The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 882 - 587: Our Mother, Our Lord, Our Origin, Our Des

Amidst a dizzying swirl, by the ti he awoke, he was already in a bamboo forest.

"How do you feel, young friend?"

Feng Jizi asked beside him, holding the bamboo wine ladle that was the last thing Liu Zheng had seen.

"I’m okay, just have a bit of a headache."

Liu Zheng said, holding his head.

System alerts popped up wildly before his eyes. To avoid missing important information, he had to scroll through them one by one despite feeling uncomfortable.

Fortunately, most of them were "Rationality Drop Immunity Successful," with only one stating, "Player’s Spirit severely traumatized, Spiritual Attribute permanently decreased by 5 points, temporarily decreased by 10 points, lasting 24 hours."

"Damn!"

Temporary decrease was one thing, but the permanent decrease really hurt.

Liu Zheng already had a low Spiritual Attribute, and now it dropped him back to square one.

Once the Legendary Armor’s boosts wore off, his Spiritual Attribute would be below even an average person’s.

"This is a symptom of ntal exhaustion. No worries, take so calming dicine pills and get good sleep for a few days, and you’ll be fine."

Feng Jizi comforted him.

"Getting a few good night’s sleep is harder for than coming to your wine house to buy stock."

Liu Zheng said with a squint.

Besides being able to sleep a little at night, orders continue endlessly even if he doesn’t arrange for them.

"Every line of work has its difficulties; young people need perseverance. As the heavens move, the gentleman should strive unceasingly."

Feng Jizi couldn’t help but admonish.

Indeed, the Chinese from any era can’t help but love to preach.

"Senior, isn’t that quote from a different era?"

Liu Zheng squinted.

The phrase ca from the "Images" Chapter of "Yi Zhuan", famously attributed to Confucius.

But even if it wasn’t written by Confucius, it’s definitely from a ti later than the Shang and Zhou periods.

"I only said I saw King Wu of Zhou attacking King Shang Emperor Xin when I was young, not that I moved into the tropolis at that ti."

"Although I can’t rember clearly, I should have left my holand before and after the Eastern Han."

Feng Jizi said.

"Alright, I’ll consider you to be knowledgeable. So, senior, has my nightmare paynt succeeded?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It’s halfway succeeded. As for the other half, you’ve really given a tough job."

Feng Jizi said with a bitter smile.

He extended the bamboo wine ladle in front of Liu Zheng, showing it filled with crystal-clear liquid, with a drop of ink slowly and decisively seeping into it.

"Once the bamboo wine ladle turns completely black, not only will the brewed wine be ruined, but the collected beautiful dream will also beco a nightmare."

He sighed deeply.

Not only did he not receive the ticket money, but also had to bear many nightmares and fine wines as a loss. A great misfortune indeed.

"Can’t nightmares also be brewed into wine?"

"You have to subdue the nightmare first. If I had known you’d heard that one’s Gospel, I would have given it to you free rather than let you try the nightmare trial."

Feng Jizi said with a wry face.

"Ignorant ones don’t get blad, right?"

Liu Zheng turned around to comfort him.

"So, what about my wine purchase?"

"Hard to say."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

If he had paid at least one nightmare, Feng Jizi might have found a reason to gift him a few bottles.

But now not only did Liu Zheng fail to pay his nightmare, he even locked up many of the stock, so it’s good enough not to make him pay compensation.

"So what do we do? I’m in a hurry to report back. Senior, you have to think of sothing for the junior."

He played the rascal.

"What can I do? The only thing left is to entrust it to the wine house and see how the master decides."

Feng Jizi said helplessly.

"How long approximately will that take?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Around two to three days."

"That’s too long, I can’t wait."

Two to three days and his vacation would be over; there’s no ti for ghost wines.

"Then I really have no way."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

"I do have a thod that might solve this problem."

He said as his eyes rolled.

"What’s the thod?"

Feng Jizi asked.

"I know soone familiar, an expert at dealing with these weird things. Why not hand it over to him instead?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Then quickly invite him over."

"He can’t co; anyone wishing to et him has to visit him instead."

He shook his head.

"So troubleso?"

Feng Jizi furrowed his brows.

"All hermits are like this. Look at , didn’t I have to co and visit you to et, senior?"

Liu Zheng cheekily threw in a complint.

"You an to have go with you to visit, young friend?"

"That would be best. But I could also take the items to find that expert and then bring them back fixed to you."

He suggested.

"That..."

Feng Jizi hesitated.

"Senior, if you’re not assured, I can leave these behind as collateral."

Liu Zheng took out several Perfect Quality items.

"Didn’t expect young friend’s wealth to be so ample."

Feng Jizi’s expression shifted.

"The more you work, the more you earn, prosperity through hard work, right? That’s how it is where we co from."

"Is young friend implying sarcasm?"

Feng Jizi detected the underlying tone.

"No, not at all, senior, you heard wrong."

Liu Zheng denied it outright.

"Forget it. Let go and ask for permissions. You just stay here and don’t wander off."

Feng Jizi pondered for a few seconds and said.

"Rest assured and go. I can’t move even if I want to right now."

He tried moving just now but found he lost control of everything below the neck.

"Hmm."

Feng Jizi slightly nodded and drifted away.

His hands behind his back, loose robe sleeves fluttering in the wind, appearing effortlessly elegant.

"The ancestors are always impressive. I wonder if he’ll bring back so oranges for to eat later?"

After so random thoughts, Liu Zheng fell into a deep sleep.

This ti, he didn’t have a single dream until Feng Jizi ca back and woke him up.

"Congratulations, young friend. The master has acceded to your request."

Feng Jizi said with a smile.

"That’s great. Thank you, senior, for your generous assistance."

Liu Zheng expressed gratitude.

Obviously, Feng Jizi must have put in a lot of good words for him.

"We are all people far from ho, so we should watch out for each other."

Feng Jizi did not deny it, handing the bamboo wine ladle to him.

As expected, no item description popped up.

"Quickly go and return, young friend. If this item remains outside the wine house for too long, it might lose its spirituality."

Feng Jizi cautioned.

"Rest assured, senior, I won’t let you down."

Liu Zheng assured with a pat on his chest.

He tried to get up, realizing after the nap he had regained control over his body, although still not very nimble, as if drunk.

Moving around was fine; fighting would be difficult.

"Senior, can you help cure the aftereffects? The road is unsafe, and I don’t mind dying, but I fear delaying your matters."

He shalessly said.

"You lazybones, you’re a lot like my third brother."

Feng Jizi chuckled.

He reached into his wide sleeve, fumbled for a while, and then took out a small, black pill.

"Take it."

Feng Jizi said.

"This isn’t sothing you just mashed together, is it, senior?"

Liu Zheng squinted.

"You rascal, are you taking it or not? If not, I’ll take it back."

Feng Jizi glared, finally showing the dignity of an ancestor.

"I’ll take it, I’ll take it. Isn’t that okay?"

Liu Zheng hurriedly accepted the pill, and the item description imdiately popped up.

"Na: Refreshing Mind Pill (Disposable)"

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Good"

"Effect: Upon use, removes negative effects caused by severe ntal trauma."

"Note: One pill refreshes the mind, two boost spirits, three cause food poisoning."

"Usable outside the instance: Yes"

"So it was freshly made after all?!"

He grimaced a bit but steeled himself and swallowed the Refreshing Mind Pill.

"Item effective; player’s ntal negative status lifted."

With the system alert sound, Liu Zheng felt a clarity in his mind, and the splitting headache diminished greatly as the "Spiritual Attribute temporarily decreased by 10 points" status was cleared.

"Thank you, senior."

He cupped his fists in gratitude.

"No need for thanks, hurry on your way."