Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“You’re imagining things. My goddess helping her open the car door…”

Zhang Haoming turned his head and glanced in the direction his girlfriend was pointing. Instantly, he froze.

“No way, my eyes must be playing tricks on me.”

Seeing Yun Xiang help Zhang Mengmeng close the car door and sit in the passenger seat, Zhang Haoming began to question his life.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked at the Rolls-Royce again.

But by now, the Rolls-Royce had already sped past him and disappeared down the street.

“Alright, it must be because you guys demanded too much last night, causing me to hallucinate.”

Zhang Haoming shook his head, took out his car keys, and stuffed the two girls inside.

The life of a professional player was truly comfortable. Even when he got two girlfriends, no one dared say anything.

These two girls were even more obedient to him. Even when he said his heart only belonged to the goddess, they didn’t mind…

It’s just that… their brains didn’t work too well.

Goddess Yun Xiang personally opening the door for Zhang Mengmeng?

What kind of international joke was that?

There was no way those two could have any connection!

“Let’s go, to the funeral.”

…

At the Jiang family’s funeral hall in Qingshan Town.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng’s funeral was being held.

The Jiang family wasn’t wealthy in Qingshan Town and hadn’t produced any notable figures.

But what the town’s residents found very strange was that outside the funeral hall, hundreds of various luxury cars were parked.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, McLaren, Ferrari and other high-end luxury cars were all parked outside the funeral hall.

Even Land Rovers were considered very trashy in comparison.

“Damn, how odd. Wasn’t this kid working at a small internet cafe when he was alive? How come so many bigshots showed up after he died?”

“Who knows? Go ask them.”

“Forget it. I can’t even afford to wipe one of those cars. They’re probably all extraordinary figures. I don’t dare go.”

Outside the funeral hall, a group of townspeople were discussing and speculating about the purpose of these bigshots’ arrival.

Inside the funeral hall, many people had already started chatting with each other.

“Xia Dongli, why did you come too? Instead of leveling up properly, you came to attend my master’s funeral? What level are you at now? Have you caught up to A Silly Cutie?”

A petite girl with a ponytail, wearing hemp clothing, came up to Xia Dongli and handed him three incense sticks. Her tone carried a hint of schadenfreude.

Xia Dongli was about to bow when he was suddenly questioned. “Since when did you, the number one archer, start caring about the level rankings?”

Xia Dongli’s face also looked a bit unsightly.

“It’s nothing, just asking. Forget it, today is my master’s big day. Hurry up and bow.”

Qian Shanxue glanced at him and let out a long sigh. Her tone was quite sorrowful.

Qian Chonglang patted her shoulder from behind and also sighed deeply. “Cousin, don’t be too sad.”

“Me? Sad? That detestable bastard didn’t even tell me when he was injured, which means he never treated me as his disciple. I’m not sad at all, hmph!”

As Qian Shanxue spoke, her eyes reddened. “Help pass the incense. I’m going to the restroom.”

“Oh…”

Qian Chonglang took the incense from Qian Shanxue’s hand. Watching her trembling back, he couldn’t help but sigh. “Always pretending to be tough.”

Turning around, he once again handed the three incense sticks to the people coming to offer incense, but he noticed three familiar faces.

“You guys are here too?”

Seeing Zhang Mengmeng, Yun Xiang, and Zhang Rui, Qian Chonglang’s eyes immediately lit up.

“Mm, I’m here.”