Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

On a starry night, the streets are bustling with people.

"Emperor Zhao, even if you are a genius, you still have to compensate for the cost of repairing the restaurant."

Shrek and his group of dozens of people walked vigorously down the street. People passing by thought they were asking for something, so they all backed away.

"I know, I know." Emperor Zhao waved his hand impatiently, this Flanders, it's true, a genius like me still asks me for money.

No, I will never participate in those competitions in the future unless I get half of the money!

After saying that, he looked at Meng Yiran on the left who was limping while holding his arm, and glared at her.

"Really, why are you fighting! The compensation is small, and now you have to go out to eat. Wouldn't it be nice to have this time to sleep?"

Meng Yiran lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "Yes, I understand, I won't dare to do it next time."

Then he turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing on the right. He was limping just like Meng Yiran.

"And you, Zhuqing, why can't you say a few more words to explain that? What's going on now, how much delicious food can this big money buy? Don't you enjoy it?"

Zhu Zhuqing also lowered his head deeply at this time. When he heard Emperor Zhao say this, his hand unconsciously grasped his arm a little tighter, and he nodded guiltily.

"Oh, what's the matter, Mistress, I'll leave the money to you." Emperor Zhao sighed, he had no money, so he could only ask Tang San to reimburse him.

Tang San glanced at Emperor Zhao resentfully, said nothing but nodded, his heart filled with small grievances.

You beat me before, and now you want me to pay for it. How can you bully me...

Thinking about it, he glanced at Xiao Wu. Among the four girls, only Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were intact. Ning Rongrong didn't cause any trouble, and Xiao Wu was just lucky. Emperor Zhao still had time to fight.

Then Tang San discussed the price of compensation with Flanders. This time he had to discuss it carefully, otherwise he would lose half of the money!

The atmosphere was quite lively. Emperor Zhao looked at everyone with a smile on his lips.

The previous fight against Tang San and Xiao Wu was just to wash away their sadness, otherwise they might fall into coma due to excessive surprise in their current state.

He could see that Tang San was worried about him, so he used this method to buffer their mood, but what surprised him was that Meng Yiran actually started fighting with Zhu Zhuqing!

This was something he didn't expect, but looking at everyone's mood, it was obvious that the effect was good.

Dai Mubai and the others had already gone to bed, and logically it was impossible to get up today, but since the canteen was destroyed and they had to go out to eat, he happened to come back, and finally decided to come out to get together.

After briefly treating everyone with white balls, although there was no reply, it was still no problem to go out for a meal.

While everyone was talking and laughing, most of the team had dissipated. Others were either looking for a place to eat on their own or forming a group to find a place.

When Flanders stopped at a luxurious restaurant, only the Shrek Seven Devils, Master and Zhao Dimeng were left around.

"Dean, please agree in advance, we don't have any money."

Dai Mubai looked at the splendid hotel in front of him and waved his hands.

This hotel looked high-end, and now that Emperor Zhao was here, he couldn't bear to eat after this meal.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar also hurriedly echoed:

"Correct!"

"Could it be that our great dean wants to treat us?"

Oscar said and looked at Flanders expectantly.

"Go, go, go!" Flanders waved his hands hurriedly. How could he invite him to dinner for no reason? He suddenly came to the master and hugged his shoulders, and said with a sly smile:

"This time, Master invites you to dinner!"

"Tch~" The three of them looked at Flanders with disdain. He had no money to treat him to a meal but still stood in the front and pretended to be garlic.

Everyone entered the hotel with a lot of fun.

The master opened a medium-sized private room with a large round table that could accommodate ten people.

Emperor Zhao unceremoniously found a place to sit down, and Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran sat down on the left and right.

Then everyone sat down one by one.

Ning Rongrong was next to Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu was next to Meng Yiran, and next to him was Tang San.

Tang San is surrounded by masters, and so on, Flanders, Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

It is worth mentioning that Ma Hongjun asked a waiter to move his chair himself.

There was no way, who made him react slowly and not grab a seat?

After everyone sat down, the master looked at Emperor Zhao and asked slowly:

"Emperor Zhao, can you recover from the internal injuries suffered by Zhao Wuji?"

Before coming out, Emperor Zhao went to see Zhao Wuji. Although he was no longer in danger and had woken up, he was still unable to move.

The master's voice attracted everyone's attention, and the room instantly became quiet, all looking at Emperor Zhao.

Zhao Wuji was injured because of them, so they were also worried.

As for Meng Yiran, he didn't know who Zhao Wuji was, but after the incident in the restaurant, she learned not to say anything until she found out.

otherwise...

Emperor Zhao pondered for a moment and said: "Recovery is possible, but judging from my current strength, it may take some time."

"How long will it take?" Flanders shouted excitedly. This was his college teacher and his friend.

"I'm not sure yet."

The master frowned.

"How come you're not sure?"

Emperor Zhao shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands, and said helplessly: "The level will break through level 47 in the next few days, there is nothing we can do."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Snapped!

"Holy shit!" Flanders slapped the table hard in excitement, his body jumped up, and his small eyes were wide and round at this moment.

"I rely on!"

"I rely on!"

...

In just a few seconds, except for Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing, everyone else in the room completely ignored their image.

Block!

At this time, the hotel waiter knocked on the door several times and came in with food.

There were about a dozen waiters, each holding a plate of food.

Soon the dishes were served and the waiters left one after another.

The door was closed with a click.

Until this moment, everyone was still looking at Emperor Zhao with strange expressions.

"What are you looking at, eat!"

After Emperor Zhao finished speaking, he ignored them and picked up the small bowl in front of him to serve the food.

Everyone looked at each other helplessly. Emperor Zhao was fine with everything, but he didn't care about anything when we were eating together. The master originally had some things he wanted to ask, but it was impossible now.

He sighed and said, "Hurry up and eat. You have been very tired these past few days. Go back and rest early after eating."

At the dinner table, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating. Although Zhu Zhuqing was injured, he stood up very considerately and put the vegetables into his own bowl, and finally put them one by one into Emperor Zhao's bowl. .

Meng Yiran was not embarrassed, but he saw what Zhu Zhuqing was doing after just a few bites.

He was stunned for a moment, and before he knew it, the chopsticks in his hand broke with a "click".