As soon as Daniel Dong left, the living room instantly became a world for just Landon and Donna.
Landon stood up right away, walked over to Donna, and wrapped his arm around her waist. She shyly pushed him away, protesting, "Are you crazy? What if my dad sees us!"
"Relax, even if your dad saw us, it wouldn't matter. Can't you tell he's deliberately giving us alone time?" Landon said, his hand slipping back around her soft waist, gently rubbing it through her clothes.
"You jerk, don't go too far!" Donna grabbed Landon's mischievous hand.
"How about we go watch a movie in Mesa City?" Landon suddenly suggested.
Donna hesitated only for a moment before nodding in agreement.
Twenty-five minutes later, the two of them showed up at a cinema in Mesa City.
There were three movies playing today: a suspense film, a romance, and a mythological epic.
Landon had thought Donna would pick the romance, but to his surprise, she went for the mythological film.
The movie was called "Emperor Xuanyuan," and it told the story of the ancient war between the Yellow Emperor and the demon warlord Chiyou.
The history, culture, and even mythology of this world are all strikingly similar to those of the main world and the apocalyptic world he’d experienced. Whether in the main world or the apocalyptic world, legends of the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou exist, and here too their stories are told—even the ancient dynasties are nearly the same.
This made Landon wonder—maybe the creator of these worlds is also from the main world? Otherwise, how could this world and the apocalyptic world end up so much like the main world?
Compared to the special effects in movies back in the main world, the ones here have advanced to an unimaginable level. With 3D projection and other tech, just sitting in the cinema feels like you’ve stepped right into that ancient world, watching the epic unfold as if you’re really there.
In a word, it was absolutely thrilling.
At the start of the story, the tribe led by the Yellow Emperor is far weaker than the Jiuli tribe led by Chiyou, who is cruel, bloodthirsty, and highly aggressive.
As a result, the smaller tribes unite and choose the Yellow Emperor of the Youxiong tribe as their leader.
A great war breaks out between the two sides.
Even with the alliance of the smaller tribes, they still aren’t a match for Chiyou.
But at that moment, the Nine-Heavens Mysterious Maiden appears. With her help, the Yellow Emperor’s army gradually becomes able to stand against Chiyou.
In the final battle, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou fight at Julu. Just as the Yellow Emperor is about to lose, a Yinglong dragon appears and helps him defeat Chiyou.
All in all, it’s your standard popcorn myth epic.
But Donna was completely absorbed, so much so that even after leaving the theater, she was still lost in the story. “Landon, do you think people in ancient times really knew magic? And was Yinglong even real?”
Landon thought for a moment. “I’d say magic arts probably did exist. As for Yinglong, I honestly have no idea.”
After that, Landon spent another two hours strolling through Mesa City with Donna. Before they knew it, it was already eleven o’clock.
“Are you hungry? Want to grab a late-night snack?” Landon asked.
Donna’s eyes lit up instantly. “I want something you cook yourself.”
“Sure.” Landon had no reason to refuse, so the two of them stopped by a supermarket for ingredients and headed back to the villa.
Back at the villa, Landon carried the groceries straight into the kitchen and got busy. Donna, unwilling to be left out, ran over to help—but honestly just made a mess. In the end, Landon had no choice but to gently shoo her out.
Half an hour later, three fragrant, beautifully arranged dishes were served on the dining table.
“I’m digging in!”
Donna’s eyes sparkled as she grabbed her chopsticks, picked up a piece of spicy stir-fried rabbit, and popped it into her mouth. Instantly, her eyes went dreamy. “Oh my god, this is way too good!”
After that, she never put her chopsticks down again.
Forty minutes later, the three dishes were wiped clean. Donna finally set her chopsticks down, stroked her slightly rounded belly, and looked at Landon with a half-resentful pout. “Seriously, you cook so well! I ate so much, now I’m worried I’ll get fat!”
“A little chubbier is cuter!”
Landon’s gaze drifted to Donna’s chest.
Noticing his look, Donna instantly exploded. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Hehe, nothing at all!” Landon replied with a mischievous grin.
“Hmph!” Donna snorted, pretending to be annoyed. “Where’s my room? I’m going to bed!”
“There are plenty of rooms. Pick whichever one you like,” Landon said.
In the bathroom, steam billowed.
Donna stood under the shower, completely naked, letting the hot water flow over her body. Suddenly, she remembered something, lowered her head to look at her pale skin, then cupped her chest with both hands, mumbling to herself, “Are these… maybe a bit too small?”
Right away, she grumbled, “Why do guys always like big boobs?”
Back in his room, Landon locked the door and entered the Divine Temple. He set the time ratio to thirty-to-one, meaning thirty hours inside for every hour outside.
At this ratio, the formation burned two supreme-grade spirit crystals per hour. One night would consume nearly twenty crystals. Without the resources of an entire world, even someone with tens of thousands of supreme-grade spirit crystals wouldn’t dare to be so extravagant.
Early the next morning, Landon stepped out of the Divine Temple.
This time, he’d spent over ten days inside cultivating. His Body of Ten Thousand Stars had made some progress, but it still felt modest.
After thinking it over, he decided that tomorrow night he’d push the time ratio to fifty-to-one. That would burn four supreme-grade spirit crystals per hour.
That’s forty crystals a day, 1,200 a month, and about 14,400 a year. For someone with several million supreme-grade spirit crystals, it’s not much. With this investment, in a year he should be able to advance his Body of Ten Thousand Stars to the second layer.
After washing up in his ensuite, Landon headed downstairs.
He warmed up with a set of punches in the courtyard, then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
“Wow, that smells amazing! What are you making?” Donna appeared at the kitchen door.
“Go wash up quick. Breakfast will be ready in a minute!” Landon called out.
“Okay!”
Without another word, Donna rushed off to brush her teeth and wash her face. By the time she finished, Landon was just setting breakfast on the table.
Breakfast was simple: preserved-egg-and-lean-pork congee and a side of Landon’s homemade pickled vegetables.
Donna ate three bowls of congee before stopping, then cried out in mock despair, “I’m doomed! If I eat your cooking every day, I’ll definitely become a fat girl!”
“Then just eat less!” Landon said, amused.
“But your food is too tasty—I can’t stop once I start!” Donna protested, half-complaining.
“Then I’ll deliberately cook badly next time!”
“You wouldn’t dare!”