Chapter 306 The little sister has a sharp tongue.

By the time Flyer returned, carrying a large bundle of rule seaweed, Redhead was adjusting the shoulder strap of his sound system.

He looked up, and upon seeing the sheer weight of the bundle, he froze in place; the sound system slid off his shoulder, nearly smashing onto his feet.

"Holy crap!"

He snatched the sound system, his eyes wide as saucers. "Brother! Did you sell yourself out?!"

The other two were also quite moved. "This must be dozens of meters, right? Brother, didn't you say you only needed a few meters? How did you end up bringing back a whole bundle?"

"This stuff is insanely expensive on the market. It's been classified as a scarce resource, on the same level as an Energy Core! Brother, did you agree to some condition you shouldn't have?"

Flyer: "..."

"Sell my ass, my foot! This was a reward from Brother Chen Yu. I accompanied him into that haunted stage last night, and this counts as my payment!"

Flyer muttered as he began distributing the rule seaweed.

Redhead smacked his lips. "Worth it! Brother, that neck-choking was worth it!"

"?"

Flyer snatched the rule seaweed he had just handed to Redhead back. "I almost died, and you dare say it was worth it?"

Redhead hurriedly grabbed it back. "Brother, I'm just joking, just joking..."

Flyer rubbed his neck, hissing in pain, and said seriously, "I wouldn't go back there even if you gave me more rule seaweed. That haunted place—damn it, the mirrors were full of hanging ghosts. It scared the hell out of me."

On the other side—the people on the nearby rafts had eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Within the college student team, Xu Zhiyuan pushed up his glasses. "Rule Seaweed Remains can't even be circulated on the market; they can only be obtained from building material treasure chests. He just tossed out dozens of meters like it was nothing. What kind of background does this guy have?"

Bai He narrowed his eyes. "This isn't simple. An ordinary S-rank shouldn't be this mysterious."

Xu Zhiyuan shook his head. "Trust me, he's really just an S-rank. At most, maybe an SS-rank, but that's unlikely."

Soon, someone approached Chen Yu's raft.

"Hey, brother."

The speaker was a bald man with a scar as thick as an index finger running from the top of his head to the back of his neck.

He wore a tight black tank top with a faded wolf head pattern printed on the chest, and his arms were covered in tattoos. They looked like words, but they were too small to make out.

The three people behind him wore the same clothes, all staring at Chen Yu's raft.

The bald man smiled and pointed at Flyer not far away. "Brother, you've got quite a lot of rule seaweed. You just waved your hand and gave away at least thirty meters."

Chen Yu had already fastened his seatbelt on the raft. "Does that have anything to do with you?"

The bald man smiled, revealing two rows of teeth. "I want to borrow some from you. Not too much, just over ten meters will do. The four of us will split it; it'll be enough."

Chen Yu rubbed his forehead. He couldn't believe he had run into a team with such thick skin.

"Get lost."

Not wanting to waste any more breath, Chen Yu directly dismissed them.

The bald man frowned, interlaced his fingers, and cracked his knuckles, producing a series of sharp pops.

"How about this? We'll trade with Wood. That work for you?"

"Can you not understand human language? I told you to get lost, yet you're still hanging around here. Is Wood some kind of high-value resource? How are you not embarrassed to even say that?"

Wang Mengmeng huffed.

"?"

"You motherf..."

Someone behind the bald man couldn't sit still and wanted to speak up.

But the bald man cut him off.

The bald man suddenly began introducing himself: "We are from the Haicheng Scavenger Group. My name is Wang Yaohong."

When this was said, the others didn't have much of a reaction.

But Chen Yu knew that back at the Blizzard Villa, that Minister Li Hairong who tried to become the person in charge was some kind of department head for the Scavenger Group. He hadn't expected to run into a team from this group again here.

Wang Yaohong smiled. "Our team is ranked 28,412th in Haicheng. Let's be friends."

"Pfft."

Wang Mengmeng burst out laughing. "28,412th? My lips get tired just saying that number. You sure remember it clearly!"

Wang Yaohong narrowed his eyes, shifting his gaze from Chen Yu to her face.

He hadn't really looked at this baby-faced girl before. Her tight T-shirt strained against her fleshy upper body, and her jeans wrapped tightly around her thighs, accentuating her large bottom. She looked like a standard vase.

But a vase shouldn't have a mouth.

Even if it did have a mouth, it shouldn't make noise; it should only be used for special purposes at special times.

"Little sister, you have a sharp tongue."

Wang Yaohong's voice began to deepen. "You might not know what my Talent is."

He raised his hand in front of his eyes and slowly clenched it into a fist. "A-rank combat type, Power Burst! Charge for two seconds, and a single punch can deliver four times the original impact force. I've even beaten S-ranks to death!"

Clearly, the fact that he could say such things meant that someone behind him must have had a Perception Talent. They had roughly judged Chen Yu's level to be S-rank, which was why they dared to come here to "borrow" rule seaweed.

He lowered his fist and stared at Wang Mengmeng's face, waiting for her expression to change.

Wang Mengmeng blinked. "That's too trashy. Standing there immobile for a two-second charge, like a charging station. Just thinking about it makes me laugh, hahahaha~"

Wang Yaohong was furious. "Enough! We just came to ask for some rule seaweed! Do you really think you're big shots?"

Wang Mengmeng was fearless. "Look, brother, you're the ones here to borrow things. Why are you acting so tough?"

"Log Flume is about to start"

"Last 30 seconds"

"Please prepare yourselves, passengers"

Hearing this, Wang Yaohong took a deep breath, extended a finger, and pointed it at Wang Mengmeng.

"Fine! I'll remember you, little girl!"

He turned around, walked two steps, then stopped, turned his head back, and glared viciously at Wang Mengmeng.

"Damn you, just wait until I catch your..."

As Wang Yaohong walked away, Chen Yu gradually withdrew his gaze, finalizing a death list.

Yang Kexin suppressed her laughter and patted Wang Mengmeng on the shoulder. "Mengmeng, how are you so good at talking back? That bald guy's eyes could have killed just now!"

Zuo Shi also laughed. "You didn't give him an out from beginning to end. The 'charging station' description was hilarious!"

Wang Mengmeng straightened her back, glanced at Chen Yu in the front row, and coughed. "That's right! Even 28,412th place dares to come begging? I gave him too much face! If he dared to make a move, Brother Chen Yu would slap him flying with one hand!"

Chen Yu: "..."

Zuo Shi leaned in. "Chen Yu, after this project is over, we need to keep an eye on his movements."

Chen Yu nodded. "Don't worry, he won't survive this project."

Just as the words fell... "Hum—" The track beneath their feet shuddered violently.

Immediately after, the entire raft was lifted by a force and began to slide forward slowly.

The speed was very slow at first, as if they were sightseeing.

Hmm. It was almost as slow as the Log Flume at an Amusement Park.

Many people on the surrounding rafts had already begun to relax.

But the more it was like this, the more likely a change was to occur.