My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 165 - 122: Sister Ding, Don’t Tarnish My Reputation Without Reason!

Chapter 165: Chapter 122: Sister Ding, Don’t Tarnish My Reputation Without Reason!

Lu Xun walked on the streets of Nocturnal City with his hands in his pockets.

He had just received a call from Ding Xuezhu, who was worried about his safety and reminded him to be cautious, not to wander around, and to return to the hotel early.

Her concern was understandable.

Because in many small foreign countries and tribes, things are not actually safe.

Within the Human Federation’s Self-looping City, firearms and military-grade prosthetic bodies are banned, and various enhancing potions are strictly controlled, making it easy for the authorities to manage public security, maintain order, and suppress uprisings.

Even Jinghai City’s two super families, the Xu and Li, these human leaders find it difficult to acquire Lord Level mechas. Even if they do, they only dare to use them secretly, not daring to flaunt them openly.

But outside, it’s a different story.

For the Other Race, they themselves are the strongest weapons. Mages and Beastmen of various life levels walk openly on the streets, and when conflicts arise, they rely on fists. A disagreement often leads to magic bombardment, large-scale fights, and the aftermath of battles frequently affects innocents.

The Other Race upholds the survival of the fittest, with chaotic public security.

The Naga Race’s power is very weak, with domestic turmoil and limited government power. There have always been various warlords, terrorists, pirates, and other non-governmental armed forces entrenched...

...the government army cannot suppress these supernatural foes at all.

In short, many small countries in the world are chaotic, and most humans in the Human Federation, even when traveling abroad, only dare to go to stable and safe major countries of the Other Race to sightsee and experience the foreign atmosphere.

Running around everywhere just makes one afraid of going there alive and not coming back alive!

In this Nocturnal City of the Naga Race, one can hardly see many humans.

Therefore, Lu Xun and his exploration team were equipped with many combat personnel for escort protection.

But Ding Xuezhu’s worries about Lu Xun were unnecessary.

As of now, even in his most "non-violent" human normal form, with his full power restrained, he possesses the formidable strength of Lord Tier Three. His body is impervious to knives and bullets, unaffected by water and fire, with lightning-fast speed and immense strength, able to lift a twenty-ton truck with one hand...

In normal form, he could tear Grandpa Xiao apart with his bare hands. Moreover, he requires almost no time to transform into his Ultimate Form.

A fierce tiger’s claws remain sharp even when not fighting, ready to spring forth at a moment’s notice.

The strongest "Lonely Hero" Marquis in this place can’t withstand even one punch from him.

There’s no one to challenge him in the entire Nocturnal City!

Would Lu Xun fear violence? It would be good if he didn’t resort to violence himself.

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Fifteen minutes later, he returned to the hotel.

Ding Xuezhu, upon hearing this, hurriedly found him in his room.

"Is something the matter, Sister Ding?" Lu Xun scratched his head and asked in confusion.

She didn’t speak. Instead, her dainty nose twitched as she sniffed, and only then did the serious expression on her face dissipate. She then reached out with relief and patted Lu Xun’s shoulder, complimenting:

"Not bad, not bad, you’re a good boy. You didn’t go out messing around with them..."

The Naga Race’s customs are so open, Nocturnal City is full of brothels.

Various beast-eared girls, succubi, and fairies stimulate humans’ curiosity, something that can be experienced with simply spending money.

The Human Federation prohibits such activities, and everyone can only feel secretly yearning, but once abroad, who can control those lustful desires?

Jinghai City’s small team had arrived at the Naga Race a day early.

Today was their free time; the contract period would start tomorrow, and the Treasure Pavilion couldn’t manage these employees.

Zhang Xinghai’s gang of scoundrels went straight there in a group!

One can imagine how desperate they were, having been restrained for so long in the Human Federation.

Ding Xuezhu thought Lu Xun also went out messing around. After all, as an 18-year-old, inexperienced, and vigorous male, it’s hard to resist the temptation of this colorful world.

But to her surprise.

She entered the room and sniffed around, yet found no trace of perfume or makeup, proving that Xiao Lu kept himself clean!

However, one thing puzzled her.

"Xiao Lu, why do you have such an odd smell of sweat all over your body? And it’s different types of sweat, dozens or even hundreds." She was slightly repulsed.

This lady has such a sharp nose?

Being able to distinguish hundreds of different sweat smells, her sense of smell must be as keen as a dog’s, right?

He figured she must have a scent-enhancing prosthetic body, so Lu Xun didn’t give it much thought.

"Oh, that." He explained, "I made some friends today, shook hands a lot, and many in the Other Race have a strong body odor. Don’t worry, they were all men. I’ll take a shower, and the smell will be gone immediately, leaving me fresh and dry."

Made friends with dozens or hundreds from the Other Race?

All... men?!

In an instant, Ding Xuezhu’s beautiful eyes widened, and she gasped.

The expression on her delicate face became serious again... even more serious than before!

"Xiao Lu, actually... going out to play with Zhang Xinghai’s crew, interacting with women more, isn’t a bad thing..."

"Hmm?" Lu Xun immediately became alert. "Are you misunderstanding something?"

"No, no, don’t worry, I won’t interfere with employees’ personal lives. In many respects, I’m an open-minded person. I believe in seeking common ground while reserving differences. I can understand. It’s just that you’re young, with limited experience, and some things haven’t set in stone yet. If there’s an opportunity to correct it... yes, it’s better to correct things."

She stammered, avoiding eye contact, too embarrassed to say it outright, but felt she had to caution him with tact.

"..."

"Well, well, you’re claiming you didn’t misunderstand? You’re suspecting that I like the same sex!"

Lu Xun glared in outrage:

"Sister Ding, don’t wrongfully accuse the innocent!"

"Uh... is it not what I thought?" She chuckled awkwardly.

"No." Lu Xun rolled his eyes. "It’s merely pure male friendship, your thoughts are far too problematic."

"..."

"Sorry, I misunderstood." She coughed to dissolve the awkwardness and changed the topic, "We’ll depart for the underwater ruins exploration tomorrow at noon, so you should rest well. I won’t disturb you anymore."

"Alright, good night."

Soon, Ding Xuezhu left.

Lu Xun took a relaxing bath and then went to sleep.

...

The next day.

The main team has finally assembled.

A nearly three-hundred-member exploration team, fully gathered, arrived at the hotel base camp.

As the team leader, Ding Xuezhu gathered everyone for a meeting to allocate tasks and explain various precautions.

"The submarine is ready. Once the logistics personnel have checked all the underwater operation equipment and combat gear and confirmed everything is fine, we’ll set off immediately." She stood on the high platform, her gaze sweeping over hundreds of team members, her words carrying a leader’s momentum.

"Did everyone understand?"

"Understood!"

The crowd responded with equal vigor.

After the meeting adjourned.

Lu Xun happened to be beside Zhang Xinghai.

The other person glanced at him with a face full of regret, shook his head, and sighed deeply:

"You missed it, oh, Brother Xiao Lu, you missed last night’s excitement. I only realized after experiencing it that the succubi’s reputation is well-deserved. The level of excitement is dozens of times the usual!

They’re really skilled.

A brother who went with us couldn’t hold on halfway and fainted blissfully, and we had to carry him back. It’s really a pity you didn’t go."

Lu Xun shrugged his shoulders and said seriously, "There’s nothing to regret; I also gained a lot yesterday."

More than forty Dutch, five strong new traits.

Breaking the dragon myth to create the strongest life.

Reaching Lord Peak, unmatched in the same realm.

Such a gain, how could it be compared to a mere moment of pleasure?

It still holds that Lu Xun achieved what he has today entirely by his own efforts.

While Zhang Xinghai and the others indulged and enjoyed, he was improving himself.

A true powerhouse never covets easily obtained things, but diligently advances, seizing every opportunity, bravely climbing the peaks to capture the splendor over the top!

Stability, sedimentation!

Zhang Xinghai spread his hands, unaware of the truth, thinking Lu Xun was merely being stubborn, so he changed the topic and started talking about something else:

"Have you heard? Our exploration team has a king-level expert escorting us?"

"Hmm?" Lu Xun was taken aback, then immediately interested, "King-level?"

He is now at the Lord Peak; previously, it was quantitative change, but king-level is a whole new life level. Once it breaks through, it transforms qualitatively.

Unlike the Technology Side.

The evolution of life forms is a leap.

The higher you go, the more terrifying the increase in combat power brought by breaking through a great realm.

The gap between lord creatures and king-level creatures is too large.

Even if Lu Xun can fight off thirty Lord Peakers, that’s all he can do; without crossing this chasm of life, he cannot transform qualitatively.

Shi Yanxin’s "Immortal Slaying: Seven Techniques," he might now have the ability to contend with it.

But king-level, he absolutely cannot defeat.

Being able to resist, to protect himself, to escape, and to "defeat it" are two different concepts.

The Treasure Pavilion is really rich.

They actually spent money to hire a king-level powerhouse to oversee, ensuring the smoothness of the exploration of the ruins.

Their salary is estimated not to be much lower than Lu Xun’s "Magic Text Lord."

Additionally, there are ten "Jiao Dragon" battle mechas, stronger than fourth-generation machines but weaker than fifth-generation ones, equivalent to fourth-generation and a half, with combat power of Lord Tier 8~9.

One king-level, ten lords, plus elites like Zhang Xinghai.

Truly a strong and powerful force!

This lineup is too magnificent, like they’re going abroad to battle.

...

Soon, the exploration team set off.

Hundreds of people boarded buses, heading to the port.

An oval-shaped submarine was stationed on the water.

Lu Xun followed the team, orderly boarding the submarine.

The team members sat in their seats, fastening their seat belts.

During this, he saw the king-level powerhouse Zhang Xinghai mentioned.

It was an other race individual with a sheep’s head and human body, wearing a big red vintage robe.

Its attire resembled that of a mysterious tribal priest, adorned with various strange ornaments and trinkets, numbering in the hundreds, made of metal, stone, wood, ivory... in short, very peculiar.

Tall and thin, the sheep’s face expressionless, its two sheep horns shown with strange curves.

This sheep-headed individual didn’t seem like a mage, but it was unlikely to be a physical enhancement type either.

"This is Mr. Kulus, an S-level powerhouse recruited by the company from the Adventurer Association." Ding Xuezhu introduced the executive to the exploration team with great solemnity, showing much respect to the sheep-headed person, humbly saying, "Mr. Kulus is a king-level puppet master, and he is our team’s highest security guarantee. I hope everyone is aware."

Everyone nodded, showing respect to the sheep-headed executive.

However, Lu Xun’s focus was elsewhere.

Puppet Master?

This was the first time he heard of an other race reaching the king level through such a unique path.

Magic Energy Puppet? Or Demonic Puppet?

This path seemed to be a blend of magic essence, alchemy, and mechanical techniques, considered a niche branch among mages.

How rare!

Even rarer than necromancers.

The ten thousand races standing in the Great Thousand Realms truly encompass all wonders. Lu Xun sighed inwardly.

Boom!

Meanwhile, the space shuddered.

The submarine’s engines roared, slowly submerging, its turbines roaring like a giant beast, departing from this island city, heading into the boundless deep sea.