Chapter 12
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A few minutes later, Chen's cellphone vibrated.
Ding! [Yanwang has agreed to add you as a friend.]
Chen focused his gaze and his face turned serious.
As the saying goes, if Yanwang wants you dead by midnight, no one will dare to keep you alive until midnight.
He should never treat this god lightly.
Chen: Hello, Yanwang.
Yanwang: Yes. What's the matter?
Chen: The thing is, I heard from Zhu Bajie that I can borrow your power to increase the strength of ordinary people. So …
Yanwang: Since Zhu Bajie introduced you to me, you should know the rules, right? (Three smiling emojis)
"Yanwang is using emojis … Do you have to be so cute …?"
Chen: I understand. I'm willing to give you delicious food as a reward. But, what kind of food do you like?
Yanwang: I don't care about the taste, but it must be something new! I'm sick of normal food! (Three cold emojis)
Chen: Alright. Let me think about it, Yanwang.
Yanwang: I'm going to the eighteenth level of hell for a meeting. You better get it done within five minutes. (Three clock emojis)
"Erm …"
Chen was stunned. Then, he got really nervous.
It was eleven at night. He was sitting in a taxi. All the shops were closed. Where was he supposed to find food for Yanwang in five minutes?
"Eh?"
Just when Chen was getting really nervous, he noticed that the driver had half a packet of leftover spicy sticks in his pocket.
Screw it! I'll just have to try my best!
Chen did not want to miss this opportunity. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Sir, can you sell me your spicy sticks?"
"Huh?"
The driver was shocked. Then, he laughed and said, "This is not something valuable. I've already eaten half of it. If you don't mind, you can take it."
Then, he passed the half-pack of spicy sticks to Chen.
"Thank you so much!"
Chen took the spicy sticks and started to figure out how to send it to Yanwang.
When he clicked on the 'Send Red Envelope' option, there was a 'Receive' option. When he clicked on it again, the camera emitted a beam of spiritual light.
* Swoosh * The spicy sticks were kept in the Red Envelope.
Send!
Ding! [You have sent a Red Envelope to Yanwang.]
"Damn! It's so easy to send something? Isn't this too magical? "
Chen was amazed.
However, as soon as he sent out the red envelope, he began to regret it.
The other party was the King of Hell!
Wouldn't it be too childish to send half a packet of Spicy Gluten over?
If he pissed off the old man, he would draw a red cross on the Book of Life and Death. Chen would die young.
Time ticked by.
Chen was sweating profusely. "Buddha bless me! Even if the King of Hell doesn't like it, please don't get angry! If not, I'm done for!"
Ding!
His cell phone rang. Chen's heart was in his throat.
However, when he plucked up the courage to check the message, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Yanwang: Too! Good! Eat! La! (Drooling emojis)
Yanwang: Fellow cultivator! What's the name of your food? This King has never eaten it before! This taste was simply too refreshing!
Yanwang: Fellow cultivator! Do you still have this kind of delicacy? Can you give This King a little more? This King hasn't had enough yet!
Yanwang: Fellow cultivator … fellow cultivator, are you still there? Please reply as soon as you see it!
Looking at the message that popped up on his screen, Chen started to doubt his life.
The King of Hell was going crazy over half a packet of spicy gluten!
This is so unfair! Really?!
Chen calmed himself down and replied: That food is called spicy gluten. It's very, very rare. I don't have it with me anymore. If I have the chance to get it in the future, I will definitely give it to the King of Hell.
Chen was not stupid. Since the King of Hell loved the spicy gluten, he would make it even more precious.
This way, the King of Hell would be even more grateful to him. At the same time, he would look forward to eating spicy gluten even more!
It would be much easier for him to ask the King of Hell for help in the future!
Yes, this is called hunger marketing!
Yanwang: Too bad … Precious items are always so rare … (Three disappointed emojis) But, you are my friend! Ding!
[You received a Red Envelope from Yanwang. You have received a high-tier Netherspirit Battlescouter. It has been stored inside your treasure chest.]
Chen was overjoyed when he saw it.
Netherspirit Battlescouter!
Just the name alone was enough to make one feel as though it was super cool!
The most important thing was that it only took him half a packet of spicy gluten to get it. That was so awesome!
Yanwang: I have to go to a meeting now. I can't talk to you anymore. The next time you get spicy gluten, you must save it for me! (Three drooling emojis)
Chen could not wait to open his treasure chest.
[High-tier Netherspirit Battlescouter. Made by the King of Hell himself. It's a basic Netherspirit Battlescouter with more functions!] [Do you want to use it?]
"This thing can be separated into normal and high-tier? It seems like the King of Hell treats me as a friend. "Chen grinned.
Use it!
He pointed his finger at the treasure chest. Immediately, a blue light shot out from the treasure chest and went straight into Chen's left eye.
In an instant, everything in the surroundings turned a deep blue!
Countless ancient characters from the underworld were spinning in Chen's eye. It was like a river that had been flowing for thousands of years. It was brewing a mysterious power.
These characters eventually formed into the shape of a disc. It looked like an ancient formation. It was completely hidden in Chen's left eye.
When everything returned to normal, more than ten minutes had passed.
"Young man, we have arrived at Green Vine University. Why are you spacing out? Young man … "The driver shouted for a long time.
"Erm … How much?"
Chen rubbed his stiff face.
For the past ten minutes, it was as if his soul had been sucked out of his body. Finally, he could feel it.
"Eighteen Yuan." The driver said.
"Alright. Keep the change … Eh?" Chen took out twenty Yuan and handed it to the driver. He was stunned when he raised his head and looked at the driver. Ding!
[Cultivation: 0. Health: 1. Combat power: 5]
A line of blue words appeared in Chen's left eye. There was also a small arrow pointing at the driver.
"This must be one of the functions of the Netherspirit Battlescouter! So, this driver is a weakling! Hahaha! "
Chen was very happy.
"What about my own combat power?"
Ding! [Cultivation: 0. Health: 1. Combat power: 4]
"Damn! You can't do this to me. I can't even compare to a weakling … "Chen's face turned red. He was even more determined to improve his combat power!
After paying the driver, Chen got off the car and walked towards the school gate.
Suddenly, he saw a group of men who looked like gangsters surrounding a woman at the corner of the wall beside the entrance of the school.
If it was another woman, Chen might not have bothered. But, this woman was someone he had to take care of!
Because, she was Chen's class counselor!
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