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Chapter 65
chapter 0050 part 1
**Chapter 50: Cruise Ship Sightings**
"This ship is quite interesting?!"
Tang Song was lazily sunbathing, his Divine Sense sweeping across the luxurious cruise ship. A playful expression appeared on his face behind his sunglasses.
He "saw" some interesting people on this luxurious cruise ship.
"What did you say?"
The woman lying on the beach chair next to Tang Song lifted her head, seemingly not having heard him clearly, and asked.
The woman was completely naked except for a white bikini set. The three pieces of fabric covered only her private parts, the semi-concealment exuding infinite charm.
Her wheat-colored skin accentuated her charming and heroic face, and her slightly thicker red lips added a touch more allure.
"I'm watching what they're doing. They seem quite agitated!"
Tang Song rested his arms behind his head and lazily pointed his chin towards a group of agitated people not far away.
This luxurious cruise ship offered a seven-day trip from the Federation to Italy. A standard ticket cost two thousand US Dollars.
For a VVIP in a presidential suite like Tang Song, the ticket price was as high as two hundred thousand.
You get what you pay for; the enjoyment for the money spent was naturally different.
The observation deck where Tang Song was located was the best area on the entire cruise ship, offering a view of most of the sea surrounding the ship. With a slight lean, one could also see the azure swimming pool and the bikini-clad beauties playing in it.
On a corner of the deck below him, a group of white people and a few Asians seemed to be in conflict. What started as quiet arguing gradually escalated into pushing and shoving.
Several crew members stood between the two groups, arms outstretched, trying their best to maintain order.
"They're betting on the game. The Germans lost their bets, and those people from Japan are mocking them!"
The bikini-clad beauty bit the straw and sucked the white juice from a coconut, glanced below, and pouted.
"A bunch of gamblers!"
Tang Song looked at the beauty with slight surprise: "You can read lips?"
"As a Bodyguard, isn't it normal to know a little lip reading?" The beauty rolled her eyes at Tang Song in annoyance, stretched out her long, fair arms, and yawned, (making her figure appear even more curvaceous).
Tang Song unceremoniously appraised the Bodyguard's hot and attractive figure before him.
"Had enough?" The beauty rolled her eyes at Tang Song in annoyance.
"Let's get this straight beforehand. I don't know your identity. If you have any enemies, tell me in advance so I can prepare. Otherwise, if something happens, I won't be responsible!"
Tang Song smiled: "No enemies for now, relax. Sloan sent you here just to give me a guarantee!"
"I don't need a woman to protect me!"
A guarantee? The beauty looked at Tang Song with some confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.
As a top assassin from the Brotherhood of Assassins, she didn't understand why the Leader suddenly changed plans and sent her to protect an Asian businessman.
Wasn't her target the traitor Cross?
Although the Leader told her it was all God's will, not being able to confront Cross, the former top expert, inevitably left Fox feeling a bit disappointed.
Tang Song had no interest in guessing the inner thoughts of a "hostage." He half-closed his eyes, but his Divine Sense never left "that person" he had just seen! The Divine Sense condensed by cultivators was very similar to what this world understood as Spirit.
Transcendent and Mutant in this world could use Spirit to control fire, ice, plants, metal, and manipulate objects.
These were simple uses of Spirit. In the Jambudvīpa World, the use of Divine Sense could be seen as the eyes and hands of a cultivator.
The range covered by Divine Sense was the range a cultivator could see and perceive.
In scientific terms, it could be called Mental Scan.
The distance a cultivator could see depended on their cultivation level. Buddhists often said that the Buddha's eye could see three thousand great worlds, which was because the Buddha's cultivation was so high that he could truly see the entire Jambudvīpa World as clearly as lines in his palm.
With Tang Song's current Divine Sense, if he truly wanted to see, the entire cruise ship was within his range.
Down on the deck, the sound of arguing grew louder. One bearded white man in a plaid shirt seemed to explode in emotion and directly flipped over the railing.
"Splash!"
A sound of falling into the water rang out, followed by countless exclamations: "Look, someone jumped off the ship..."
"Oh my god, a passenger fell into the water, quickly organize a rescue."
...
The noisy sounds attracted many people to lean over and watch. On the second-floor deck, a tall old man in a gray Suit merely glanced down before calmly continuing to drink his Coffee.
"The inherent evil of Human nature. They are always dominated by desire. Only through continuous evolution can Humans escape this predicament. Mutants are the future of humanity!"
The burly man standing behind the old man seemed not to hear his words. With his long, flowing hair, he acted as a Bodyguard with an air of arrogance.
The old man, however, was used to it. He picked up a Newspaper from the table and began to read.
The headline on the front page made his heart clench: Germany VS Japan World Cup Match: Lost 1:2 to Japan.
"*%^$&+" The old man muttered a rural slang phrase under his breath.
He couldn't understand how the self-proclaimed Germans could lose to a few Japanese shorties.
He had bet a lot of Money on Germany winning.
Unlike his old friend, who was a super-rich second generation, living in a mansion, and could support a school with his family's savings.
His Money was hard-earned. Recently, the Brotherhood's finances were tight, and he had to make some investments.
Uh, this World Cup football match was one of his investments.
He placed a heavy bet on Germany winning.
"There's definitely something fishy going on here!" The old man angrily slammed the Newspaper onto the table.
The metal screws around him subtly trembled towards him.
Buzz buzz...
Tang Song felt the Vibration of the two Sword Pills in his pocket. He reached out and pinched the two Sword Pills.
He circulated his True Essence, firmly locking down the aura leaking from the two Sword Pills.
**Chapter 50: Cruise Ship Sightings**
"This ship is quite interesting?!"
Tang Song was lazily sunbathing, his Divine Sense sweeping across the luxurious cruise ship. A playful expression appeared on his face behind his sunglasses.
He "saw" some interesting people on this luxurious cruise ship.
"What did you say?"
The woman lying on the beach chair next to Tang Song lifted her head, seemingly not having heard him clearly, and asked.
The woman was completely naked except for a white bikini set. The three pieces of fabric covered only her private parts, the semi-concealment exuding infinite charm.
Her wheat-colored skin accentuated her charming and heroic face, and her slightly thicker red lips added a touch more allure.
"I'm watching what they're doing. They seem quite agitated!"
Tang Song rested his arms behind his head and lazily pointed his chin towards a group of agitated people not far away.
This luxurious cruise ship offered a seven-day trip from the Federation to Italy. A standard ticket cost two thousand US Dollars.
For a VVIP in a presidential suite like Tang Song, the ticket price was as high as two hundred thousand.
You get what you pay for; the enjoyment for the money spent was naturally different.
The observation deck where Tang Song was located was the best area on the entire cruise ship, offering a view of most of the sea surrounding the ship. With a slight lean, one could also see the azure swimming pool and the bikini-clad beauties playing in it.
On a corner of the deck below him, a group of white people and a few Asians seemed to be in conflict. What started as quiet arguing gradually escalated into pushing and shoving.
Several crew members stood between the two groups, arms outstretched, trying their best to maintain order.
"They're betting on the game. The Germans lost their bets, and those people from Japan are mocking them!"
The bikini-clad beauty bit the straw and sucked the white juice from a coconut, glanced below, and pouted.
"A bunch of gamblers!"
Tang Song looked at the beauty with slight surprise: "You can read lips?"
"As a Bodyguard, isn't it normal to know a little lip reading?" The beauty rolled her eyes at Tang Song in annoyance, stretched out her long, fair arms, and yawned, (making her figure appear even more curvaceous).
Tang Song unceremoniously appraised the Bodyguard's hot and attractive figure before him.
"Had enough?" The beauty rolled her eyes at Tang Song in annoyance.
"Let's get this straight beforehand. I don't know your identity. If you have any enemies, tell me in advance so I can prepare. Otherwise, if something happens, I won't be responsible!"
Tang Song smiled: "No enemies for now, relax. Sloan sent you here just to give me a guarantee!"
"I don't need a woman to protect me!"
A guarantee? The beauty looked at Tang Song with some confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.
As a top assassin from the Brotherhood of Assassins, she didn't understand why the Leader suddenly changed plans and sent her to protect an Asian businessman.
Wasn't her target the traitor Cross?
Although the Leader told her it was all God's will, not being able to confront Cross, the former top expert, inevitably left Fox feeling a bit disappointed.
Tang Song had no interest in guessing the inner thoughts of a "hostage." He half-closed his eyes, but his Divine Sense never left "that person" he had just seen! The Divine Sense condensed by cultivators was very similar to what this world understood as Spirit.
Transcendent and Mutant in this world could use Spirit to control fire, ice, plants, metal, and manipulate objects.
These were simple uses of Spirit. In the Jambudvīpa World, the use of Divine Sense could be seen as the eyes and hands of a cultivator.
The range covered by Divine Sense was the range a cultivator could see and perceive.
In scientific terms, it could be called Mental Scan.
The distance a cultivator could see depended on their cultivation level. Buddhists often said that the Buddha's eye could see three thousand great worlds, which was because the Buddha's cultivation was so high that he could truly see the entire Jambudvīpa World as clearly as lines in his palm.
With Tang Song's current Divine Sense, if he truly wanted to see, the entire cruise ship was within his range.
Down on the deck, the sound of arguing grew louder. One bearded white man in a plaid shirt seemed to explode in emotion and directly flipped over the railing.
"Splash!"
A sound of falling into the water rang out, followed by countless exclamations: "Look, someone jumped off the ship..."
"Oh my god, a passenger fell into the water, quickly organize a rescue."
...
The noisy sounds attracted many people to lean over and watch. On the second-floor deck, a tall old man in a gray Suit merely glanced down before calmly continuing to drink his Coffee.
"The inherent evil of Human nature. They are always dominated by desire. Only through continuous evolution can Humans escape this predicament. Mutants are the future of humanity!"
The burly man standing behind the old man seemed not to hear his words. With his long, flowing hair, he acted as a Bodyguard with an air of arrogance.
The old man, however, was used to it. He picked up a Newspaper from the table and began to read.
The headline on the front page made his heart clench: Germany VS Japan World Cup Match: Lost 1:2 to Japan.
"*%^$&+" The old man muttered a rural slang phrase under his breath.
He couldn't understand how the self-proclaimed Germans could lose to a few Japanese shorties.
He had bet a lot of Money on Germany winning.
Unlike his old friend, who was a super-rich second generation, living in a mansion, and could support a school with his family's savings.
His Money was hard-earned. Recently, the Brotherhood's finances were tight, and he had to make some investments.
Uh, this World Cup football match was one of his investments.
He placed a heavy bet on Germany winning.
"There's definitely something fishy going on here!" The old man angrily slammed the Newspaper onto the table.
The metal screws around him subtly trembled towards him.
Buzz buzz...
Tang Song felt the Vibration of the two Sword Pills in his pocket. He reached out and pinched the two Sword Pills.
He circulated his True Essence, firmly locking down the aura leaking from the two Sword Pills.
