Chapter 2879: Chapter 2874: My Treat

The moonless night, the ruins upon awakening from dreams.

In the silence, the Rebirth Club’s visionary founder Sha Ming fell completely at the Limb Attachment Technology Center.

The entire process was so despairing, vividly demonstrating what a true nightmare invasion entails.

Considering the laboratory was also a victim, now it has already become like part of the dream, so much so that Lord Sha Ming subtly held a sense of the tragic "death of a king leaving the state in ruin."

One can’t help but reflect on how less than a month ago, Sha Ming was strategizing solo to rise to Second Phase, with those scenes shining brightly still in memory.

The only comfort may be the knowledge before death that the cause wouldn’t be abandoned.

Although ideologies differed, the young successor who successfully passed the test was undoubtedly committed to revitalizing the Rebirth Club—humph!

In today’s world, no hero is more representative of the club than I.

With a moment’s sentiment, Fu Qian immediately switched to a proud demeanor, gazing at the moonless night over the sea.

Having received recognition from Lord Lu Ming and being invited to join the Rebirth Club has nearly been half a year.

Amidst the tumultuous times, strange changes were rampant, and the organization was fractured with everyone harboring their own thoughts.

There were those surviving through mediocrity and those changing allegiances, as well as some who drew clear boundaries. Most notably, even the original creator of all this lost faith, seeking a different path.

Fortunately, today everything no longer poses a threat.

Employee 001 was executed, and the other two giants were turned into puppets, leaving no one able to hinder the Rebirth Club’s rebirth.

Nevertheless, there’s still an urgent matter at hand, namely picking an outfit suitable for drinking.

Fu Qian lowered his head, observing his attire, and summoned forth his flesh and blood.

...

"You haven’t left yet?"

A moment later, at the former Rebirth Club’s headquarters bar, Jenny looked at Fu Qian sitting there, expressing genuine surprise.

She clearly didn’t understand why Fu Qian was still there, let alone had changed clothes.

Rather, she wasn’t supposed to be there originally.

Being stimulated repeatedly in just one day, expecting Jenny to still be here managing the bar after Fu Qian left would be hoping too much from her dedication.

Why was she back, then?

The mysterious guest had returned, and hoping she’d rest calmly after was asking too much from her concentration.

All in all, Fu Qian knew certainly that as long as he entered, Jenny would appear.

It was clear she had indeed rested; her attire now was relatively simple, no longer exuberant and bold.

"Why leave? Isn’t the night here what’s bustling?"

Having no sense of disrupting others, Fu Qian seemed somewhat surprised.

"...Not sure if I was too tired just now, but I think I heard some unusual sounds."

Realizing she wasn’t able to compete, Jenny’s gaze dulled for a few seconds before trying a topic change.

Indeed, deep into the night, it’s easy for such sensitive topics to be discussed.

Fu Qian nodded slightly, confirming his life experience once more.

Additionally, Lady Jenny didn’t sully the club’s reputation this time; her performance was quite perceptive.

Since the bar hadn’t been affected by the conflict, it should still be a peaceful night for the patrons and traders.

Perhaps some inexplicable experiences suddenly entered their minds, like hearing others speak.

However, the efficiency of nightmare invasions varies for different individuals, and from entering to sitting down, the other patrons hadn’t seemingly mentioned similar experiences yet.

"Your mind isn’t faulty; I heard it too."

Having been a club member before, Fu Qian gave confirmation faced with Jenny’s inquiring gaze.

"So it’s true—what’s going on?"

Jenny hadn’t held much hope initially, but upon hearing Fu Qian’s words, she abruptly became invigorated.

"Anything else besides the sound?"

Fu Qian didn’t eagerly explain but continued questioning.

"I think I saw the moon..."

Unwilling to criticize, Jenny hesitated yet responded.

"A blue moon?"

Fu Qian was a bit more generous this time, using a question to prove he shared the same feeling.

"Is it really related to you?"

Jenny got excited again, eyes showing signs of retreat, both naive and fun-loving.

"Of course, I’ve been observing the commotion. Not just the sound and moon; I saw the lab collapse too."

Fu Qian pointed somewhere behind him.

"...The lab collapsed? Why didn’t I hear any commotion?"

Jenny was obviously startled, finding it unbelievable.

"You can go see for yourself."

Fu Qian had no intention of convincing her, indicating belief was up to her.

...

Jenny was evidently dissatisfied with Fu Qian’s responses, but she was powerless against his attitude.

Moreover, should she really go see it... her current persona didn’t quite fit for doing such things over a statement.

"Even if it collapsed, it’s unrelated to me. So what do you want to drink?"

The scene was somewhat awkward, but fortunately, professional convenience was at hand.

After expressing her disinterest in the club’s matters, Jenny straightforwardly reminded him to place an order.

"Unfortunately, I’ve run out of money."

A testament to professionalism, it indeed had an effect. Once wealthy guest Fu Qian spread his hands, indicating he had squandered everything.

"Unfortunately, we don’t offer credit here—"

Seizing the rare opportunity, Jenny’s tone immediately hardened.

"I’ll take care of it."

But alas, as they say, one’s resolve didn’t last beyond three seconds before someone interjected nearby.

Hmm...

Moreover, the originally noisy bar suddenly quieted down.

"Thank you very much, Lord Yibu."

Fu Qian wasn’t surprised, smiling broadly as he turned to greet.

With a red mane and beard, who else could it be but the current master of the Archipelago?

It seemed he arrived in haste; his exquisite robe still bore noticeable damage.

Completely understandable, though not as severely affected as Lord Sha Ming, the vicissitudes faced in the dream weren’t gentle.

Under nightmare invasion conditions, such marks were quite normal.

Given the overall haste, from the dream’s dissolution to being invited here, it took no more than a few minutes.

Yes, Fu Qian was the one who invited him.

No matter his sensitivity to the law, Lord Yibu could never ignore the unrest at the laboratory.

So much so that when the dust returned to dust at Sha Ming’s end, he was already taking spectator’s seat.

Fu Qian understood his feelings, opting not to rush the invitation but instead integrating himself into nightlife, easing the atmosphere.

Reassuringly, Lord Yibu quickly adjusted his thoughts, managing to offer the first drink.

"Get me one too."

Not only that, after Fu Qian’s thanks and amidst complex expressions, the elder who appeared quite disciplined actually decided to revel a little with the people.

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