I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Chapter 692 - 52: A Woman Like the Wind

The young woman had noticeable scars on her face from the fall.Even so, it was still clear that she had good looks.

However, according to the cafe manager and Han Zhan’s initial understanding of Pure Beauty Star, "judging people by appearance" was not advocated on this planet.

After all, on Pure Beauty Star, you never know the true age of the young person standing across from you.

At first, they thought this young woman would continue to tangle with them.

Unexpectedly, she immediately bent down and bowed to Han Zhan and Shang Jianyue to apologize. "Sorry!"

After apologizing, she continued running forward without looking back.

Leaving Han Zhan and Shang Jianyue standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Looks like we’ve found the person we’re looking for." Han Zhan looked at the distant figure of the woman running away, seemingly deep in thought.

"Indeed." Shang Jianyue nodded in agreement.

A woman like the wind.

No wonder the café manager was so certain that once you meet her, you could definitely tell.

In the old street of the town, with those young people walking snails as a premise, a woman running like the wind naturally becomes an out-of-place anomaly, making it hard not to notice.

"Let’s follow and see."

"The manager said she has a way to get us invitations to Pure Beauty Paradise, let’s find her and ask what’s her method."

After finishing their conversation, Han Zhan and Shang Jianyue sped up to chase after her.

Not long into their pursuit, they heard familiar screams ahead.

"Ah! Move! Move out of the way! Move—"

"Bang!"

Right after, a heavy collision sound rang out.

They hurried forward, and sure enough, saw the woman from earlier lying on the ground.

Also, there was another young man, lying on the other side of the road, pressing the giant roses by the roadside backward.

"So... sorry..." the woman apologized again.

"Sorry? What good is an apology!"

Unexpectedly, the man who had fallen got up from the ground and angrily shouted.

The woman was taken aback by the rebuke.

"Why are you standing there stunned? Compensate me!" The young man said brusquely, pulling out a prop identical to the café manager’s from his chest and stuffing it into the woman’s hand.

"Ten years of life."

"Ten years of life?!" The woman widened her eyes in disbelief, thinking she had misheard.

"Why! I just bumped into you; I didn’t injure you. Even if it goes to the City Guard, there’s no way they’d say I should compensate you ten years of life! You’re asking for too much!"

"Hey." Unexpectedly, the young man sneered, continuing, "Who told you the reason I want compensation is that you bumped into me?"

"Then what?" the woman asked indignantly.

At this moment, the young man suddenly bent down, searching for something.

After a while, he picked up something from the ground.

To be precise, it was a snail corpse, crushed into slime and fragments!

"I was walking my snail here; you stepped on and killed it. I’m asking for ten years of life as compensation. What else is there to say?"

The young man’s words made the woman’s face instantly turn pale.

Judging by the "craze level" of snails on Pure Beauty Star, even the most common gray snail costs ten years of life.

The asking price was indeed hard to refute.

But... "Snails should be walked on Charming Street; this is already the suburbs. How could someone be walking snails here!" The woman expressed urgency, looking as if she was genuinely about to cry.

She was right.

Charming Street is next to the residential area, and at a snail’s pace, the furthest they can reach in one day is Charming Street.

After hearing this, the young man chuckled twice again.

"Where I walk my snail is my business. You have no say in it?"

"If you can’t compensate those ten years of life, there’s another way."

The young man spoke, greedily eyeing the woman, "Come home with me for a night, and I won’t report this to the City Guard. How about that?"

"No way!" As soon as the woman heard the man’s words, her face changed completely.

She bit her lip, finally deciding, "It’s just ten years of life. I’ll compensate you!"

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, the man grabbed the woman’s hand, sneering with ill intent, "I’ve changed my mind. I almost forgot, my snail isn’t the cheapest gray snail."

"Mine is a blue snail, priced at fifty years of life. So, you need to compensate me with fifty years of life!"

From the man’s attitude toward the woman, even the dumbest person would understand now.

He did this deliberately.

He preemptively anticipated the woman’s path and intentionally brought a pricey snail here for a walk, purposely trying to extort others.

"Feng Xiaozao, fifty years of life. Will you or won’t you pay?"

"If you don’t pay, I’ll notify the City Guard to handle the situation."

"If you can’t pay, then just sleep with me for one night, haha..."

"Hey." Seeing this clichéd bullying scene, Han Zhan stepped forward, stopping the young man intending to harass Feng Xiaozao.

"Isn’t your snail alive and well?"

Both Feng Xiaozao and the young man were startled by Han Zhan’s reminder.

"Alive? How is that possible!" The young man scoffed, but when he looked down, he indeed found that the snail, previously crushed into slime and shards, was now perfectly intact in his hand!

It really is alive!

Upon seeing this, Feng Xiaozao’s eyes shone instantly.

"Ha! It’s alive; it didn’t die! I don’t have to compensate fifty years of life!"

"How is this possible? I clearly crushed it; how could it still be..." The young man was suddenly without words, quickly covering his mouth.

He didn’t wait for Feng Xiaozao to speak, angrily glaring at the meddlesome Han Zhan, then turned and ran off ashamedly.

Watching the young man walk away, Feng Xiaozao let out a long breath.

It was only then she turned and sincerely thanked Han Zhan: "Thank you so much. Without you, I’d really be done for."

While speaking, Feng Xiaozao regretfully patted her forehead.

Seeing this action, Han Zhan confirmed her fiery personality definitely didn’t fit in with the quaint old street, and she was indeed the person they were seeking.

With that in mind, without unnecessary pleasantries, Han Zhan got straight to the point: "Words of thanks alone lack sincerity. Coincidentally, I need your help with something."

"Something? What is it! No way! Absolutely not!"

Feng Xiaozao instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, looking at Han Zhan with a cautious expression.

Han Zhan: "..."

"We want to enter Pure Beauty Paradise. Can you help us get invitation eligibility?"