My Avatar Is Becoming The Ultimate Boss Chapter 824

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“Don’t go becoming a traitor now,” the little Shark said with a sigh, “I’ll complain to your leader later.”

“What does a shark know, really? Shut up,” the Hacker retorted coldly, “Every time I spy on your lives, you’re either eating or on your way to eat, like bottomless pits. How can you teach others to do things?”

The little Shark fluffed up in anger, “How dare you insult Shark Shark’s ideal life! What’s wrong with being a bottomless pit? Shark Shark wants to travel the world while tasting all the delicacies under the sun. Shark Shark has nothing to say to shallow people like you.”

With that, it hugged its fin with a snort and stuffed its head back into a pocket.

A moment later, it poked its head out again, suddenly raising its fin, manipulating a stream of black and blue water to dance in the air.

With a “splash,” the water transformed, forming a line of text in front of Ayase Origami.

The kimono-clad girl didn’t lift her eyes, her stunning eyes vacant and blank. The line of water-formed text swayed before her, finally settling onto the tabletop.

Only then did she see clearly what the crooked line said.

“Shark Shark invites you to dinner.”

With a whoosh, the line of words on the table morphed again into new text:

“Shark Shark never invites anyone to dinner, don’t be ungrateful.”

Once again, with a whoosh, the line changed:

“You don’t have to eat, but don’t be unhappy. Shark Shark doesn’t like to see unhappy people.”

The kimono-clad girl gazed at the gently swaying line of black-blue text on the table.

A while later, when she lifted her head again, the little Shark had already tucked its head back into its pocket. The restaurant was quiet, and outside at the harbor, seagulls and crows flew by together, dropping black and white feathers.

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Two days later, on August 28th, in the interior of an abandoned train station in Hai Fan City.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, beneath the faint blue sky, a dark red train stood still on the tracks.

The train stretched endlessly; at least half its cars were hidden in the shadows of a tunnel, making it hard to imagine its full grandeur.

At this moment, four figures were sitting inside the brightly lit car number 7, sitting in two rows, Lin Yilong and Gu Zhuo Case in one row, Su Wei and Gu Zhuo Case in the other.

“What’s the deal?” Lin Yilong asked, “Don’t waste my time, if we’re leaving, hurry up.”

“They said to wait here for a while.” Su Wei polished his lenses, “Lin Yilong, you’re good at everything except that you take after your master with impatience.”

“Father-in-law, I don’t think this is my issue.” Gu Zhuo Case crossed his arms, saying with some resignation.

Gu Qiye remained silent; he didn’t know how to act casual around Mu Long in the same space, opting to stay silent.

After a while, they suddenly heard footsteps resounding in the station and looked out the window, three distinctly characteristic figures appearing in view.

One wore a turquoise Republican long robe, holding a folded fan, with eyes akin to sharp swords; another was cloaked in a black coat, with a ghost mask obscuring their features except for the eyes, concealing any expression.

The leader wore a suit of black, with black mid-length hair tied in a long fiery red braid behind, face spirited with sharp, picturesque brows.

“They’ve arrived,” Su Wei said.

“Sorry, there are some family matters to handle,” Lin Xingshi said, eyes lowered as he glanced at his bandaged fist, then raised his head, “So I was late.”