The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 536: Then prevent the audit, change it immediately

"What doesn’t tropolis have? You’re such an ignorant kid."

The Fisherman took the chance to mock him.

"Do they have temples?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Of course they do, but not in the physical realm."

The Fisherman replied.

"Then where are they?"

"I advise you not to ask, kid."

The Fisherman eyed him up and down.

"With your flimsy tricks, you’re far from capable of dealing with those bald donkeys. If you end up getting converted by them, the favor I owe you will beco null and void."

"As thanks for the little help you’ve given , I’ll make sure to chop you up before feeding you to the fish."

He said coldly.

"From what you’re saying, it sounds like you have a grudge against those monks?"

"Hmph, those bastards claid I had a ’fate entwined with Buddhism’ and wanted to coax into joining their order as so kind of Dharma Protector. I was young back then and not strong enough. If not for so folks from the Security Departnt passing by and driving them off, they might have succeeded."

The Fisherman said bitterly.

"Becoming a Dharma Protector doesn’t sound too bad, does it? At least it’s gotta be better than being a fish pond owner here,"

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"What the hell do you know? Do you even know what being a Dharma Protector involves?"

"What does it involve?"

He asked.

"Hmph, do you know how they create the golden body?"

The Fisherman countered.

"Nope."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"First, the monk’s corpse is seated in a jar. The body is placed in ditative posture inside a specially made ceramic jar, surrounded by charcoal, li, spices, and other items to remove moisture and prevent decay, then sealed and buried. Years later, it’s unsealed to check—the process is deed successful if the body is intact and incorrupt."

"After taking out the monk’s corpse, it’s sterilized and cleaned, then wrapped with two layers of gauze, which is then coated with raw lacquer."

"Once the lacquer dries, they’ll fill gaps and shape the body using ash paste, then coat it with two more layers of raw lacquer over the shaped ’corpse Buddha.’ Finally, the outermost layer will be covered with gold leaf."

"Through these six steps, the monk’s corpse is transford into what’s called the ’golden body.’"

The Fisherman explained matter-of-factly.

"So they wanted to turn you into a golden body?"

"Exactly. Those old bald donkeys even told that after achieving the golden body, I’d beco immortal. Hell, I’m already an Immortal Species, why would I need their help with that? Fix their damn mud toes!"

The Fisherman cursed furiously.

"So they got driven away, and they never ca looking for you again?"

Liu Zheng asked.

His understanding of monks in real life was that they were extrely persistent—not only were they far from detached from worldly concerns, but they also clung to appearances fervently.

"They didn’t co back. Maybe they were scared off. After all, quite a few of them died that day."

The Fisherman thought for a mont and said.

"I doubt it."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"Why do you think they targeted you?"

He pondered before asking.

"Can you stop phrasing it so ambiguously, kid? It’s probably because of my racial talent."

The Fisherman shot him a glare.

Although he was often fond of bragging, he still had a clear sense of self-awareness in crucial monts.

"How many individuals of your species are there?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"In tropolis, it’s probably just and the Sea Girl. There might be others in the rmaid Kingdom, but that’s beyond the range of my bloodline perception, so I’m not sure."

The Fisherman replied.

"Then you better be careful. They might target the Sea Girl."

He warned.

"Those bald donkeys wouldn’t dare!"

The Fisherman erupted in rage.

"If they dared co for you while you were still up top, why wouldn’t they now that you’re in the sewers? And if they managed to convert the Sea Girl, what could you do—tear down their temples or burn their scriptures?"

Liu Zheng taunted.

"Which side are you even on, kid?"

The Fisherman glared at him discontentedly.

"I’m just stating the facts."

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

Given how familiar their relationship was, there was no need for him to beat around the bush.

If the Fisherman retaliated against him for this, there wouldn’t be any point in continuing to deal with him in the future.

Sure enough, after glaring at him, the Fisherman rely stayed silent and lowered his head in thought.

"This is bad!"

He suddenly exclaid.

"What’s wrong?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I just rembered—the bald donkeys ca after not long after I completed my coming-of-age ritual. And the Sea Girl’s birthday was just last month."

The Fisherman explained.

"Hah? So she’s only just beco an adult?"

Hearing this, Liu Zheng’s expression turned odd.

Given her figure and temperant, one could easily mistake her for a mature woman.

"You better not be thinking sothing filthy!"

The Fisherman’s face darkened as he asked.

"No, I’m not. Don’t accuse falsely."

Liu Zheng denied it flatly.

This ti, he couldn’t afford to admit it—otherwise, the Fisherman might beat him up, and Sha Jiang certainly wouldn’t bother to intervene.

"Hmph, you better not be. Now, go and bring her to the sewer for ."

The Fisherman commanded.

"? Why?"

Liu Zheng pointed at himself in confusion.

"Because I’ve helped you out so much, kid. Besides, if you manage to bring her here, I’ll reward you generously."

The Fisherman promised enticingly.

"I an, why would she listen to ?"

"Don’t you two get along well? Played board gas together, went fishing, even shared so loot."

The Fisherman said.

"That’s just a friendship, nothing more. What makes you think soone she’s only known for a few days could nd decades’ worth of issues between you two?"

Liu Zheng said, exasperated.

"I don’t care. Think of sothing. If she gets turned into so kind of Dharma Protector Celestial Lady, you can forget about coming back to the sewer for the rest of your life."

The Fisherman said unreasonably.

Although Liu Zheng had indeed gained the sewer’s approval, his status was still far below the Fisherman’s.

At the very least, if a fight broke out, the sewer would certainly side with the Fisherman.