Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 275 - 215: Niu Er

In the parking lot, everyone saw that Sun Yaoyao actually came back with Wang Hao, and she acted like a little bird nestled against him.

They all felt somewhat surprised.

"Sister Yaoyao!"

Xiaoyueyue sweetly called out to her.

"How about it? You didn’t get hurt, did you?"

Sun Yaoyao checked Xiaoyueyue’s body and asked with slight concern.

"I’m fine, I’m just a bit tired because I didn’t sleep well."

Xiaoyueyue pouted and said.

"I didn’t sleep well either, I was busy all night, and drank quite a bit. Let’s go, take a shower in the car, and I’ll let you take a nap."

Sun Yaoyao picked up Xiaoyueyue and walked towards the car.

Wang Deming and the other old folks weren’t fools. Seeing this scene, they all understood.

Good grief!

So these two were acting together to fool them?

These city dwellers have such deep tricks.

"Wang Hao, what the hell did you do to Qing’Er?"

Wang Xiaobing, who only had his head showing, shouted loudly.

"Relax, I didn’t do anything to her, she’s fine right now."

Wang Hao looked at Wang Xiaobing with some sympathy.

This fool is probably Zhou Qing’s lapdog!

However, in Zhou Qing’s heart, he doesn’t even matter as much as Sun Yaoyao.

"Didn’t do anything to her?"

Wang Xiaobing was slightly stunned, expressing some disbelief.

"I have no need to lie to you, she has someone backing her up, and I think you can guess who it is; that person is protecting her."

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders.

To be honest, he actually quite liked Wang Xiaobing.

Straightforward, mindless, quite simple.

Aside from being a bit of a fool, he’s pretty good.

"Chief Wang, you see..."

Wang Deming came over, hesitating to speak.

"Rest assured, I have no interest in your village. You guys really haven’t been hostile to me, so I won’t do anything to you."

Wang Hao reassured him.

Overall, Wang Deming and the others were alright, warmly entertaining them.

Although they had their own little thoughts, it was harmless.

Hearing this, Wang Deming’s expression finally improved.

He was scared to death.

Their guardian deity in the village was easily defeated by Wang Hao.

They no longer had their biggest safeguard.

Wang Hao didn’t even need to act personally; he could just have his guards use their assault rifles, and they could take them out in an instant.

These are not the old days, and the people of Wang Family Village are not those poor, remote mountain villagers.

They still have some brains.

"How is Bai Muran doing now?"

Wang Hao looked at the guard beside Wang Xiaobing.

"He’s still drinking water and inducing vomiting! But the situation is stable for now, nothing serious."

"Hmm, have everyone stay alert, let me know over the radio if anything comes up. I’m going to wrap things up."

Wang Hao patted the guard’s shoulder and left the parking lot, heading for the little bridge.

The Cow Monster from the Demon Realm probably had some good stuff on him.

The scroll Zhou Qing had, and the dagger Wang Xiaobing used, were most likely from him.

Wang Hao is really interested in items of the cultivators.

He’s curious if there’s anything like Sword Formulas or Divine Techniques.

Additionally!

The Cow Monster occupying the deep pool and not allowing anyone near suggests there might be treasures inside.

Otherwise, Zhou Qing, being a staunch local keeper, wouldn’t create such panic.

On the little bridge, a figure stood quietly.

He was eight feet tall, broad-shouldered, powerful, with a bronze-like face, eyes like copper bells, with horns on his head, somewhat resembling the Bull Demon King from movies.

"Didn’t expect that even after such a dark era, there are still pure cultivators in the Human Realm."

As Wang Hao approached, before he could speak, the Cow Monster spoke first, sizing up Wang Hao and nodding quietly:

"You’ve also been blessed with the fortune of the Emperor Dao, your life is destined to be extraordinary."

"You came from the Demon Realm? Are there any of my Human Race over there?"

Wang Hao asked, looking at the Cow Monster, voicing the doubts in his heart.

In ancient times, many cultivators invaded the Demon Realm. Wang Hao thought some should have survived, right?

Although he didn’t know how big the Demon Realm was, it surely couldn’t be smaller than Hua Country, or else there wouldn’t be enough room for all those Ghouls.

He believed that some cultivators could survive and reproduce their offspring in the cracks.

"Oh?"

The Cow Monster looked at Wang Hao with some surprise, nodding quietly:

"As expected of someone blessed with the fortune of the Emperor Dao, you’re right. There is a Human Race force in the Demon Realm, but you shouldn’t expect them to come to your rescue.

They’re struggling to protect themselves, hiding east and west, some even being assimilated by the Demon Race."

"Apart from Ghouls, the Demon Realm has higher-tier monsters, right? Like you, higher intelligent species of the Demon Race, will continue to come over?"

"You don’t need to worry about that. The ancient barrier hasn’t completely shattered. Higher-tier Demon Race members need to pay a huge price to come over and endure significant risks.

I suffered serious injuries because of an accident."

The Cow Monster looked entirely helpless, expressing his misfortune.

"You’re here for the opportunity at Purple Gold Mountain, aren’t you?"

Wang Hao looked at him intently.

"Sort of!"

The Cow Monster let out a long sigh, saying with some frustration:

"I underestimated the tolerance of the barrier. For someone with my level of power, it’s still too difficult to come over."

"On Purple Gold Mountain, I came across three people who should be from your Demon Realm, one playing a flute, one wielding a knife, and one was a Ghost-faced Man, do you know them?"

"Of course not! They should be subordinates of some powerhouses. Those who came with my level of power were mostly wiped out by the barrier.