Just as she was about to defect, Bibi Dong obtained a simulator.

Chapter 60 This wine has no alcohol content.

"Xia Yu, when are you leaving Wuhun City?"

"You can leave whenever you want."

Xia Yu casually stuffed the papal decree into his pocket, thinking he might need it later.

"I'm asking about the specific time."

Xie Yue's face was serious, and there was no longer any hint of joking from before.

"Tonight or tomorrow? I don't have anything else to do in Wuhun City."

Xia Yu answered casually that what he had said to Bibi Dong earlier had still touched him.

The story is still a few years away from starting, but he hasn't even reached the threshold of possessing power comparable to that of a god.

He has been too lazy over the years. His progress in strength is barely enough to protect a small number of people, but he has now promised someone to protect Wuhun City.

This is completely different. Protecting some people is easy; you can sneak them away or do whatever you want. But protecting a city is different, since a city can't grow legs and its population is too large.

That's why he wanted to leave in such a hurry.

"So anxious?"

Xie Yue was somewhat surprised. He quickly followed Xia Yu, who was opening the doors one by one to look at the other children.

"Yes, so rushed, His Holiness the Pope really knows how to torment people."

After Xia Yu finished speaking, he saw Xie Yue's face show a look of deep agreement.

'Xie Yue, does Bibi Dong know about this?'

He held back his words, because he saw that several children inside had already gotten up after hearing him push the door open.

"Get dressed and head straight to the activity room. Aunt Liu will be waiting for you there."

"it is good!"

The children spoke in unison, their voices full of childlike innocence. Xia Yu instantly understood that they were not yet old enough to awaken their martial spirits.

Awakening one's martial spirit and seeing one's own martial spirit and talent allows one to easily perceive the gap between oneself and others, which has a great influence on the character development of children in Douluo Continent.

He had seen sunny and cheerful people become constantly complaining and blaming others after they awakened to the power of a radish.

I've also seen gloomy children who, after awakening a good martial spirit, become arrogant and complacent, looking down on others.

"Bye-bye, Brother Xia Yu."

"Bye-Bye."

Xia Yu waved to the polite little guy with a smile, and only spoke to Xie Yue, who was still empathizing, after their figures disappeared.

"Does His Holiness the Pope know about this?"

Xie Yue rolled her eyes and said, "You know how I've been raised since I was a child. One assessment after another, one assessment after another."

"I am very grateful for what the Spirit Hall has given me, but what I have experienced has indeed been quite torturous."

"Oh dear, Your Majesty Ghost Douluo, when did you arrive?"

Xie Yue froze upon hearing Xia Yu's words. He slowly turned his head and realized that the ghost Xia Yu had mentioned was not there. Only then did his pounding heart calm down.

"you!"

Before Xie Yue could even muster any anger, it was shattered by Xia Yu's next words.

"That's all because you're talented and capable. Most people would never have the opportunity to have what you have in their entire lives."

Xia Yu was speechless. He felt that Xie Yue wasn't complaining about the suffering he had endured, but rather showing off how powerful he was.

"Wow, you can actually say nice things."

Xie Yue's nose was practically pointing to the sky. The feeling of being praised by her friend was something that a stranger could never compare to.

"Don't mess with me."

After Xia Yu finished his inspection, the two of them tacitly headed towards the roof of the orphanage.

There is a small pavilion on the roof, which Xia Yu built when he was fifteen years old, under the command of his younger brother, a chubby boy with a tree martial spirit.

Now he has gone to the Star Luo Empire to develop, and I heard that he is doing quite well. This can be considered as a diversification of the use of martial soul.

Before Xia Yu left the orphanage, he often spent an entire day there, because the fragrance of the wood was so comforting. He felt it would be hard for anyone to refuse living in a house built of wood.

Lying comfortably in his usual spot after a long absence, Xia Yu looked at the rain curtain that had already been drawn and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xie Yue also found a place to sit down, and somehow a bottle of wine and two glasses appeared in his hands.

"You still want to drink? Aren't you afraid Aunt Liu will scold you?"

Xia Yu asked, watching Xie Yue's hands never stop for a moment, filling two cups and then pushing one of them to herself.

"Then you can drink with me too, and then Aunt Liu won't scold me."

Xie Yue felt he was too clever for dragging someone down with him; if anyone criticized him, they would both be scolded.

"I'm not drinking, I'm leaving later."

Xia Yu resolutely refused. He had no interest in alcohol, not to mention that he was prone to getting drunk and acting crazy.

Ever since he first tasted alcohol in this world, he knew he was destined to never have it in this lifetime.

According to Aunt Liu, he was speaking in a language that was incomprehensible, and then he climbed up the tree in the yard with an arrogant and unrecognizable gait.

Finally, unable to get him down, Aunt Liu watched him under the tree all night, fearing he would fall headfirst and die on the spot.

"Everyone has soul power, so you only need to taste it. Once you swallow it, just use your soul power to eliminate it."

Xie Yue urged him to drink, and even revealed a little trick he often used for Soul Masters to attend parties.

Hearing this, Xia Yu was also eager to try it. After Xie Yue offered a few words of advice, he picked up his cup and took a few sips.

But he didn't feel the dizzy feeling he had when he was a child. He thought it was because his body had grown up and his alcohol tolerance had probably increased, so he started drinking heavily.

"This wine tastes so sweet, it's like a soft drink!"

Seeing that his cup was empty, Xie Yue immediately refilled it.

"Homemade wine has very little alcohol content."

Hearing this, Xia Yu chuckled and said, "You can brew wine? This is the first time I've heard you say that."

"That's not true. You don't usually drink, so why would I tell you this?"

Xie Yue picked up the cup, took a sip, and then the two clinked their cups together.

"The cooking is pretty good, it tastes so sweet."

Xia Yu's face was already turning red, but he was completely unaware that something was wrong with him.

"If you like, I'll give you a few gourds later."

Xie Yue refilled his wine cup, then took out two large gourds from his soul tool, shook them, and heard the sound of wine clattering inside.

"Okay, Xie Yue, you drink too."

Xia Yu looked at the two gourds and smiled quite happily.

Xie Yue nodded, but only took a sip. If Xia Yu looked closely, he would have noticed that a large patch of Xie Yue's black shirt was already wet.

He showed the empty cup to Xia Yu, who, not to be outdone, gulped down the rest of the cup.

He then stood up, and Xie Yue opened the rain curtain a little, letting in a cool breeze.

Xia Yu felt the refreshing breeze and then collapsed.

"That's too useless, Xia Yu."

Having finally won once, Xie Yue laughed heartily as he helped the dazed Xia Yu up from the ground, settling him into a comfortable position, and then suddenly said...

"Xia Yu."

"Ok?"

"Xia Yu!"

"What are you doing?"

"Have you really been assigned something important by His Holiness the Pope?"

(End of this chapter)