Chapter 109: Teammates’ Question Marks Can Never Keep Up with the Pace of My Forward Slash

“Ugh!”
Can I just skip washing?
“No way, you must be dreaming.”
Zhu Suihan rolled up his sleeves and meticulously brushed every crevice of the armor on the Backrider’s shell, clearing out dust and wood chips lodged inside.
The fact that the Backrider’s body got dirty was secondary; if those particles remained, they could cause scratches once it started moving.
It was akin to having a stone trapped in a precision mechanical system—any mishap could cause an explosion right on the spot.
The Backrider wanted to squirm left and right but could only grit its teeth and endure.
There was no other way—Zhu Suihan’s movements were gentle to avoid causing pain.
It tickled!
“Miru~ Miru~”
The little fairy, taking advantage of its small size, quickly rinsed off and then moved aside, busy applying skincare products while gazing into the mirror.
Made primarily from Rosalia fruit, mixed with other fairy-type resources and various tree nuts, the concoction was a creamy ointment.
Though called skincare, it was essentially no different from a strengthening item.
As for perfumes, there was no need—the little fairy’s natural scent easily outshone most fragrances.
“All done, cleaned you up thoroughly.”
Zhu Suihan grabbed the showerhead and began the final rinse, washing away the muddy, dusty water.
The Backrider held an energy cube in its mouth and mumbled indistinctly:
“Uwu.”
So, that scorched tower wasn’t really taken down by my single water blast?
“I’m curious about that too, but judging by the scene, it probably wasn’t.”
If they hadn’t been standing so close, the Backrider’s body couldn’t have gotten so filthy.
Zhu Suihan wiped the excess water from the Backrider’s shell with a towel.
“If your water blast had truly hit, there would be a very obvious trench left behind the scorched tower—same principle as the little fairy’s cream machine gun.”
Zhu Suihan said, “Although it’s somewhat mystical, the place we fought wasn’t exactly where we were standing.”
As a divine beast, it was understandable.
If this were the Reversal World, such minor details wouldn’t matter much.
In the Reversal World, distortion and change were the only constants—this was partly due to Giratina itself.
One could even say that in that place, you wouldn’t need to press down on the coffin lid of some pioneer of mechanics, because they’re clawing inside, unwilling to come out.
Don’t ask me—I have no idea about that!
All in all, the family’s demeanor in the bathroom made it impossible to guess that not long ago, they had been rampaging wildly inside illusions.
The more pink they wore, the fiercer they fought.
“At least we’re halfway there, right?”
The white-haired one patted the Backrider’s head; after the bath, its coat felt smoother, glossy, and elastic.
Having swallowed the energy cube, the Backrider felt refreshed and, with white-haired’s approval, eagerly dashed out.
She truly couldn’t stand staying in the bathroom for even a second longer!
From now on, she’d have to pay more attention to personal hygiene—at least to avoid today’s situation!
Just thinking about possibly having a trainer help wash her over and over made the Backrider feel utterly uncomfortable.
Though mentally she enjoyed the process, her body’s senses certainly did not!
Under the trainer’s touch, she had to hold herself still and fiercely suppress a rising smile, lest she lose composure in front of the little fairy.
That would be a huge loss of face for the big sister!
With determined eyes, the Backrider searched her skill pool for any move that, once developed, could be self-sufficient—no need for the trainer to torment her anymore.
Dragon, I’m going to work hard and become stronger!
“Indeed, for a human, showering last is the scientific approach.”
Zhu Suihan emerged, drying his hair—a lesson learned from his past life raising pets online.
Newbies often complained that after washing themselves, they’d try to wash their companions, only to get soaked because their pets instinctively shook off water mid-bath.
Great, you can wash again.
Zhu Suihan propped a pillow behind him, leaned against the headboard, and checked the news on his phone.
He skimmed over the scorched tower reports, focusing instead on news about Junsha and the investigators.
The emergence of the Phoenix matter stirred not only great researchers like Professor Okido but also the Dark Team into action.
Consequently, they were all rounded up by various heroes trying to boost their stats.
White-haired twitched at the corner of his mouth: “The official announcements from the investigators are a bit over the top.”
The investigators were releasing daily reports detailing how many Dark Team members they’d captured, followed by official rhetoric about strengthening the League’s unity.
The key part was at the bottom, where they acknowledged individuals and groups for their support—like the entire Dragon Clan of Yanmo City.
In a previous life, anyone unfamiliar with this might suspect the investigators were now accepting sponsorships.
Thanking commercial partners, indeed.
The last part of the report was devoted to expressing gratitude to all who had assisted, giving a strong sense of security once the document was released.
Justice prevails!
“At the moment, it seems I’m not needed.”
Zhu Suihan stroked his chin, not doubting the investigators’ achievements, but noting how many Dark Team members there still were.
According to Du’s bait theory, these should be peripheral members—canon fodder.
It was annoying—these villains chasing legends were like cats smelling fish, always crowding around any big news.
Honestly, Zhu Suihan found these historical truths fascinating.
But he didn’t want a bunch of strange characters tagging along and leeching off the situation.
If the ones trailing behind were the League, well, with White-haired still not graduated and only two partners, the League might even ask if he wanted to become the Kaji Gym Leader.
And if White-haired became Kaji Gym Leader, what would Liu Bo do?
No problem, just get promoted to Champion.
The League would reward you handsomely; the Dark Team wouldn’t even give you benefits—they’d probably capture you and squeeze you dry like cotton.
“We need to find a way to deal with them.”
White-haired looked at the Backrider and the little fairy: “Do you two have any ideas?”
The Backrider and little fairy exchanged a glance before suggesting, “Why don’t we find a chance to take them out?”
Zhu Suihan wasn’t surprised—this was indeed a once-and-for-all solution.
“Though I know who their leader is, I don’t know where they’re hiding, so that path is uncertain.”
Zhu Suihan shrugged: “I do have a plan. I’ll share it with you for feedback.”
As long as I move faster, the Dark Team will never catch up to me.
Everyone knows that when the summoner controls the hero known as the Swift Swordmaster, as long as the 'E' skill is cast swiftly, teammates won’t keep up with your graceful movements.
Today’s scorched tower in Yuanzhu City—maybe tomorrow I’ll head to Kikyō City’s Bellflower Tower to uncover its secrets and stir up some legendary tales.
Legend has it that the Bellflower Tower in Kikyō City is the product of a colossal Bellflower’s passing in ancient times.
To put it mystically, it was a relic of the great emperor.
Also, the Bellflower that once knocked down the slippery god with one kick during the Quartz League tournament—it’s hard not to suspect its origin.
Legends are history’s blind boxes.
If I open them fast enough, I want to see just how many people the Dark Team has recruited over the years!
Think it’s unreasonable for legends to be confirmed and seamlessly integrated into history?
Don’t ask—just say the mythic era has revived!
The Backrider pondered this and agreed it was more feasible than directly confronting the Dark Team.
“Miru, miru.”
The little fairy was puzzled—Zhu Suihan hadn’t graduated yet.
With the coursework at Joy Academy and the frequent internal competition among trainers, they didn’t have much time to roam around.
“Alright, actually, I have one last move, but I doubt its success rate, and it’s hard to find a reason to use it.”
If it weren’t for Yuanzhu City’s strong ties to the Phoenix, Zhu Suihan wouldn’t have remembered this at all.
“In short, I have a strange memory.”
Zhu Suihan explained, “It dates back to the Dark Ages when there was a kingdom called Poklandis in the Hoenn region.”
“The ruler was an ambitious king who aimed to bring the entire world under his control, so he set his sights on the Phoenix.”
“If he could harness the Phoenix’s power, his army would be invincible, and he would become the highest emperor in the world.”
“Ugh?”
So he failed?
White-haired nodded: “Yes, and he fell quickly. The Phoenix simply destroyed his kingdom.”
Destroying a kingdom didn’t mean annihilating all life—during the Dark Ages, if the Phoenix burned the capital to ashes, even without harming a single person, Poklandis was doomed.
Regardless of king, nobles, or divine right, once the deed was done, it was over.
“The King of Poklandis sealed his soul inside a stone orb and spread rumors that it contained the power he had seized from the Phoenix.”
Zhu Suihan said, “The purpose of the rumor was simple—to find someone capable of unlocking the orb and take over his imperial ambitions.”
The Backrider’s eyes lit up: “Ugh?”
Trainer, you mean we should find that orb and somehow get it into the Dark Team’s hands for someone to touch?
“Yes. Even if it’s Bishas who touches the King of Poklandis’s soul, the ensuing chaos would be quite the spectacle.”
High-level villainy often boils down to simple infighting.
If it were a powerful villain within the Dark Team instead of Bishas, it would be even more thrilling.
Let them fight, let them fight!
I want to see rivers of blood!
(The end of this chapter)