an involuntary gasp.

"Investigators!"

The tall, pretty woman with long, wavy hair tied up high, Liu Jialin, pulled her credentials from her pocket and showed them to Zhu Daqi. Her red lips parted. "You’re Zhu Daqi, right?"