Chapter 519: Like a Dream, a Bubble

Last night, something like a dream, a fantasy, a bubble, a shadow happened.

As stated in the "Diamond Sutra, Chapter 32: The Unreality of Conditioned Phenomena," all conditioned phenomena are like a dream, a fantasy, a bubble, a shadow; like dew and like lightning. One should contemplate them as such. The changes of things are unpredictable and capricious; one must maintain a mindset of variables to view the world.

Anything that seems impossible can happen.

Just like now.

When Zheng Qian woke up, there was a woman in his bed.

Even as he looked at the exquisite body bathed in sunlight, he still found it a bit unbelievable. He couldn't help but light a cigarette and began to ponder life; such an incredible experience was destined to leave a profound mark on his life.

The course of events was roughly as follows.

Initially, to ease the awkwardness, Zheng Qian asked Yao Qiuqiu and Xiao Nan to help him relax his back. Their soft, boneless hands touched Zheng Qian's hot back, and indeed, he inadvertently relaxed a lot.

The main thing was that he had adapted; it was better than when Zheng Qian first brought Wei Rusi in.

However, why was Miss Wei's gaze so strange?

Rather than a bathtub, it was more like a small living water pool. It maintained the most suitable temperature for the human body, with a special device similar to a water pump that released some seawater at fixed intervals, which was then filtered, processed, and brought here.

This living water pool could accommodate up to five people simultaneously, barely enough to avoid overcrowding.

But because it was designed for ladies, and Zheng Qian was larger in build, four people now felt a bit cramped. Yao Qiuqiu and Xiao Nan were practically pressed against Zheng Qian; he leaned against the edge of the pool, and they were on either side of him.

Wei Rusi was directly opposite Zheng Qian, looking at the 'weapon' rising out of the water, like a flag standing in the wind.

Especially seeing his joyful expression, she really wanted to stomp on him fiercely. What a scumbag!

But! She quickly realized, why should she reward him?

Yet, seeing him look so distressed, she inexplicably felt a pang of pity.

"I'll help you massage too."

Wei Rusi suddenly smiled mischievously, leaned closer to Zheng Qian, and began kneading his legs. This truly was deadly. Especially her chest, brushing against him almost imperceptibly.

If he hadn't undergone special training, he might have already surrendered.

A subtle atmosphere thus spread throughout the air.

As for the specific combat process, it is inconvenient to elaborate here, otherwise, it would be censored. If needed, please refer to the paid version of "The Unspeakable Stories of Zheng Qian and Them" (just kidding~).

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"Brother, I have a very serious question."

On the deck, Zheng Qian had just finished his Dragon Subduing Pile practice, feeling incredibly refreshed. Looking at the increasingly close Kyushu coast in the distance, his eyes slightly trembled. After a long silence, he hesitantly asked Chen Chou.

"What is it?"

After more than twenty days of interaction, his relationship with Zheng Qian had also undergone a subtle change.

Or rather, he had never met such a person, such a rich person. Although he had decided to entrust his life to Zheng Qian in exchange for a safe departure from Oman and the hope of future revenge.

Whatever Zheng Qian asked him to do, he would do without hesitation.

In his worldview, there were no conventional rules or constraints.

In his opinion, Zheng Qian should not be someone obsessed with women. At least he believed Zheng Qian had brains, the confidence to control such immense wealth, and was decisive in his actions. Yet, during this time, almost everyone on the yacht knew what Zheng Qian had been doing.

It was simply shameless.

He didn't understand how such a person could control such vast wealth.

Shouldn't he have been swindled out of all his money by various beauties long ago?

"I used to read novels and always heard that practicing martial arts required abstaining from those kinds of thoughts. I also heard the saying, 'one drop of essence equals ten drops of blood.' I... *cough cough*, I've been a bit too excessive lately. Will I have problems when I get older?"

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette and asked with a slight embarrassment.

In fact, he had never experienced such high-intensity use of his 'weapon' before either.

Even when he first met Jin Lu, it wasn't a continuous twenty-plus days of frantic combat.

However, it was also truly because it was too boring on the yacht; there were almost no other entertainment activities besides doing 'that' and playing on his phone. So, the question arises, which is more fun, the phone or Wei Rusi?

A very simple multiple-choice question!

Coupled with yesterday's high-intensity battle, such a thought suddenly arose.

"Everything has a limit. Excess is certainly not good, but there's no need to abstain. Moreover, you don't need to pay attention to the so-called 'one drop of essence equals ten drops of blood.' Train your body well, and your energy will always be vigorous. Don't underestimate the potential of the human body."

"By the way, I have something to say to you, thank you, BOSS."

Chen Chou's gaze was very clear.

He seemed to feel the aura from Kyushu as well.

This was the aura of freedom, representing a temporary departure from the place that saddened him, to rethink his life. The reason he said this was because Zheng Qian had told him two days ago that he had basically settled things with Rahman.

Basically, there were no more worries.

The incident began with a satellite call initiated by Rahman.

He subtly expressed that he had learned of the disappearance of the assassin Chen Desheng had privately sent. But then he immediately changed the subject, not mentioning this matter at all, and instead requested a sum of money to begin implementing the plan they had discussed.

Zheng Qian certainly did not refuse, directly investing 5 billion US dollars into his bank.

Well, because the bank was nominally Wei Rusi's, investing in her would result in a cashback.

This money was also 'laundered' to Rahman through Lindsay Loli's operation.

The adult world is just that dull.

With a few simple words, the unspoken matter was resolved. Rahman didn't dwell on Zheng Qian taking Chen Chou away. After all, he already knew that Rahad was the instigator, and Chen Chou himself held no animosity towards him.

Moreover, the one who should be most worried now wasn't him, but Chen Desheng.

With money in hand, why wouldn't he be happy?

Why should he still care about Chen Chou?

This matter would not affect their solid and indestructible "brotherhood."

"Alright, Brother Chou, there's no need for us to say such things. I've said it many times... but if you insist on calling me Boss, then call me that. I know you don't like your surname, so I'll just call you Brother Chou normally, and your external identity will be Wikapibo on your passport. Speaking of which, he's a character from a comic that I really like."

"Loyal, trustworthy, and true to his word, just like your character."

"He would go to great lengths to protect his sister... Brother Chou, listen, I won't tell you false words or use brotherhood to entice you. Our acquaintance stemmed from a transaction; you traded yourself to me."

"So now, I hope you can protect the person I cherish, just as Wikapibo protected his sister. Soon, you will meet her."