The King of Black Fog

Chapter 1232 - 551: Supreme Heavenly Device

The honeymoon trip is selected on Earth.

As their hometown, they want to take this opportunity to explore it thoroughly.

As for Yang Tianlu and the others, thanks to Li Qianxia, they are arranged to go to school cities in other worlds for exchange, cultivating equality and civilization from a young age.

During the travel, no matter where they go, everyone is discussing the Holy City.

Locals are discussing, travelers are discussing, the hosts and service staff are discussing, even nine out of ten news on the phone are related to the Holy City.

Greece, Mykonos Island.

Endless blue surrounds the view from every angle, scattered with blue-domed churches exuding a divine aura.

White-walled cottages fill the eyes, the bougainvillea in full bloom despite the past season, climbing over rooftops.

The four stayed in an ordinary two-story hotel, its white walls glowing.

In the hotel's huge courtyard, enjoying the scenery of the Love Sea and the food.

"I decided to sign up."

"That's right, there's still six years left to register in the Adventure Guild, become a player, embark on the starry Heavenly Road, there's still time for everything!"

"Stop dreaming, you only see those lucky ones in the live streams, countless ordinary players actually die in the game, why do you think you'll be a lucky one and not one of those dead ordinary players?"

People are hotly debating.

"I'm going!" A white old man stands up, "I'm already seventy-six years old, how much longer can I live? I'm entering the Value Game, for one last fight, I want to become a God!"

Everyone is stunned by his aura.

Suddenly, from standing up quickly, the old man feels dizzy.

"Careful!"

"...With such a body, you'd better wait for death, who knows, becoming a God might be faster."

"Not necessarily, the Value Game pursues an even match, it's a challenge for masters, but for us who are trash, it's an opportunity, the opponent is trash too."

"If you say you lack self-awareness, you know you're trash; if you say you have self-awareness, why would you go send yourself to death?"

Despite whether they really want to go, everyone's heart is stirred.

The four are already accustomed to this atmosphere, finishing their meal and heading downstairs to the Love Sea.

"Alright, three people holding hands and rushing over, three, two, one!"

Click~

"Bro, squat down, sneak a peek under their skirts... Pretend to look, it's posing! You're not actually being a pervert!"

Click, click~

"I took it, can take you to the police station anytime."

"Nice underwear." Li Changzhou commented.

"Lanlan, Yaojie, hit him, bring out the vibe of ganging up! Very good, this shot is really good, great! Hit! Hit hard! Smack him, don't hold back, it's all for the photo!"

Click, click~

"Lanlan, Yaojie, get ready to turn around, three, two, one!"

Click, click, click!

"Three people holding hands, forming a circle, spin a little, good!"

Click, click, click!

"Bro, squat down, hold the coconut up on your head, two wives drink coconut juice with straws, yes, this kind of brain-sucking feel!"

While the two laughed, Li Qianxia clicked, clicked!

"This broken boat is nice, the two wives get on, bro, don't get on, you stand below, holding the rope to the boat, good!"

"Bro, you ride this motorcycle, ride over from there; good, two wives stand on the roadside, giving thumbs up, mimicking a hitchhiking pose!"

"Come on, two wives make faces at the motorcycle's rearview mirror, husband watches them! Very good, the two wives are really beautiful!"

Click, click!

Having Li Qianxia along is indeed superb.

As a photographer, she took plenty of photos for the three.

But she leans towards a cute style, causing many photos of Yang Qinglan and Turquoise Pool to look like high school girls.

But their temperament and beauty are there, no matter the pose, candid photos have their own individual style.

No matter the type, they are so beautiful they further solidify the three elements of photography: model, model, and model again!

Leaving the Love Sea, they went to Spain.

Stayed in Barcelona, ate seafood paella, learned the passionate flamenco dance, watched bullfighting — the bull is a monster, but also a star in Spain, giving autographs to kids afterwards (printing bull hooves).

Went to Northern Europe, took a ship to see gigantic blue ice floes, admired the melting ice in the Arctic Circle up close, a surreal dream-like scene, like God's painting.

In Palau, diving, watching beautiful vibrant schools of fish in the deep sea;

In Canada, watched maple leaves, teased Polar Bears, gazed at the aurora;

In Morocco, always able to hear the Quran, permeating solemnity everywhere;

Went skiing in the snowy mountains;

Fishing and barbecue by the forest stream;

On the beach, lit campfires, set off fireworks;

...

A month seeming particularly short due to happiness.

"I begin to look forward to the cosmic journey after it's all over." Li Qianxia admires the photos and videos in the camera.

She's in them too.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, Turquoise Pool take turns as photographers.

Going out to play, who doesn't want someone to take pictures for them? The four thoughtfully care for each other, hence making the trip exceptionally wonderful.

"Traveling is interesting in the short term, not fun for tens of thousands of years." Li Changzhou sums up his experience, "We need a bit of excitement."

"Excitement? Like what?" Turquoise Pool asked.

"Like earning our own living expenses; only allowed to use flying devices, can't use mana; accepting tasks, hunting interstellar criminals, or helping a planet resist invasion; limit strength to Immortal or lower, exploring dangerous Star Domains, etcetera, etcetera."

"Not bad." Yang Qinglan said with a smile.

Turquoise Pool suddenly said to her: "Qinglan, you could write a book yourself, write about our travel notes."

Yang Qinglan pondered, seriously considering this proposal.