Cultivation Chat Group
One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
Tractor God Old Lu: My poor waist!
Editor: Kurisu
The mountain road on Mountain Niuding was rather spacious after the reconstruction. It had been built for only one purpose—to race safely! Therefore, even if you were driving a tractor at 150 km/h, as long as you weren’t courting death, you wouldn't get into an accident.
Now, let’s hope that Uncle Lu won’t court death while driving! Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Since Uncle Lu had drunk a lot, he was very worried about their safety!
Just think about it, a drunkard driving a tractor at 150 km/h… that was rather fearful.
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On the road on Mountain Niuding, the tractor had left behind the three sports cars.
At this time, Old Lu loud voice echoed from the driver’s seat, "Old Song, did we just surpass those three sports cars?"
He didn’t dare to believe his own words.