"Where's Jiang He?"
"Gone!"
"Really gone?"
Cheng Dongfeng arrived at Duan Tianhe's office around six in the evening. Standing by the door, he poked his head in and looked around before entering, sitting down on the sofa and sighing. "Youngsters these days are really fierce. By the way, Old Duan, Jiang He didn't say anything, did he?"
Duan Tianhe, who was tidying up his documents, did not even look up. "Jiang He said that Master Cheng's martial arts are excellent, and that he would spar with you when he has the time. Don't hold back your cultivation then."
What the hell …
Cheng Dongfeng clenched his teeth. Unwilling to dwell on the matter, he walked up to Duan Tianhe's desk and knocked on it with his hand.
Taking out two bottles of qi pellets, Duan Tianhe put them on the desk.
"Eh?"
Putting away the two bottles, Cheng Dongfeng frowned. "What's the meaning of this, Old Duan? We agreed on four bottles of qi pellets, and now it's only two? I threw away my dignity to help you test Jiang He, and now you're cheating me of my qi pellets? "
"Do you really think I wouldn't beat you up after you ascended?"
"Hold on …"
Duan Tianhe looked up in surprise. "Didn't we agree on three bottles, Old Cheng?"
"Yes!"
Cheng Dongfeng said, "At the beginning, we agreed that I would help you once in exchange for three bottles of Qi Nourishing Pills. After that, I vomited blood and fell to the ground. When you helped me up, didn't you raise a finger to represent an additional bottle as compensation?"
Duan Tianhe: "…"
What the hell!!!
There's actually such a way of understanding things?
He took out two more bottles of qi pellets and put them on the desk. Seeing that Cheng Dongfeng was about to take them, he promptly stopped him, saying, "Old Cheng, do me a favor. I'm going to Mount Dadong in two days, so you could watch over Lingzhou City for me."
… …
Jiang He did not return home after he left the Martial Arts Department (MAD), and instead headed to Motor City.
He had money now.
He had to think about buying a car instead of traveling.
When he reached a 4S shop, a pretty, fair-skinned girl quickly approached him with a smile. "Sir, what kind of car would you like to see?"
Jiang He looked around the 4S shop.
It was very deserted.
In the huge 4S shop, there was no one looking at the cars except for him. Several 4S shop staff were gathered together listlessly … In this kind of situation, if he wanted to make a melodramatic plot … it was unlikely that he would slap them in the face.
"What? Business hasn't been good lately? "
Jiang He asked as he looked at the car.
The girl lowered her voice and said, "Recently, there have been a lot of rumors outside saying that the end of the earth is coming. The whole city is in a state of panic. Who would buy a car?"
"Doomsday?"
Unsure how to answer, Jiang He said, "I don't know much about cars either. Could you recommend one for me?"
"No problem, sir. May I know what your occupation is? How many people in the family use the car? What is the purpose of buying the car? "
Jiang He thought about it and answered truthfully, "I'm a farmer and I'm the only one in my family. I usually like to farm and research new varieties of vegetables, and the main reason I bought a car is to transport stuff."
At that, an idea struck Jiang He, and he asked, "I remember there's something called a Raptor pickup truck. Do you sell it here?"
"Sir, are you talking about the Ford Raptor? We're at a BYD store … "
Awkwardly but politely, Jiang He left the BYD store.
There were many 4S shops in Motor City, and Jiang He soon found a red Ford Raptor F150.
The staff enthusiastically introduced the car's performance, data, and other details, but Jiang He waved them off, saying, "Don't talk about useless stuff …"
Patting the trunk of the car, he asked, "How many tons can this car carry?"
"I think the trunk is a little short. Can it be welded?"
"Look at your blank face, and I know you haven't memorized the data seriously …" Jiang He shook his head. The young man was clearly not as pleasing to the eye as the fair-skinned girl.
Whipping out his card, he said, "Forget it. I'll figure it out myself. Help me with the paperwork."
One must say that the 4S shop was quite efficient. Still, there was one question that bored Jiang He during the paperwork.
"Sir, do you have a driver's license?"
Why would he need a driver's license?
Wouldn't it be nice to drive without a license?
"Sir, please drive the car for now. You could come over when it's convenient for you, and our company would arrange for someone to help you with insurance and registration …"
Jiang He got on the car and left.
Feeling out the Raptor's performance and listening to the rumble of its engine, Jiang He nodded in satisfaction, saying, "I could use this car to haul Feral materials when I'm out hunting Ferals …"
Still, Jiang He soon became gloomy.
A blade …
He could not get one.
It was not that the Martial Arts Department (MAD) did not have any blades, but Jiang He was not interested in them. None of the alloy combat blades were of good design and poor quality, and when Jiang He tried to use a D-grade combat blade to cut his own arm, the blade cracked on the spot.
It was fortunate that Bai Feifei, who showed him the combat blade, did not notice it.
To avoid awkwardness, Jiang He did not criticize her about the quality of the combat blade, and instead quietly put it back where it was.
"I only know palm techniques and not blades, so I don't have to rush about a combat blade. According to Bai Feifei, the MAD's armory has just been built, and there aren't many high-grade alloy weapons. I could order A-grade or S-grade alloy weapons if I need them … it's just that they're a little expensive, with an S-grade combat blade starting at around eighty million."
Jiang He complained inwardly.
What a scam.
His goal was to plant a blade.
Was he supposed to spend eighty million or even up to a hundred million just to buy an alloy combat blade as a 'seed'?
"Spending so much money on a blade, I might as well plant my cleaver … eh?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up.
A cleaver?
Stepping on the gas pedal, he hurried home and dug out his cleaver from the kitchen before heading out to his yard.
Dumbo and the Three-tails Demon Cat bristled in fright when they saw Jiang He holding a cleaver, while Jiang He barked, "Alright, stop barking. Come here and dig a hole …"
Dumbo breathed a long sigh and rubbed its belly with its paw, looking fearful.
Then, it scampered to Jiang He and lay down beneath his feet, raising its rump and entering burrow mode. Soon, its two front paws dug out a small hole.
Jiang He put the cleaver in the hole, redeemed a nitrogen fertilizer, and sprinkled some tap water symbolically before burying it.
"As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. Still, the person who said that definitely doesn't know that you reap what you sow …" Jiang He was imagining things. "If I dig a hole and plant a girl in it …"
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