Chapter 1032 - 526: Every Casual Move Mr. Ghost Makes Alters the Fates of Countless People

Great Xia.

Eastern City.

Zhou Furu sat at the head of the bed in the hotel, quietly swallowing as he gazed at the silhouette of his fiancée, Ma Miaodan.

Ma Miaodan had just finished showering, wearing tight shorts that highlighted her perfect curves with exceptional clarity.

The elegant curves narrowed sharply at the waist, truly exemplifying the term "willowy waist."

Ma Miaodan had her fair legs crossed, holding her phone with both hands and was focused on editing a message to post on social media.

From Zhou Furu’s angle, the view was breathtakingly beautiful, making his heart beat fast.

Today, the two had spent the entire day sightseeing in Eastern City.

In the morning, they visited the museum of the Evil Race from the Sea of Death Black Sand, witnessing firsthand the terrifying savagery of the Primordial Evil Race.

In the afternoon, they went to the Supernatural Exotic Material Exhibition Hall to marvel at the wonders of exotic materials born after the Age of Calamity.

In the evening, they attended a mind-blowing colossal holographic show on a plaza three kilometers from the World Gate to the East.

After returning, they naturally checked into the same hotel room.

At this moment.

Zhou Furu was engaged in an intense psychological battle, this innocent young man hesitating over whether to make a move.

Although they were engaged and had even discussed having children, their intimate contact was limited to holding hands, hugging a little waist, and kissing only twice.

As for anything more, he hadn’t had the opportunity despite his desires.

Zhou Furu took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

He leaned forward slightly, his right hand slowly reaching out.

"Today I learned that more than two years ago, the Primordial Evil Race appeared in the Southern Four Provinces. Fortunately, the Great Xia Military exterminated them in time; otherwise, if they had invaded in force, countless people would have died here,"

Ma Miaodan suddenly sighed.

By "Southern Four Provinces," she meant the Shapudian region, now incorporated into Great Xia’s four major provinces.

This pretty girl was frightened by the terrifying display of the Demon Eye Evil Race eating people in the museum, turning her face pale as death. She later learned about how the Iron Fist Civilization suffered a calamity causing billions of deaths due to the Evil Race and the infiltration of one of them into Shapudian, making her break out in a cold sweat.

Hearing her words, Zhou Furu’s hand froze a bit nervously and retreated.

He ultimately had the heart for mischief but not the courage.

Ma Miaodan reiterated the guide’s words: "Most ordinary people don’t know that in recent years, the Canglan Civilization has been on the brink of destruction several times; no truer words have been spoken."

Zhou Furu, somewhat distracted, nodded in agreement as he stared at his fiancée’s swinging pale feet: "Yes."

Her ten toe nails were painted with red nail polish, and he thought to himself, "Really beautiful!"

Ma Miaodan changed the topic: "The World Gate’s holographic show was really stunning. When Mr. Ghost lifted the black curtain and stepped into the World Gate, entering the Sea of Death Black Sand, skimming low over towering sand dunes, it was truly a spectacular sight."

As Mr. Ghost was the founder of Canglan Star’s first World Gate and the first human to enter the Sea of Death Black Sand, the design team of the show used this footage as the opening act to pay tribute to human pioneers.

Ma Miaodan then excitedly said, "When Mr. Ghost appeared, I felt like the whole city was cheering; it gave me goosebumps."

Zhou Furu shifted his focus from his fiancée’s feet to the conversation topic: "The light show was indeed very impressive; the ending line ’The future of Canglan People lies in the vast Primordial’ is something everyone should remember. I think..."

Ma Miaodan suddenly turned her head, interrupting him: "I’ve held this pose for a quarter of an hour. Do you plan to keep talking like this?"

Zhou Furu was at a loss: "What do you want me to do?"

Ma Miaodan blushed slightly and softly scolded, "Dummy, touch my butt!"

Half an hour later.

Nervous and fumbling, Zhou Furu concluded his first experience of a novel sensation in a panic.

He stared at the crimson mark on the white bed sheet, finding it quite wondrous.

Of course, that wasn’t his blood.

Ma Miaodan hurriedly tidied up, washing briefly in the bathroom, and returned to ask, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhou Furu shook his head: "It feels much better now, how about you?"

Ma Miaodan furrowed her brow slightly, a unique charm in her expression: "I fear walking might be a bit difficult tomorrow."

Zhou Furu said, "Then let’s postpone all the plans for a day, and we’ll rest well in the hotel tomorrow."

Ma Miaodan accepted the arrangement: "Alright! Movement is inconvenient; it wouldn’t be enjoyable wherever we went."

Zhou Furu yawned: "Darling, let’s sleep early."

Having just shared the most intimate of relationships, he naturally changed how he addressed her.

Ma Miaodan responded softly, "Okay, let’s sleep."

Soon.

The lights went out.

The room fell into silence.

But the quiet didn’t last long; strange sounds echoed.

After a few seconds.

Ma Miaodan suddenly said, "Honey, why do I feel your whole body is heating up?"

Zhou Furu disagreed: "No, I feel perfectly normal."

Ma Miaodan called out, "Smart housekeeper, turn on the light!"

"Beep!"

With a soft sound.

The lights automatically turned on, instantly dispelling the darkness in the room.