Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 380 - 252: Emergence of the Nine Provinces Tripod, Emperor Dao Orthodoxy? (4 in 1)

Chapter 380: Chapter 252: Emergence of the Nine Provinces Tripod, Emperor Dao Orthodoxy? (4 in 1)

At the same time, he subconsciously felt that for a Superpower User, getting food was a very simple matter.

But after the Maoshan incident, he changed his mind.

Superpower Users are also human. Although they are powerful, they can’t live without eating and drinking, nor can they conjure food out of thin air.

They also get hungry.

Moreover, as Superpower Users, their appetite is relatively large.

"There’s nothing really lacking. I’m not picky about the environment and there was a lot of food here before. I can’t finish it all by myself."

said the Charming Man casually.

However, the way he looked at Wang Hao was much softer.

Although he was a pervert, a Seductive Slut, he was also human.

Wang Hao cared about him, and he was very happy about it.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he chuckled and said:

"If you really want to know what’s missing, I am actually short of something."

"Oh? Tell me."

"Cosmetics! That’s the bad thing about the military district. Although there are women, makeup is not allowed, and there are no cosmetics here at all.

There are some skincare products, but they are not suitable for my skin."

The Charming Man complained for a while.

It seemed that he felt his allure had decreased because of it.

"... Send two puppets to my place tomorrow, and I’ll get some for you, and bring you some food and drink as well."

Although Wang Hao’s mind was full of black lines, he still agreed.

There were lots of cosmetics in the villa area before.

Which of those wealthy ladies didn’t have a lot?

When supplies were gathered later, some were brought over.

So, there are many cosmetics in the villa area, even high-end ones.

"Hehe, that would be wonderful."

The Charming Man chuckled, indicating he was very happy.

It seemed that he was overly obsessed with his looks.

If it were a civilized society and he had money, he might even have undergone gender reassignment surgery.

Time passed by, second by second.

Wang Hao chatted idly with the Charming Man.

He shared some information with him.

His information was relatively closed off here, and he couldn’t go far because he had to guard the Spirit Fruit, so he didn’t know many things.

He was still very surprised that the technology outside had developed to such an extent.

The Human Race didn’t seem to be as fragile as imagined.

And also the Demon Race!

He wanted to taste them.

As night fell,

The Charming Man sniffed.

It seemed like he was smelling something.

"Mmm! The fruit is about to fully ripen, Master, please wait here, I will go pick it for you."

The Charming Man dug a hole and went down.

Wang Hao took an apple out of his pocket, leaned against the wall, took a bite, and said lightly:

"You might as well come out now. Killing me first before dealing with the other seems more cost-effective."

"Oh? You actually noticed."

A voice slowly rang out.

Next moment, six men in black, with masked faces, sprang out, surrounding Wang Hao in a fan shape.

Each of them held a standard short blade, poised to attack.

"Hmm?"

Wang Hao furrowed his brow.

These people seemed like the ones who were described as having slaughtered Maoshan!

"Who are you people? Was it you who slaughtered Wang Family Village?"

Wang Hao asked plainly, looking at them.

"Wang Family Village?"

The leader furrowed his brows slightly, then seemed to remember:

"You mean that small village with a fragment of a Spirit Vein? That’s right! We massacred it. Although Spiritual Qi has revived, the Spirit Vein is still quite valuable.

It needs to be extracted."

"If you’re extracting, just do it. Why slaughter the village?"

Wang Hao found it incomprehensible.

At the same time, from what these people said, it seemed they hadn’t encountered Niu Er.

Otherwise, they would have mentioned the Spirit Vein occupied by Niu Er.

Even if Niu Er was injured, he was still part of the Demon Race, not just any ordinary person. No matter how strong these men in black were, they couldn’t be so strong as to ignore him.

"Extracting the Spirit Vein requires sacrifice."

The masked man in black said coldly.

"I don’t seem to have ever provoked you, so why ambush me?"

"We are not targeting you, but the Spirit Fruit."

The masked man in black looked Wang Hao up and down and sneered:

"And you seem to be very hostile to us? Are you a survivor from Maoshan? Lucky enough to escape death, why don’t you lie low? Why look for trouble?

We are not something you can provoke."

Goodness!

Indeed!

They were the ones who slaughtered Maoshan together.

"What kind of force are you? Human Race? Or Demon Race? What do you want to do?"

Wang Hao continued to ask.

"You ask too many questions."

The masked man in black showed some impatience.

"You’re so fierce, I’m about to die, can’t you let me know so I can die knowing?"

Wang Hao said bitterly, looking at everyone:

"Besides, he’s down there picking fruits, it will take some time, we have nothing to do, let’s chat! You’re so impressive, don’t you want to show this bumpkin a little of your world?"

"Haha! You certainly know how to talk."

The masked man in black laughed, with a hint of pride in his voice:

"Our organization is not something you can imagine. For countless years, we have maintained the balance of Earth. It is because of us that countries can coexist peacefully.

It is because of us that even the lowliest Black Race can receive relatively fair treatment. We are the Equality Association."

"Equality Association?"

Wang Hao furrowed his brow.

He thought they would say they were the Freemasons.

What the hell is this Equality Association?

Do they really have such power?

From their two strikes, it seems their strength is indeed not weak.