Mini World Game Console-Chapter 838 - 839: Ren Zuo Doesn’t Want to Deal with You and Throws Two Marriage Application Forms at You

Hours later, under Ren Suo's anxious gaze, Dong Chengling extended her finger and gently touched the chaotic experimental field.

It was like a jumbled 3D puzzle returning to its original form; amidst the aqua-silver flow of light, the scattered space restored itself to its rightful position, revealing a spacious, clean, spotless laboratory filled with numerous machines before everyone.

The staff in protective suits immediately entered the experimental field, ensured the space was safe, quickly escorted the terrified researchers out, and then sealed off the site for observation.

The rescued researchers had no apparent physical injuries and were clear-headed. Upon reaching the safe zone, many burst into tears of joy, and several female scholars immediately crowded around, "Cheng Ling, was it you who saved us?"

"An hour after being trapped inside, that person hadn't made a move; we thought we were goners, WOO WOO WOO, we never expected it to be you, Cheng Ling, who came to save us!"

"Cheng Ling, you are the best!"

Ren Suo watched as his wife was hugged by several female scholars who chatted excitedly, leaving him bewildered as he turned to You Jiu and Chen Liao beside him.

Chen Liao shrugged and said, "Those are the professors responsible for the research of Spiritual Qi Space, usually working alongside Researcher Dong to advance Space Spell research. Perhaps because female thinking aligns more with the characteristics of space, besides Ren Zuo, all individuals proficient in Space Spells are women."

At this moment, the female scholars surrounding Dong Chengling suddenly looked toward Ren Suo.

"HEY HEY HEY, is that the Ren Suo you mentioned?"

"It is. The first time Cheng Ling came to the base, she arrived hand in hand with him on the plane, and they even conducted the first Space Gate experiment together!"

Before Ren Suo could react, those young female scholars crowded around Dong Chengling, their eyes filled with eager curiosity.

Why has the spotlight suddenly turned on me?

Dong Chengling introduced them, "These are the professors in the same space research team as me. I provide remote technical support; they handle the specific experiments—Wan Qiu, Yue Yan, and Zhi Jing."

"So, who are you to Cheng Ling?" a pretty female scholar, who had been quiet and looked rather serious, asked earnestly.

Ren Suo glanced at Dong Chengling and, seeing she didn't speak, took the initiative to pull her close, holding her hand and said, "I am Cheng Ling's boyfriend!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

They exclaimed in surprise and looked Ren Suo up and down, shaking their heads, "You don't really look like it."

Ren Suo asked, "What doesn't look like it? Don't I look like Cheng Ling's boyfriend?"

They nodded. "According to the information we managed to coax out of her, Cheng Ling's boyfriend possesses many wonderful qualities."

"Diligent."

"Kind."

"Cute."

"Considerate."

"Gentle."

"Good man."

Ren Suo couldn't help but look at Dong Chengling, who calmly held his hand tightly, her eyes as clear as a lake, and said, "I did say that; aren't you like that?"

Although Ren Suo was touched that Dong Chengling spoke so highly of him in front of others, could he perhaps remove that 'cute' from the assessment?

However, Ren Suo then retorted, "Aren't I just that? Where do you see that I don't fit these wonderful qualities? I am a good man, a good man that is Ren Suo!"

Then the female scholars all pointed at You Jiu.

"We saw you being very close with You Jiu in there."

"Evidence: You Jiu is not a good man."

"Process: You and You Jiu are friends."

"Conclusion: You are not a good person either."

You Jiu snorted coldly, his hands in his pockets, baring his teeth and saying, "I don't waste my anger on ugly women, a bunch of fools."

The female scholars weren't afraid of You Jiu at all and laughed, "But we know Space Spells, and you don't, do you? You legendary chauvinist pig, having studied for so long and still not mastering Space Spells that even we fools have learned, are you angry?"

You Jiu's face darkened, and he said displeasedly, "If I really wanted to, I could learn it in minutes. I just don't think it's necessary!"

"Isn't that what you said when you failed to get into Sky Capital University: 'As long as I try, I can get in in no time'?" the female scholar smirked.

"A bunch of old maids with bad tempers and foul mouths, no wonder nobody wants you."

"Nobody wants us, but we certainly don't fancy a legendary chauvinist pig like you."

They argued for a bit, but one mouth couldn't compete against three, and You Jiu was rendered speechless, his eyes reddening with anger. His face became increasingly grim, the air filled with a thickening unseen killing intent, as the pressure of a Fifth-turn Cultivator began to spread!

Dong Chengling and Ren Suo instantly became alert, ready to intervene, fearing You Jiu might lash out at any moment. The stronger they were, the more terrifying You Jiu felt—facing him now, Ren Suo felt like he reverted to the Third-turn Cultivator who was suppressed by fourth-turn Dong Chengling.

If the power differences among the Third Rank of Lower Tier cultivators are not significant, and transcending turns in battle is common, then within the Third Rank of Middle Tier, the gap between each turn is as substantial as the qualitative change from the third to the fourth turn.

The transformation from the third to the fourth turn is essentially the huge expansion of Cyclone Spirit within a cultivator, refining their True Form and ushering in a transformative stage of life. In this journey of ascension, every quantitative leap in Cyclone Spirit signifies a further metamorphosis of the cultivator's True Form!

If a Fourth-Stage Cultivator's spiritual power is like a small knife, then a Fifth-turn Cultivator's spiritual power is quite comparable to wielding a dragon-slaying saber. Though both are blades, one tap from the latter—sends whoever it touches to their doom!

The aura as deep as an abyss, the killing intent as pervasive as a prison!

Merely the killing intent of a Fifth-turn Cultivator made Ren Suo's scalp tingle, his entire body's cells screaming for escape, his violently thumping heart incessantly supplying energy for survival!

However, having witnessed the strength of a Fifth-turn Cultivator for the first time, a different thought emerged in Ren Suo's mind.

If a Fifth Tier is this formidable, then what about a Sixth Transformation? And a Seventh Stage? According to the levels outlined in 'Cataclysm of Tomorrow,' there's another major qualitative change from the Sixth Transformation to the Seventh Stage.

The gap in the Third Rank of Middle Tier is already so substantial, then what about the scenery from the Seventh Stage to the Eighth Revolution, from the Eighth Revolution to Nine Revolutions...?

In that moment, a boundless passion ignited within Ren Suo!

Having seen such beautiful sights, naturally, there arose a longing!

Absolute power!

Might returns to one!

Just you wait!

I, Ren Suo, will soon, very soon— ...be able to play as a Nine-Turn Cultivator in the game!

However, facing a You Jiu who could erupt at any moment, apart from Ren Suo and Dong Chengling, everyone else seemed nonchalant and fearless.

Those three female scholars, whose cultivation didn't even reach the fourth turn, were even continuously criticizing You Jiu's foul mouth and shamelessness, leaving them terrified.

What eased their minds a bit was that Chen Liao, standing beside You Jiu, had already drawn his twin swords, protected by spells, fully vigilant, as there still seemed to be someone here who understood the situation—

BOOM!

Endless sword lights, the invincible Sword Enclosure reappeared!

"Chen Liao! Your Sword Enclosure has weakened!" shouted You Jiu, holding the Thunder Law. "You, as the Measuring Ruler of the Great Wall, have slacked off! Right now, I'll help Ren Zuo discipline you, Nine Heavens Dark Temple—"

"Wait, this is a research institute!" Chen Liao quickly backed away.

"Transform into Divine Thunder—" You Jiu remained stationary, his body suspended, radiating blue thunder light.

"I've already used up my quota for transcendent weapons this month! If we fight anymore, without these two swords I just..." Chen Liao tried to argue his way out in a last-ditch effort.

"Majestic Heavenly Might—"

"Damn it! 'Sorrow of Objects'!"

Chen Liao's twin swords formed a cross, and his blades suddenly ignited with a ghostly white glow while his body started to blur and fade.

"With the sword as a guide!"

"Dance of Death!"

You Jiu's fingertips shot out a small blue sword that grew larger in midair, turning into a torrent of thunder as thick as a waterfall that suddenly appeared in the corridor. It blasted towards Chen Liao like an electron cannon!

With a furious roar, Chen Liao unleashed a Blade Storm and forcefully split the thunder in two!

"They're going to fight for a long time, let's move further away," suggested the female scholars nonchalantly as they led Ren Suo and Dong Chengling to safety.

As they walked, they said to Ren Suo, "You see? Being friends with someone like You Jiu is definitely a stain on your life. Lessen your interactions with him, and be careful, or if you pick up even a hint of his bad habits, Cheng Ling might dump you."

Ren Suo, curious, gazed at the ferocious battle scene behind him and asked, "What is this...?"

The female scholar shrugged and said, "You Jiu has those chauvinist pig tendencies, a true male chauvinist. He says he will never hit a woman in his life, but he has many flaws about him that often leave us fuming. However, unable to vent his frustration, he turns around and takes it out on his subordinates to escape reality."

"That Chen Liao is a decent man; who knows what sins he committed in his past life."

"However, enduring under You Jiu for so long, his future achievements probably won't be lower than You Jiu's, which is a mixed blessing."

Ren Suo thought to himself, they guessed right. Someday Chen Liao and You Jiu will both be Eight-Turn Cultivators, but the effect of Chen Liao's Unity Magic 'Dance of Death'... might really be from getting beaten up.

After chatting for a while, Dong Chengling asked, "What exactly went wrong with the experiment? What caused the spatial quake?"

The scholars looked at each other with slight embarrassment and said, "This experiment is classified..."

Dong Chengling immediately understood and said, "I've overstepped."

However, at that moment, a voice resonated in their minds: "You may speak."

The female scholars were startled and asked, "You've met Ren Zuo?"

"We have." Ren Suo showed the Ring on his hand, and Dong Chengling also presented the Black Stone Ring from her pocket.

"Then let's sit down and talk about it," one of them suggested.

After dismissing other staff members, they found an empty lab and sat down. The most serious female scholar said, "Actually, we're not entirely sure what happened."

"Under the enhancement of the Spiritual Energy Amplifier, the three of us jointly launched Spatial Detection Magic. Unlike you, Cheng Ling, our power is too weak to perform global-level detection spells on our own, so Ren Zuo specifically divided the detection spell into three parts for us: I handle the longitude, Zhi Jing handles the latitude, and Yue Yan handles the altitude..."

The long-haired female scholar sighed, "Fortunately, it was us handling the experiment. If Ren Zuo had conducted the detection himself and triggered the Supreme Supreme's mechanism, who knows what could have happened..."

Ren Suo and Dong Chengling were both very surprised, "The mechanism of the Supreme Supreme?"

The serious scholar nodded and said, "Yes, it was the mechanism of the Supreme Supreme. Our experimental detection's target was a base established in 1999 by the Supreme Supreme for the Cultivators Legion. When we tried to detect if there was a hidden Spiritual Qi Space at those specific coordinates, we suddenly heard a voice."

"That voice said, 'It's not yet time, no peeping allowed.'"

"Then the space in our lab shattered. It was, truly, almost a perfect disassembly!" A fervent gleam shone in the scholars' eyes as they spoke about it.

"However, that was only the shattering on the level of the Spiritual Qi Space; it had no effect on us in the material space. We were unharmed! However, since our bodies were located across different fragments, we could see, hear, think, and our hearts beat normally, but our bodies were completely immobilized."

Another female scholar with a serene demeanor said, "With such a major incident, we knew Ren Zuo would definitely take action, but half an hour passed and he did nothing to restore the lab to its original state, which means Ren Zuo is also powerless in restoring the space."

"If even he can't do it, probably no one in the world could rescue us from this living hell of a space," the female scholars exchanged glances.

"Just when we were in despair, Cheng Ling, you came. I wanted to scream with joy at that moment!" They grasped Dong Chengling's hand tightly together. "A million thanks wouldn't be enough! We thought we would starve to death in there!"

Dong Chengling gracefully accepted their thanks—she seldom uttered humble words like, "I was just doing what I should," or "You're too kind." She wouldn't refuse the honors and gratitude that belonged to her.

Ren Suo seemed thoughtful.

"It's not time yet, no peeping."

So, does that mean once the time comes, the base built by the Supreme Supreme will appear?

As for when this 'time' is specifically, Ren Suo had a hunch—if he suddenly found the game fun or decided his girlfriend was more enjoyable, then it's likely this base would never see daylight in this lifetime.

"So you mean, you guys are really lovers then?" As they spoke, their attention suddenly reverted back to Ren Suo and Dong Chengling.

Ren Suo spread his hands, "Yeah, look, we're holding hands."

"Holding hands doesn't count as lovers. I hold hands with my five-year-old cousin too," the long-haired female scholar scoffed. "Kiss her, kiss her!"

"Kiss her, kiss her!" The three women excitedly egged them on, as if they had just been to the washroom, not escaped from a deadly space.

You people just like to stir trouble.

However, Dong Chengling, being an independent woman, hated being forced to prove herself!

Ren Suo turned his head to look at Dong Chengling and found that she was also looking at him, her clear large eyes twinkling with a hint of expectation.

He suddenly realized that these women were actually friends of Dong Chengling, and Dong Chengling… had a habit of showing off to her friends a little.

Every time she advanced, she almost immediately found Ren Suo to boast.

...

"HEHE," Ren Suo laughed as he looked at them, "Now you have no doubts, right?"

"A kiss doesn't count as lovers," the long-haired female scholar, her face flushed, insisted stubbornly, "What era is it now? A kiss is a very common affair!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"We girls also kiss each other. I could kiss Cheng Ling. Does that mean we're lovers?"

Ren Suo spread his hands, "If you don't believe, there's nothing I can do about it."

Dong Chengling also said, "Wan Qiu, Zhi Jing, Yue Yan, stop fooling around."

"No!" The long-haired female scholar held up a finger. "There's an easy way to prove that you two are lovers!"

"What way?"

The three female scholars looked at each other and said in unison—

"Register for marriage!"

Ren Suo and Dong Chengling were stunned for a moment, then Ren Suo shrugged and laughed, "Are you suggesting we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register for marriage right now? But it's late at night, and we didn't even bring our household registration books—"

Suddenly, two "Marriage Registration Application Statements" fluttered down in front of them.

Everyone was stunned.

A pen clattered onto the table.

The female scholars immediately realized what had happened and excitedly said, "Is it Ren Zuo? Ren Zuo, do you support this marriage too!?"

Ren Suo was shocked, and he sneakily glanced at Dong Chengling, only to find her gaze was completely fixed on the application forms on the table.

He couldn't help but say, "Ren Zuo, you—"

SMACK.

Ren Zuo wasn't in the mood to deal with him and hit his head with a camera.

The next second, Ren Zuo's voice, tinged with a hint of anger, rang in Ren Suo's mind—

'Take these, use them to take a 2-inch couple wedding photo for your license. Don't worry about the household registration book or ID, and I've even paid the 9.9 yuan fee for the marriage certificate. I approve of this marriage!'