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Chapter 312 Xue Jing Receiving Special Treatment, 'Dragon Tide' and the Four True Dragons, Divine Factor! (4K)_2



Inside, it was practically a house, complete with various bedrooms, bathrooms, a fitness room, an entertainment room, a kitchen… everything looked like it was made from high-quality materials, obviously not cheap.

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Unlike White Crow’s aircraft, which was clearly more geared towards pure transportation, this one was more like those private jets owned by the rich, designed for enjoying the finer things.

“Xue, look!”

Ning Yuantai came over, excitedly holding a bottle of red wine that had no brand label on its surface, and showed it to Xue Jing.

“This is a rare wine specially provided to the high-ranking personnel within The Sixth Agency, you can’t even buy it with money.”

“I rarely have the chance to drink it myself, but today we are in luck, let’s give it a try!”

He held two wine glasses in his other hand, placed them on the table, and with a flick of his finger, popped the wooden cork of the wine bottle with a ‘pop.’

A rich aroma of wine wafted out. Xue Jing sat down in a chair, elbows on the table and pal resting on his chin, and said:

“I’m still a minor.”

As Ning Yuantai poured the wine, he paused and sputtered, “Ah, really?”

He had almost forgotten that he was a minor himself.

With a suave wave of his hand, Ning Yuantai declared, “If adults can drink this, why can’t we minors? There’s no such rule!”

“Xue, drink without worry, I’ll take the blame if your liver suffers!”

Xue Jing smiled, reached out for the wineglass full of red wine, which looked no different from ordinary red wine in color, but was exceptionally clear with no impurity sediment to be seen, and when poured, it didn’t even bubble.

He brought it close to his nose for a sniff, and indeed, there was an extraordinary fragrance.

He asked, “Whose ride is this aircraft?”

Ning Yuantai raised an eyebrow, “You’ve noticed, Xue.”

“After reporting to the higher-ups, and hearing you were heading for the Seventh Metropolitan Circle, that commander sent her Dragon Core Machine over here.”

He took a sip from his glass, pretending to savor it for a moment before swallowing, then let out a relieved sigh, “That’s strong!”

Xue Jing said, “Since it’s her vehicle, we’re okay to drink her stuff, right?”

Ning Yuantai waved it off, “No worries, she doesn’t care about these things. This wine might be precious to others, but for someone of her level, it’s practically unlimited supply, she won’t mind.”

“The commander only had one requirement; she said the big master bedroom, where she usually sleeps, could only be used by you, no one else may enter.”

Xue Jing looked puzzled, “I can use it? Why?”

Even though he knew that commander wanted to recruit him to officially join Cease-Blades, she seemed to be giving him unusually special treatment.

Dispatching her private aircraft to transport him and even letting him use her bedroom… it felt odd.

It had been like this before, too. The things she sent over were incredibly thoughtful, Yellow Grannie Skill, Lion Lying Nirvana Painting, were all very suitable for him, even tailor-made for his close friends and family… much more so than what White Crow had given.

And Ning Yuantai, this young master, kept staying around to serve him… although that seemed to be Ning Yuantai’s own choice.

“Maybe it’s because you’re handsome?”

Ning Yuantai guessed, chin in hand.

Xue Jing neither agreed nor disagreed, lifting the glass to take a sip of wine.

Although he wasn’t much of a wine connoisseur, upon tasting, there was indeed a rich flavor unlike anything he had tasted before.

Quite delicious, almost rivalling cola.

While drinking, Ning Yuantai looked for a topic to chat about:

“The spirits industry in that Seventh Metropolitan Circle is also pretty developed, way more bizarre than the other city circles.”

“People there have a preference for strong alcohol, and since they are all physically fit Martial Artists, regular drinks can hardly intoxicate them. Hence, many companies focus on creating variants of alcohol with strong stimulants using materials from the Intersecting Boundaries…”

“Like an Alcohol Hero, a renowned Professional Martial Artist, who simply loves a white spirit called ‘Burning Intestines’.”

“That stuff, they say it’s called ‘One sip to finish, finish with one breath left’, ‘Taste it on your tongue, remain flavorless for a half a month’, it’s like drinking dynamite. A common person would have their intestines burnt out with one cup. To buy this liquor, you have to show the merchant a certificate of at least an eight segment Professional Martial Artist, and you even have to register it afterwards, like buying sulfuric acid or some other dangerous substance…”

While Xue Jing was flying along a “hidden yet safe” route toward the Seventh Metropolitan Circle.

In a concealed research base full of various high-tech instruments, a researcher in a white lab coat looked at the images on the screen with a slightly furrowed brow.

“Something seems off about the ‘Dragon Mother’.”

“The ‘Four True Dragons’ have suddenly started to drive away the surrounding Dragon Breed, their vigilance has significantly increased, and the million-strong dragon swarm seems much more irritable than usual… Something’s not right.”

The Four True Dragons are the strongest four Dragon Breed produced by the superorganism ‘Dragon Mother’, and they are the biggest obstacle for humans to overcome the issue of the Dragon Mother.

The Deep Red Salamander, Wave Wendini, Wild Breath Hilluford, Withered Noom, each one possesses extremely exaggerated strength and special abilities.

The researcher said with some uncertainty, “This seems like a sign of ‘Dragon Tide’…”

The person beside him exclaimed in surprise, “How can this be? It’s been less than three years since the last ‘Dragon Tide’!”

The researcher glanced at him: “Since the arrival of the Dragon Mother in this world just over thirty years ago, there have been less than ten occurrences of the ‘Dragon Tide’, and the data is severely lacking, so no accurate pattern has been measured.”

“Although most of the time it occurs every five to six years, there have been instances of a second Dragon Tide occurring in less than a year.”

“…We can’t afford to be careless, notify the higher-ups to prepare.”

The sky slowly darkened with the evening.

After finishing the meal prepared by the private chef on the airplane, Xue Jing and Ning Yuantai arrived at the door of the ‘bedroom for his use only’.

He turned the doorknob, opened the door, and walked in.

The room was suffused with the pleasant scent of high-quality aroma diffusers, spacious and decorated simply with just some daily household items, nothing appeared out of the ordinary at first glance.

In the center was a large circular bed that seemed capable of sleeping three or four people comfortably.

Xue Jing first took a shower in the bathroom, then sat on the bed in a white bathrobe feeling refreshed, his gaze sweeping over the room.

“Hmm?”

His current level of Insight was almost like that of a microscope, and he quickly noticed something amiss.

On the wall beside the headboard, there was a seam that appeared seamless, but in fact, was barely discernible.

Xue Jing walked over to the wall, tapped his hand against this seam.

After thinking for a moment, he pressed his palm on it and activated a special Absorption Force. It stuck to the wall like an octopus’s sucker, and then he gently pulled back.

A hidden compartment built into the wall was pulled open by him.

Inside, there was a rolled document that seemed to be frequently browsed, as well as a glass bottle the size of an oral liquid.

In the transparent glass bottle was a strange liquid, with countless golden specks darting back and forth within, emanating faint but unmistakable light, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Xue Jing’s gaze shifted as he reached to grab the document, accidentally brushing the back of his hand against the glass bottle.

[Divinity detected, extracting…]

A prompt suddenly popped up on the panel, causing Xue Jing to pause.

A Divine Relic…? No!

It said ‘Divinity detected’, not ‘Divine Substance detected’.

This is… Divine Factor!

Xue Jing’s eyes widened slightly.


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