On the sixth day of rest, everyone was notified early in the morning to head to the next dungeon.
On the train to the new dungeon, Chi Hao pulled Jing Minghe to sit next to him. Jing Minghe thought Chi Hao had something to say, but he merely closed his eyes to rest, showing no intention of speaking.
Jing Minghe was puzzled.
So, why did this guy insist on sitting with me? The train is so big, why does he have to squeeze together with me? Is it comfortable?
Sitting behind them were Ke Wuwen and Tong Zheng. Ke Wuwen wanted to be closer to his idol, and Tong Zheng was worried Ke Wuwen would freeze to death, so he charitably came along to accompany him.
Ke Wuwen leaned on Tong Zheng's shoulder and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Brother Tong, Brother Chi and Idol seem to have a really good relationship. They were inseparable in the resting area, eating, drinking, and sleeping together."
Tong Zheng's eyebrow twitched, and he said in a low voice, "So, stay away from your idol from now on, don't keep bothering them to improve their relationship."
"Improve their relationship?" Ke Wuwen looked bewildered. "Improve what kind of relationship? Their relationship is already very good."
"Teamwork, partnership, whatever you want to call it. Anyway," Tong Zheng turned and looked at Ke Wuwen with feigned seriousness, "for your own life safety, listen to your brother's advice. Don't go near them anymore, understand?"
"But Idol..."
"Don't worry," Tong Zheng put an arm around Ke Wuwen. "Your idol will always be your idol, but just an idol. Are you a true fan? Or a sasaeng fan? Always wanting to get close to people, that can really make you hated, you know."
Ke Wuwen's internal alarm bells went off!
Hated? No way!
Ke Wuwen immediately sat up straight, glanced at Jing Minghe sitting in front of him, then turned to Tong Zheng and said with a serious expression, "From now on, I will be a true fan who silently supports my idol!"
Tong Zheng nodded with a smile. "Very good."
Jing Minghe yawned and was about to take a nap. Before he could close his eyes, he heard Chi Hao speak.
"Here, for you."
"?" Wasn't he closing his eyes to rest?
He felt Chi Hao actually put something in his pocket. Jing Minghe reached in and felt it, his expression freezing. It felt like something, but he also thought it was unlikely.
He carefully took it out of his pocket, spread his palm, and looked down. Jing Minghe's face showed both disbelief and incredulity.
His eyes were completely healed, he absolutely wouldn't be mistaken.
At this moment, lying in his palm was the treasure he had been longing for, the one that could freely transform into any cold weapon he could conjure in his mind.
The Transforming Sphere!
My God, how could it be a Transforming Sphere?
This thing cost 200 points! Did Chi Hao have that many points?
Jing Minghe's points on his item card were almost enough, but he had decided to buy the Shrinking Medical Kit for Yumi first. He could only continue saving points for the Transforming Sphere.
He didn't expect Chi Hao to suddenly give him a Transforming Sphere.
Putting aside how Chi Hao had so many points to buy the Transforming Sphere, what Jing Minghe wanted to know most now was why Chi Hao would give it to him?
"I say, Brother Hao, you..."
"No refusals."
"It's not that," Jing Minghe said softly, "I don't accept gifts without reason. This gift is too precious, and I have nothing to give you in return."
Chi Hao turned to look at Jing Minghe, his eyes showing absolute certainty. "Later, you can repay me slowly."
Jing Minghe twirled the quail-egg-sized Transforming Sphere in his hand. It had a chain, perfect for hanging around his neck. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Sudan Novel Network
Thinking that this was something he had wanted very much the first time he saw it, and now Chi Hao had bought it for him and said he could repay him slowly, there was no need to refuse.
To refuse further would be to appear overly sentimental, wouldn't it?
Jing Minghe hung the Transforming Sphere around his neck. "Since that's the case, thank you."
"You're welcome."
After Chi Hao said this, he continued to close his eyes and rest.
Jing Minghe suddenly sensed an unfriendly gaze. He turned to look but found no one looking at him.
Could it be my imagination?
Jing Minghe felt a sense of unease but didn't think too much about it. He followed Chi Hao's example and closed his eyes, pretending to doze.
The train stopped, and the doors slowly opened. The portal to enter the dungeon was directly in front of the doors.
Jing Minghe stood up, stretched, and said to Chi Hao, "Brother Hao, let's get off."
Chi Hao grunted, but did not stand up. Instead, he extended a hand to Jing Minghe.
"..." Does he want me to help him up?
Alright, since I accepted his gift, it's not a big deal to help him up.
Jing Minghe grabbed Chi Hao's hand and pulled hard. After Chi Hao stood up, he didn't let go. Instead, he pulled Jing Minghe directly out of the train.
Those who had already disembarked were gathered in front of the portal, seemingly waiting for something.
Jing Minghe smiled helplessly and was the first to walk through the portal with Chi Hao.
The moment they emerged from the portal, a strong smell of dampness mixed with the scent of blood assaulted them.
"What is this?" Tong Zheng's voice came from behind Jing Minghe. "A restaurant? It doesn't look like an ordinary restaurant."
What they saw was indeed a restaurant, and a large one at that. Jing Minghe estimated that judging by its size, it could definitely accommodate over a thousand people dining.
However, despite its size, the restaurant was quite dilapidated. The tables and chairs were askew, stained with all sorts of grime, and the walls were rusty.
The large rows of spotlights overhead were on, but the light was dim, and some were flickering incessantly, as if trying their best to create a terrifying atmosphere.
Jing Minghe felt that seeing these things was normal, but the increasingly strong damp smell made him feel very strange.
"The door is over there, should we go out and take a look?"
The person speaking was Huang Rongfei, one of the three who had returned to the resting area looking disheveled.
His two companions, Jia Dong and Wan Zuojun, nodded in agreement.
After Jing Minghe had scanned the corners of the restaurant, he said, "Let's go out and take a look too. In any case, we need to understand the situation here first."
As Jing Minghe and his group approached the restaurant entrance, they heard an exclamation from outside.
"Oh my god! This is... this is..."
"A cruise ship? But, why is it here?"
Hearing the voices, Jing Minghe and his group exchanged glances and quickened their pace to go out.
Outside the restaurant door, there was a staircase leading upwards on the left. The dampness outside the restaurant was even heavier.
After climbing the stairs, even Jing Minghe couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.
"It's the deck!" Ke Wuwen grabbed Tong Zheng's arm, shaking it and shouting, "Brother Tong! Idol! This is the deck! We're on the deck!"
Tong Zheng turned to Jing Minghe and said, "This is a cruise ship, but it's not on the sea. Is it... underwater?"