Usually, fireworks needed the approval of the local government.
In order to set off the fireworks, Chen Zhao also went to get a permit from the town government.
It wasn't a public fireworks display, but it was still a medium-sized one.
Plus, thousands of dollars of fireworks wasn't a small amount.
Chen Zhao, Karim, Howard, and Kane spent two days sitting on a simple wooden platform on the lake.
The whole family gathered in the front yard. The beautiful fireworks rose above the lake and were reflected on it at the same time.
The scene was as beautiful as a poem. Little Gerlyn leaned in Chen Zhao's arms, her eyes wide open.
She stared blankly at the flowers blooming one after another. After a while, Gerlyn began to squeal excitedly.
Chen Zhao held Fali with one hand. He was filled with satisfaction.
Everyone's heart was at peace and at peace.
It was a subtle atmosphere. The whole family just stood there.
They enjoyed this moment of contentment.
After the fireworks, everyone gathered at another table and began to chat while eating and drinking.
"Chen, what meat is this? It tastes good. Beef? Isn't it … pork? "Winnip asked in confusion.
"No, it's not a common animal," Chen Zhao said.
"Can you provide it to the supermarket?" Winnip asked.
"No," Chen Zhao said helplessly. "It's too rare."
Chen Zhao's spatial ring stored a few hundred tons of meat from magical creatures or Hell creatures.
But if it was to be provided to the supermarket, it wouldn't be enough.
For example, Mara Supermarket sold almost 30 tons of meat a day.
Americans loved meat very much. It was an indispensable food on America's dining table.
It was also the biggest meat consumer. America consumed 40 million tons of meat every year.
What did this mean? It was equivalent to 100 kilograms of human meat every year.
"You can't supply it?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded. "I don't even have enough for one percent of the supermarket's needs. I'll leave it for my family."
"Okay." Winnip wasn't an unreasonable person.
She was only trying it out with a probing attitude.
At night, Chen Zhao said to Fali, "Fali, I'm going out for 24 hours tomorrow. Some special friends need me to visit too."
"Okay, I understand."
…
The next day, Chen Zhao went to Hell.
It was Beelzebub Zofee who had summoned him to Hell.
When Chen Zhao arrived in Hell, he realized that he didn't go to Obsidian Castle today.
Glancing around, this was also a castle, but the scale was much smaller than Obsidian Castle.
"Highlord, why didn't you summon me at Obsidian Castle today?"
Beelzebub Zofee stood before Chen Zhao. "Obsidian Castle is being renovated and expanded."
"Obsidian Castle is already so big. Do you still want to expand it?"
"Because my territory has doubled, so of course I have to double the size of the castle."
"That makes sense."
Chen Zhao took out a large pile of octopus and twisted monster meat.
"It's for you."
"For me?" Beelzebub Zofee looked at Chen Zhao in confusion.
"Today is the first day after the festival in my hometown. According to the local customs, we have to visit our relatives and friends on the first day and give gifts."
"I see. I'll accept it then."
These things were nothing to Beelzebub Zofee.
However, Chen Zhao couldn't not give a gift just because it was nothing. Chen Zhao's gift was still his sincerity.
"I heard from Obitos that you've declared war on other lords again?"
"That's right." Zofee didn't hide it. "That lord is just a demon without any subordinates, but he has a Spring of Life."
"Spring of Life?"
"That's spring water that can directly increase the vitality of living creatures. It's a treasure that only I can occupy. Those lowly bastards don't have the right to have it."
Chen Zhao was interested. He didn't care who Zofee declared war on.
If demons didn't fight, would they still be demons?
This was their nature.
Chen Zhao was more interested in the Spring of Life.
"How much vitality can it increase?"
The vitality of any living creature represented the person's lifespan.
"Not necessarily. For example, if I drink enough Spring of Life, I can increase my lifespan by 3,000 years."
Chen Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air. "How long could you have lived?"
"5,000 years."
Such a Greater Demon Overlord could casually live for as long as the history of mankind.
"What if it's a human?"
"I don't know. No human has ever drunk the Spring of Life. Different species and different demons drink the Spring of Life and obtain different vitality. Some demons drink the Spring of Life and obtain a mere one or two years of life."
"There's a limited amount of Spring of Life, right?"
"I don't know exactly how much, but I'll reserve some for you," Zofee said.
"Thank you, then."
Chen Zhao didn't have to worry about not having enough food at Zofee's place.
Zofee and Orris's appetites were dozens of times bigger than Chen Zhao's.
When night fell in Hell, Chen Zhao sat on a platform in the castle, playing the zither.
Just then, he heard a voice behind him.
The music suddenly stopped and the voice came from behind.
"Why did you stop?"
"Come and drink. This is the wine I brewed."
Chen Zhao turned around and saw the handsome young man standing there quietly.
Under the Crimson Moon, the light shone on him but he seemed so holy.
"How come you're here?" the handsome man asked curiously.
"It's a festival in my hometown. On the first day after the festival, I'm going to visit my family and friends, so I'm here to drink with you."
The handsome man sat before Chen Zhao and picked up the glass to drink.
"I know you must've drunk better wine than this, but don't say it's bad."
"No, it's very good," the handsome man said.
"The Tower of Trials you gave me last time was very interesting and useful. Thank you."
"No, it's not a gift, so you shouldn't say thank you." The handsome man took out his phone and handed it to Chen Zhao. "You can contact me with this phone and talk to me."
"Human and Hell?"
"Yes, I found someone to make it."
"Uh …"
Chen Zhao took the phone and tried dialing the only number saved in it, 666.
The phone rang from the handsome man.
Just then, the handsome man suddenly looked behind Chen Zhao. "The owner of this place is here. I should go."
"Oh, goodbye … Talk to you later."
"Okay … Talk to you later."
Just then, Beelzebub Zofee walked over from behind.
"Human, were you playing a musical instrument from the human world just now?"
"Yeah. Do you want to listen?"
"Forget it. I can't appreciate it."
At the moment, a certain person was in the sky, muttering, "So tasteless."
Zofee didn't know what was going on in a certain person's mind.
If he did, he would probably pee his pants.
"You're going back to the human world soon, right? I have some things here. Bring them to Obitos for me."
"Sure."
Chen Zhao agreed quickly, but when he saw what Beelzebub Zofee had prepared, his face darkened.
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