Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 286 - 286 39 Good Luck_3

286: Chapter 39 Good Luck_3 286: Chapter 39 Good Luck_3 The young lady had already used her hearing to discern the conversation, muttering beside the bed of the red-nosed pharaoh, “Wake up, wake up…”

Qiluo looked at her two…

three friends and deeply felt that the chaos here was not much different from that at Zero Island.

–

Zero Island, Weiyuan City.

The giant dragon worshippers were also faithfully rolling dice today.

“Today’s fortune is…”

Luck [1d100:84]

“Oh!” The giant dragon worshippers danced with joy, “Lord Huojin God has smiled upon us!

Yidou Nengmai will lower the golden thread from the vortex, and today you will be surrounded by good fortune!”

He picked up a pencil and documented the sequence of events on paper.

“First up, the attack by the Martial Arts Association…

this morning you will encounter [1d10:8] elite ninjas, trained in the Impermanence Skill, mindset, and karate.

One is from the leader of the Non-Ninja Army, and seven are the forgers at the Peak of Divine Communication, planning to attack your ninja troops under individual alias, arriving in batches interfered by the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect and cooperatively knocked them all down unharmed.”

“Lucky for you, you avoided the rest of the interceptions in the afternoon and finally took a short break in the northern part of Xinzhou City.

The event you’ll encounter is…

ah ha, a collective wish ceremony of the hidden gods!

I really look forward to what will happen.”

“At this pace, the day after tomorrow at the latest we can start the invasion battle of Dahe Island.” The giant dragon worshipper put down his pencil.

“Come on, come on!

On Dahe Island, there will be more judgments to get passed, and Lord Huojin God can have more fun rolling dice!”

–

On the west side of Weiyuan City, the Glove District.

The trench-coat-wearing man, who arrived at Zero Island yesterday, was now intently looking at the map.

The complicated lines drawn with a pencil had just subtly changed.

The man narrowed his eyes, his fingers tracing the lines on the map.

“Yuexun District…

no, Sixth Institute District…”

He took out his notebook, took note, picked up his briefcase, and left the room to start his day’s work.

–

The three at Purple Island had an intense half-day.

8:30, ambushed by the highly poisonous Ninja=san.

Being skilled in biological poisons, his training in both karate and techniques was exceedingly strong.

But still defeated!

9:00, pursued by Keyboard=san and Flamethrower=san.

Keyboard=san was skilled in electronic warfare, Flamethrower=san in firepower bombardments, their cooperation was truly strong.

But still defeated!

Half an hour later was Polyhedron=san’s sneak attack.

Followed by a duel on the bus with Chain=san.

Lunchtime was a melee with the raccoon troops led by Beast Bullet=san.

In the afternoon, a fair fight in karate with Blade=san.

The last was an aged ninja, a veteran at the Soul Cutting Level, who personally challenged us under the guise of Dirt=san.

Every one of them was a formidable foe worthy of a detailed description of over 6000 words of battle…

But still, they were all defeated!

So, the time came to 4:44 in the afternoon, three bicycles rode into Xinzhou City.

Xinzhou City, located in the northern part of Purple Island, built along the Wisdom River with seawater forming a great river flowing right through the middle of the city.

During the tourist peak season, crescent-shaped boats carrying tourists could be seen on the river.

Following this river northward, one can reach another spectacle of Zero Island, a cascading waterfall connecting Purple Island and Dahe Island.

The city is also famous for its local hot springs, as noted in travel guides.

Hence, many self-driving guides consider Xinzhou City an important stop on their journeys.

At the moment, three dusty and grimy tourists just parked their bicycles by the roadside.

They could not simply be described as “travel-worn”; rather, they should be termed “stench-ridden,” as vomit, stinky socks, rotten food, and various repulsive odors mingled on them, making them smell like…

gods of the sewers.

“I feel like throwing up…” Rina, leaning on her bicycle, turned green.

“I used to think that the filthy rotten beast was roughly the limit of disgusting in the Impermanence Skill,” Gongsun Ce said worriedly looking at the sky, “It turns out the lower limit of the Impermanence Skill is far beyond my imagination.

Dirt=san truly deserves to be a strength holder of the Soul Cutting Level.

I could never have dreamed of fighting in a mud sea…”

Shiyu Ling screamed, “Shut up, don’t make me remember that old pervert!!!

He deserves never to become the Ninja Army Leader with such a disgusting impermanence skill!!!”

Don’t say that.

Dirt=san is actually a very polite old man, claiming to intercept personally on behalf of an old friend.

He even avoided taking any civilians in the bus as hostages and chose an empty area to fight.

If his Impermanence Skill wasn’t so unique…

it should have been a battle worth writing extensively about…

“Cough, cough, puke.” Gongsun Ce gagged a few times, “Qiluo, where’s the nearest Ba-X Dream Center?”

Qiluo’s complexion on the phone looked unwell too.

“There’s no such convenient building with a red roof in the real world…”

Rina gagged for a while and said, “I know an old hot spring hotel…”

“Go!” Shiyu Ling decisively said, “Anything else can wait until after I take a bath.”

The trio of the sewer, under the strange gazes of passersby, moved on, their effect utterly fearsome.

They all silently thought that their luck today must be extremely bad.

Meanwhile, in a narrow alley a few meters away, several sneaky figures were peeking at their retreating figures.

“Giggle…

Here they come!

The people of the golden connection are here!”

“Hehehe, invite them, bring them over!”

“Invite them to the festival~~”

From the voices alone and their peculiar way of speaking, one could tell—these figures…

were not human at all!