198 Know Not Shame (2/2)

That was why Zhuo Yifan agreed immediately after Wang Baole raised the idea. Zhao Yameng, on the other hand, was more refined and reserved. She preferred peace and quiet and had intended to travel alone. However, after receiving Wang Baole's voice transmission, she thought back to their experiences in Spirit Breath Village and finally agreed to travel together as well.

The three set to depart two days later, then went about preparing for the journey. They had to pass a second round of selection after they reach the capital city. Only after that, when they remain standing after thousands of nominees were eliminated, would they become one of the hundred Federation seedlings.

Wang Baole completed his simple preparations and tidied up. The night before they were leaving, as he inspected his Numinous Treasures to ensure he would go through the selection round that was to be held in the capital city without any obstacles, he received a voice transmission from General Zhou of the seventh primary stronghold.

General Zhou's voice carried a tinge of excitement and friendliness. They had conducted a comprehensive trial of the Baole Cannon, and his regard for the cannon had skyrocketed to an unimaginable extent.

That was why he didn't mince his words during the voice transmission and voiced his request directly.

”Wang Baole, we have a high opinion of the Baole Cannon you have created. We need at least a million of them. It would be nearly impossible for you to refine all of them, so would you be agreeable to selling the blueprints to us?

”As for the price, due to many reasons, we're unable to pay you so much at one go, but we can pay you in installments. We guarantee you will receive payment every year, and that you'll be paid in full within ten years!

”There's also the Federation's Hundred Seedling Plan, which is part of Operation Sword Sun… we can guarantee your success. When you reach the capital, just play along a bit. We've reserved a spot for you in the final hundred!”

General Zhou wasn't a businessman. Perhaps he couldn't be bothered to play any tricks where that matter was concerned, so he communicated the price the military was willing to pay without attempting to hide anything from Wang Baole and let him decide.

He valued the cannon, but he valued Wang Baole himself more!

When Wang Baole heard what General Zhou had said, he sucked in his breath, and his eyes widened. The general had listed a long list of conditions in one go. He was dazed for a bit, but then, all of a sudden, he realized his Baole Cannon might have exceeded his expectations in some aspects.

He was overwhelmed with excitement. If it had been somebody else, he might have negotiated the terms and tried to gain more benefits for himself. However, when facing the seventh primary stronghold and General Zhou, who spoke with such openness, he didn't choose to do so. He replied without hesitation.

”I have no problems with that. You can just set a price. In fact, if my cultivation and refining Numinous Treasures didn't cost me a fortune, I wouldn't even mind giving it away for free.”

Upon hearing Wang Baole's answer, General Zhou laughed out loud. There was a fierce tone of admiration in his laughter, and it was clear that the general's temperament agreed with Wang Baole's answer. He discussed further details with Wang Baole, then ended the transmission.

Wang Baole's spirits soared as he placed the voice transmission ring down. His eyes shone brightly. He waved his arms around excitedly, stood up, and walked around in circles. Pulling out a large bottle of Ice Spirit Water, he gurgled it down. He was so excited that he could almost break into dance.

A reserved seedling spot. Haha, the position of Deputy Pavilion Head is mine! The feeling of being guaranteed a spot made his whole person loosen up. His excitement persisted till daybreak and didn't cease even when the time for him to meet Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng arrived.

With great excitement, and in a joyous mood, Wang Baole left his cave abode for the agreed upon gathering place. It didn't take long before Zhuo Yifan—charming, poised, blessed with unearthly good looks and dressed in robes—and Zhao Yameng—elegant, dignified, gifted with an unworldly beauty, her long silky hair drifting in the breeze and a faint, angelic smile on her lips—appeared!

Zhuo Yifan wasn't alone. Following behind him were two disciples from the Combat Pavilion. Though, in the presence of Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, they seemed insignificant and dull.

Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng's approach was akin to a golden couple's entrance. It was as if they epitomized the very beauty of the earth, and the surrounding disciples looked on with envy. Many female disciples in the crowd gazed at Zhuo Yifan with adoration while a great many of the male disciples were driven to shame when they stared at Zhao Yameng. In the presence of Zhao Yameng, they almost couldn't control their urge to protect and guard her. They dared not besmirch her in the slightest.

Wang Baole felt nothing of the sort. When he saw the pair, he laughed out loud and walked up to them. After pulling Zhuo Yifan into a hug, without any hesitation, and as the countless male disciples watched on, raging, Wang Baole drew Zhao Yameng into an embrace.

Zhuo Yifan let out a dry cough. A helpless sense of exasperation accompanied his every encounter with Wang Baole. But after the Spirit Breath Village affair, he couldn't help but feel gratitude towards and affection for Wang Baole.

As for Zhao Yameng, the expression on her face remained unchanged. She had a gentle, dignified smile on her face, and her gaze was calm.

”I'm relieved to see you guys. With the three of us together, we'll form the perfect team. After all, in terms of looks, we're all in the same league. Every time I see you guys, it almost feels like I'm looking into the mirror,” Wang Baole smacked his tummy and said in a pleased tone.

Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng gave no reaction, but every single person in the crowd had an odd look on their faces. They seemed to be secretly voicing the same question in their hearts…

Where the hell is his sense of shame?