Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower
Chapter 724 Counterattack Begins

Chapter 724: Chapter 724 Counterattack Begins

At that moment, there was an incense burner on the incense table. Generally, the designs inside incense burners are of lotus flowers, auspicious clouds, or ruyi scepters, but this one was fashioned into a cannon emplacement.

This cannon looked quite similar to the ancient cannons seen in later generations, complete with small, round coal balls beside it.

The model actually resembled a LEGO set.

They heard every word of the preceding conversation without missing a detail, which gave them a new understanding of the insects here.

In a sense, this could be considered an unscientific existence, right?

Gu insects could cloud the mind and affect a person’s body, but now they even possessed 3D printing capabilities, which was a total subversion of understanding.

They hadn’t found the insect, guessing Manager Qiao had taken it away.

However, its handiwork was still left lying in the room.

Undoubtedly, this piece of work would be handed to the legendary master when he arrived.

The two of them observed for a while before starting to search Manager Qiao’s room.

Considering what he said about the "master arriving in a few days," they had to quicken their pace and could not afford to dawdle with Manager Qiao any longer.

...

As night fell, the tavern buzzed with life.

With Zhao Xiaomiao handling the outside, Manager Qiao only needed to listen behind the curtain, no longer needing to mediate with guests personally.

Of course, compared to his rigid demeanor, the charming and delightful Zhao Xiaomiao was undoubtedly more suited to the role of shopkeeper.

Previously, the place was solely known for trading information, with few ordinary people stepping foot in it apart from clients seeking intel.

Now things were different; it had finally become like a regular tavern, bustling with noise from patrons in addition to the information trade.

All the credit went to Zhao Xiaomiao, which was why Manager Qiao wanted to win her over to Thousand Miles.

Luckily, Zhao Xiaomiao was someone with great ambition, who didn’t adhere rigidly to virtue and chastity.

Manager Qiao had a premonition that in time she would grow to be a major force, a more dangerous carnivorous plant than Shopkeeper Yan.

That day, the meritorious Zhao Xiaomiao was in high spirits, so she greeted the customers with even more warmth.

Seeing that the main hall no longer needed him, Manager Qiao quietly went to the kitchen to grab two steamed buns before returning to the back yard.

After all, someone crucial to the master was waiting in his room, and even if he resented it, he couldn’t truly neglect her.

Manager Qiao’s room was situated in the furthest corner of the back yard. Because of his reserved nature, it was rare for colleagues to visit.

Of course, this was also because those colleagues were ordinary people. Although Thousand Miles and Dongsheng Tavern were in a collaborative relationship, it was limited to providing a venue and a facade for legitimate activities.

In effect, Dongsheng Tavern only offered Thousand Miles a place for aboveboard transactions, without getting involved in anything else.

This was also why Manager Qiao and the workers at Dongsheng Tavern maintained a certain distance, and why the workers were unaware that the vast tavern concealed an undercover agent from Thousand Miles.

The workers were even more oblivious to the fact that Zhao Xiaomiao had joined Thousand Miles.

But these things are beside the point for now, as Manager Qiao had just returned to his room.

Compared to the clamor outside, it was tranquil here.

He went to the bedside as usual intending to trigger the mechanism, but as soon as he reached the bed, an innate intuition told him... something was off.

Manager Qiao suddenly froze, intending to silently back away, when all at once a sharp gust of wind came from behind him.

Manager Qiao swiftly bent down to roll onto the bed.

He thought he was dodging the gust, but the bed board moved suddenly. Who would have thought that this wooden bed would sprout, binding him fast.