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Annoyed by what he heard, Zhang Chu swung the hammer and smashed it again, turning the slightly upturned Aha back into a flatter "decorative painting" firmly stuck to the hammerhead.
"Looks like he's recovered?"
Qingyu walked up to Huahuo and looked down at her.
"I thought you'd run away as soon as you recovered."
Fireworks seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. She gestured with her eyes to the lightning hammer in Zhang Chu's hand, which was still crackling with electricity and had a flattened image of a star god stuck on it. She rolled her eyes helplessly: "My Lezi God has been beaten into a two-dimensional sticker by you guys. You think I can run away? Do you think I can escape?"
She paused, then cast a disdainful glance at Qingyu: "But you, you kidnapper, what were you thinking back then? Without saying a word, you carried Lady Hanabi from your happy hometown to this godforsaken place?"
"Kidnapper..."
Qingyu's face (mask) instantly turned black, and the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees in temperature.
He doesn't want to take the blame for this!
"Moreover."
Hanabi seemed oblivious to Qingyu's dark expression and continued speaking in her infuriating tone, even defiantly raising her bare, white feet and dangling them in the air.
"How can I fight back in this state? Kick you? Like this?"
She symbolically kicked her toes lightly in Qingyu's direction.
This action, coupled with her "what can you do to me?" expression, completely ignited Qingyu's anger, which had just begun to subside.
Qingyu didn't say anything, but silently bent down and picked up the bottle of "itching powder" containing pink powder that Erkang had previously identified.
He pulled out the stopper and, before Hanabi could react, precisely and evenly poured the entire bottle of powder onto the soles of her still wobbling feet!
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!! Hahaha! It tickles! Stop! No! Stop! Hahaha! You bastard! It tickles so much!"
Fireworks instantly sprang to her feet like a live shrimp thrown into a frying pan, only to collapse back down due to weakness and soreness, beginning to roll around frantically and without any regard for her image! She rubbed her feet together in an attempt to relieve the itch, but this only caused the powder to spread even further!
The laughter, mixed with painful screams and curses, echoed all around.
His arrogant demeanor from before vanished, leaving only a pathetic state of being dominated by the itching powder.
Sitralli watched this scene unfold—
A fun-loving girl from another world was beaten to a pulp by a Hilichurl using itching powder—
She felt that her literary-minded brain was no longer able to process this level of chaotic information.
She silently closed the light novel she had somehow produced again, and said to Gu Qian, who seemed the most composed (relatively speaking):
"Um... I think I'd better go back to studying my light novel. You guys... please continue your 'exchange'."
His tone was filled with complex emotions: "I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked" and "I want to escape this place of trouble."
"Walk slowly without sending."
Gu Qian nodded his enormous head as a farewell.
Feeling like she'd been granted a pardon, Cielly turned and quickly left, deciding to stay up all night reading a few normal (?) romance novels to cleanse her eyes and soul.
Meanwhile, in the "chaotic core circle" that remained in place, Huahu was still waging a fierce battle against the itching powder, Zhang Chu was figuring out how to pry Aha off the hammer intact without damaging the hammerhead, Erkang was curiously investigating whether the bottle of bitter melon juice was drinkable, and Qingyu was thinking about how to "educate" this stubborn little devil next...
Under the starry sky of Nata, this cross-dimensional night, full of surprises and "joy," is far from over.
As for what will happen next...
Even the god of fun, Ah Ha (if he can still think), probably couldn't predict it.
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