The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 884 - 588: Mengpo Distillery (Part 2)

Liu Zheng pinched her nose humorously, peeling off a layer of skin and flesh.

"Uh..."

He nonchalantly pasted it back.

The corners of the Red Ghost’s mouth twitched slightly, but it said nothing, as the kids often lose bits and pieces while playing anyway.

"Let’s talk in the warehouse."

It led Liu Zheng to the warehouse.

"Where’s my coat?"

The Red Ghost asked.

"Here."

Liu Zheng took the coat out from the Headless Mandarin Duck Pouch.

The Red Ghost received the coat, rubbing its large hand over the fabric’s texture.

"You found a good tailor."

It remarked.

"Of course, I never do things half-heartedly."

Liu Zheng said proudly.

"Indeed. What do you want?"

The Red Ghost asked.

"Two things, the first is to borrow so fire."

He ntioned the Tomb Guardian’s commission.

"My fire isn’t suitable for that."

The Red Ghost shook its head.

"Alright then. The second thing, I’d like you to help deal with this."

Liu Zheng took out the Bamboo Wine Ladle.

"He sure favors you."

The Red Ghost glanced at it and said.

"No, actually you’re really good at... well, pushing limits."

It used a trendy and precise term.

Ordinary cultists wouldn’t receive so much "attention" even during large rituals, but Liu Zheng seed to be practically under the Divine’s eyelid, hence absurd.

"Can you bla for that? I never asked for His favor."

Liu Zheng said, pouting.

"Becoming His offspring cos with His ’favor’, whether you like it or not."

"However, do you really want to deal with it?"

It pointed at the Bamboo Wine Ladle and said.

"What do you an?"

"That Du Kang Wine Workshop indeed has so capability, extracting a lot from what He buried deep within your essence, making you step further away from complete transformation. But similarly, your power from Him will be weakened because of it."

The Red Ghost explained.

"I’ll try."

Liu Zheng imdiately acted, cutting off a small section of the tentacle with a knife.

"It really weakened."

He frowned at the gradually healing wound.

Though compared to ordinary people, the recovery speed was still incredible, it was at least a third slower than before.

"So do you still want to deal with it?"

The Red Ghost asked.

"Let think for a mont."

Liu Zheng paced in place.

The Red Ghost nodded, refraining from disturbing him further.

"Let’s deal with it then."

Liu Zheng, after pondering for a while, said.

Firstly, he did need to pay nightmares for purchasing beverages.

Secondly, as the Red Ghost had ntioned last ti, given the current concentration of his Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline, absorbing that "Dark Algae" would definitely lead to irreversible transformation into a true kin.

But if the concentration of his bloodline is reduced first, wouldn’t it then be relatively safe to absorb the "Dark Algae"?

Although the reduction of a third in recovery speed was painful, as long as the "Blood and Flesh Rebirth" ability remained, there would be other ways to compensate.

"Since you insist."

The Red Ghost inserted his hand into his chest, taking out a hamr and a sickle.

He scraped the sickle’s blade on the hamr, sparking a fire that fell into the Bamboo Wine Ladle.

A ghostly blue fla ignited, with a rich fragrance of wine spreading through the warehouse.

"Hmm..."

The Red Ghost couldn’t help but sniff.

"Want a drink?"

Liu Zheng asked when he saw it.

"Normal wine is useless to ."

The Red Ghost affird through denial.

"Du Kang Wine Workshop has special wines for Spiritual Bodies."

"Hmm... stocking up on wine isn’t a bad idea."

The Red Ghost imdiately changed its tune.

"Any preferred type?"

"Spirits, the stronger the better."

The Red Ghost said.

"Alright."

While the two were chatting, the fla in the Bamboo Wine Ladle slowly extinguished.

The liquid, originally as black as ink, turned into a semi-transparent vapor, swirling within the ladle without dissipating.

"Is it done?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It’s done."

The Red Ghost nodded.

"Alright, I’m heading out then."

He turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute."

The Red Ghost called after him and then found a book from the warehouse.

"I don’t have much here that suits you, but you can take this to exchange with those remnants of the Third Reich for sothing."

It handed the book to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng took the book. On the cover was a middle-aged man staring ahead, sporting a toothbrush mustache and sleek, oily hair parted to one side.

Next to the portrait was a string of handwritten letters, probably the author’s signature.

"Thank you, mighty Red Ghost."

Liu Zheng thanked.

"When I do sothing, I never half-ass it."

The Red Ghost seed to chuckle.

Leaving the sewer, he sped back to the Du Kang Wine Workshop in his sports car.

He knocked on the stone stelae again, and Feng Jizi quickly appeared at the door.

"My little friend, did you manage it?"

He asked.

"I think so, have a look."

Liu Zheng took out the bamboo wine scoop.

"Hmm, the impurities have indeed been refined. But this thod is a bit too rough, even the ’wine essence’ has been refined quite a bit."

Feng Jizi said with so regret.

That was ’wine essence’ refined through the nightmares of the Evil God, a re whiff of which was enough to brew a bottle of fine gold-label wine.

"There’s no helping it, it’s hard to have the best of both worlds."

He didn’t mind too much.

Liu Zheng wasn’t a businessman; he didn’t have the ntality that losing out on a dollar was a loss, as long as the gains exceeded the expenditure, it was fine.

"Hmm, such magnanimity of the young, the old man is quite ashad. Wonderful, wonderful. Please co in."

Feng Jizi said approvingly.

Liu Zheng stepped into the Du Kang Wine Workshop once more, but this ti it wasn’t the bamboo grove he saw, but countless giant wine vats, standing at the edge of one with Feng Jizi.

The wine vats were endless, stretching in all directions without end.

And underneath the vats were all sorts of ingredients for brewing, like grains, grapes, juniper berries, tequila, and more.

As for what lay beneath the ingredients, he couldn’t see.

"In light of the high quality of the ’wine essence’ you provided, I specifically requested buyer benefits from the workshop owner. These vats lead to different factory zones, and you can purchase the first drink in the first factory zone you visit at a ten percent discount."

Feng Jizi said.

"Mighty senior! Long live senior!"

Liu Zheng made a gesture of utmost reverence.

"Haha, no need for such formality. You’ve also brought good business; we’re just helping each other out."

Feng Jizi helped him up and said.

"Gratitude is still in order though. Cough cough, any tips, senior?"

He said in a low voice.

"None. The vats have been magically blocked by the vat master; it’s all down to luck where you end up."

Feng Jizi replied.

"Then this one at my feet it is."

Liu Zheng said.

Since cheating was out of the question, he couldn’t be bothered to choose; they were all the sa.

"Alright, then please jump down, my little friend."

Feng Jizi nodded.

"Sure thing, see you later!"

He hollered and jumped straight down.

Unexpectedly, there was no sense of weightlessness, and he appeared right in front of a factory building.

Towering chimneys spewed out scorching steam, which cooled rapidly, forming layered clouds in the sky.

"Congratulations, my little friend."

Feng Jizi’s voice ca from behind him.

"Why should I be congratulated, senior?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This is the ng Po Distillery, one of our top ten distilleries at Du Kang, specializing in brewing delicious wine for spiritual bodies."

Feng Jizi replied.

"Ah, so that’s it, my luck’s indeed pretty good."

He smiled.

The Red Ghost, Tomb Guardian, and Red Pig all needed the fine wines consud by spiritual bodies, and this rare type of wine was inherently more valuable than ordinary wines.

"This way, my little friend."

Feng Jizi led the way, bringing Liu Zheng to the front of the factory building.

Passing by buildings labeled "Granary," "Cellar," and "Distillation Workshop," they arrived in front of a bungalow.

"This is the administrative building of the distillery."

Feng Jizi introduced.

"Senior, I haven’t read much, don’t trick . Isn’t it only considered a building if it’s more than two stories?"

He squinted suspiciously.

Liu Zheng stepped into the Du Kang Wine Workshop once more, but this ti it wasn’t the bamboo grove he saw, but countless giant wine vats, standing at the edge of one with Feng Jizi.

The wine vats were endless, stretching in all directions without end.