Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 341 - 341 62 Holding a Small Meeting

341: Chapter 62: Holding a Small Meeting 341: Chapter 62: Holding a Small Meeting Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

From the western part of Kuku Jili Town came the sound of pile drivers, the vague “Ah bah!” and “Sayounara!” mixed in, barely out of the mouth before being drowned out by new loud sounds.

In less than 20 seconds, all of the Pure Sect ninjas involved in the action were executed.

Whether they were pure human ninjas or Evil Spirit ninjas fused together, they now harmoniously lay in the pits in a muddy form.

The thought of self-harm came with a hint of black humor: perhaps this was the world’s best team-building activity, they were truly “indistinguishable” from each other.

“Rage rage rage.” Crusher erupted a strand of black flame to destroy the corpses and erase the traces, “Actual thrill.”

The boss’s movements were still not very agile; it seemed he needed to rest up for a while to return to his prime.

Zuiyan glanced at the crutch under his arm and shrugged his shoulders.

Who wasn’t?

It was a miracle to have survived under those circumstances.

“Well done, controller=san.” He turned his gaze to his junior.

No, it couldn’t be said junior anymore, it was a comrade-in-arms born and died together.

“My and Crusher=san’s lives were pulled back by you.”

The controller sat on a rock.

His face was covered by a headscarf and a face guard, but his eyes were entirely different from the day before.

“Senior, I…

Looking back, it was an incredible experience.

Being in this town must be God’s blessing.”

“Without the actions of the brave, that blessing also would be meaningless.” Zuiyan encouraged with a smile, glancing at his crutch, “Would you mind getting me a piece of candy?

Have one yourself too.”

“Ah…

Sure!

Very happy too!” The controller’s response was still laced with that green and nervous taste.

He quickly took out a peppermint candy from Zuiyan’s coat pocket.

The small candy box miraculously survived the melee, with three candies remaining.

The controller handed a piece of candy to Zuiyan, who was reaching out awkwardly, and kept one for himself.

Just as he was about to put away the candy box, the giant ninja extended a palm-leaf fan-like hand over.

“——Please!!!”

“Rage.”

The trio of ninjas shared the last piece of candy.

The refreshing taste of mint blossomed on their tongues, giving Yamaoka a considerable sense of relief.

Strangely enough, when spending the previous night with Mr.

Gongsun and his party, he never felt this way.

“Crusher=san,” Yamaoka mustered the courage to ask, “what should we do next?”

After the two of them woke up, he blurted out all the intelligence he had garnered.

About the Evil Spirit ninjas, the Pure Sect’s actions, and the content of the interrogation…

When Yamaoka admitted these, he was prepared to commit seppuku, leaving the decision to the leader.

The giant ninja’s response was surprisingly swift, without a hint of hesitation.

“Return to Weiyuan City to report.

We won this internal struggle, the next move is for Zuiyan=san to decide.”

…So the outcome will be decided by Lord Zuiyan!

Hold back, definitely don’t say this in front of the boss!

Yamaoka clenched his heart’s tirade, unaware his eyes had already betrayed his emotions, while Zuiyan snickered on the side.

“Oh, you’re all awake.”

At this moment, footsteps approached from behind the three of them.

A young man with grey hair walked toward them alone.

Gongsun Ce waved his hand: “Let’s not say much, see you if we’re destined to meet again.”

Crusher walked ahead, hands pressed together in prayer.

The three ninjas bowed simultaneously to their enemy from yesterday.

“——Take care!”

After these words, the trio boarded the armored vehicle (Crusher had to punch a hole in the roof for his head) and drove away into the desolate wilderness.

Worth mentioning, the old medic Heiyi Sancun was also on the vehicle.

Having met up with old friends, who knows what he talked about with the ninjas, he too decided to return to Weiyuan City.

They must have their own stories, but those are none of the Superpower User’s concern…

Gongsun Ce watched the distant armored vehicle.

Oddly, despite having fought to near death, he bore no enmity or resentment towards these three.

Enemies and enemies are different.

Thinking this, the Superpower User turned back towards the town.

Shiyu Ling Er and Shiyu Ling San, who had been knocked down, seemed to have been transported away through the channels of the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect.

Gongsun Ce couldn’t be bothered to care about their ultimate fates; right now, he was more concerned about his own stomach.

He hadn’t had breakfast yet.

Normally, Gongsun Ce would wake up feeling refreshed and invigorated: heaven have mercy, it had been so long since he’d had a good sleep without any dreams.

He was in such high spirits that it took him a while to remember his conversation with Mr.

Lan even after waking up.

Gongsun Ce opened his eyes with a smile, only to find himself lying in the back seat of the armored vehicle, which was a bit awkward.

And when he got out of the vehicle and saw everyone giving him strange looks, Gongsun Ce felt even more off.

“Everyone, did I do anything while I was sleeping last night…?”

“You turned the town’s only hotel into a ten-meter-deep pit,” Rina said with concern, “If not for their timely rescue, this town would have been finished.”

After hearing this, Gongsun Ce decided to go out and take a walk to test his ability control, to closely observe whether any scales or other ominous organs had grown on his body before considering the breakfast issue.

That’s why he showed up behind the ninja trio.

And when he confirmed everything was usual and returned to the town, his three teammates had already started to eat.

“Everyone, what about my meal?”

The man in a suit awoke from a dream: “My apologies, I subconsciously ate your portion.”

“So it is so it is…

to hell with that, I want to eat!” The grey-haired youth banged heavily on the table, “If there’s nothing to eat, I’ll snatch yours, I’m serious!”

“Even if you say so, I would still be troubled if you took the rice balls away with telekinesis…”