Chapter 795: Chapter 795
"Annoying human, what are you doing here again?"
The French Plane Tree’s tone was still so disdainful.
"I’ve brought something nice for you."
Liu Zheng said with a smile, then unfastened the Legendary Takeout Box.
"Did you bring me wine?"
The French Plane Tree asked excitedly.
"Uh, no wine, there’s a major shortage lately, I’d have to restock if you want wine."
"What good stuff could you possibly have then?"
The French Plane Tree was greatly disappointed.
"Unlucky Coffee’s drinks and desserts, that’s not bad, right?"
He took out the share he prepared for the French Plane Tree, placing it on the Black Soil.
"It’s okay, I guess. This stuff might have some flavor for you animals, but for us plants, it’s pretty much like water."
The French Plane Tree said with a bit of a pout.
"So you’re saying you don’t want it?"
Liu Zheng made a move as if to take it back.
"Who said I don’t want it."
A black root burst through the soil, wrapping both the drink and dessert into the Black Soil.
"After you’ve taken so many things from me, giving me a little compensation is only fair."
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"It’s taking! Just taking! Not calling you a bandit human is already pretty good."
The French Plane Tree suddenly got agitated.
"Alright, alright, as long as you’re happy. Anyway, facts speak louder than words."
After all, he was a primate, and arguing with a booze-loving plant—even if he won—it was still a loss of face.
"Hmph, just tell me, deceitful human, what are you going to take from me this time?"
The French Plane Tree asked.
"Look at you, can’t I just simply visit an old friend?"
Liu Zheng’s gaze wandered.
"First of all, I’m not your friend."
"Secondly, we’ve only known each other for a few days. For a tree, that’s hardly different from a first meeting."
"Finally, I’ve seen plenty of your little tricks. I often hang food on my branches to attract those dumb birds and then catch them."
"Do I look like a dumb bird to you?"
The French Plane Tree sneered.
"At least not right now."
Of course, it might be different once it evolves into a Phoenix.
"Shall I tell you then?"
"If it’s an excessive request, I’ll beat you up. Don’t blame me for not warning you."
The French Plane Tree threatened.
"It’s not excessive, not excessive at all. I just wanted to ask for some roots and bark to make a coffin, that’s all."
Liu Zheng said with a cheeky grin.
"Three coffins in seven days—does everyone who knows you die quickly? How come you haven’t ended up in one yourself?"
The French Plane Tree rolled its eyes.
"The cemetery’s still counting on me to work, so for now, they don’t want to take me in. By the way, has anyone been snooping around you recently?"
"Yes, but I saw that guy was full of death, all rotting flesh, didn’t look tasty at all, so I couldn’t be bothered."
The French Plane Tree replied.
"After all, they’re from the funeral home."
Liu Zheng explained his deal with the funeral home.
"Just for some secret technique, you sold me out? Indeed, humans are unreliable."
The French Plane Tree grumbled.
"As if you could hide your activities from anyone. They’ve had an eye on you for a long time, just haven’t updated their info because of your recent changes."
"Moreover, without me, would you have been able to change so much in such a short time?"
He retorted, standing his ground.
Talk to humans like a human, to ghosts like a ghost; you need different attitudes to communicate with different personalities.
For instance, with people like Niu Ma, Red Ghost, or Doctor Nile, there’s no need to say much; the less you mention, the more they remember.
Of course, bickering is a different story.
But when dealing with people like the French Plane Tree, Guo Koutangzi, or Wang Manni, you have to repeatedly emphasize your contributions; otherwise, they’ll really think they’re the ones being shortchanged.
Similarly, when facing small fry at the bottom tier, playing the sheep in wolf’s clothing will likely have you mistaken for a sheep—you’d need to show your cards and intimidate directly.
The French Plane Tree couldn’t argue and could only express its discontent with a snort.
"My esteemed French Noble, the noble Mr. Delago, could you magnanimously give me a bit of branch and bark, since once you evolve into a Phoenix, they’ll be useless anyway."
Seeing he had the upper hand verbally, Liu Zheng softened his stance.
"Do you think those are just branches and bark? That’s my essence shed."
"Once it’s shed, it’s just dead skin."
"Dead skin is still flesh. Truly exhausted situations can be replenished."
The French Plane Tree was still somewhat unwilling.
"But you don’t have any truly exhausted moments now. With your current strength, if an enemy strong enough to exhaust you were to come, even a last-ditch effort would likely still fail. In such cases, wouldn’t I and the help I bring have to be relied upon?"
Liu Zheng pointed out bluntly.
"Who knows if you and your help can be trusted?"
The French Plane Tree muttered.
"But you definitely can’t be relied upon. Plus, we’ve already helped each other to this extent, it’s a bit late to talk about trust issues now, isn’t it?"
His words remained sharp.
"I... annoying humans."
The French Plane Tree was left speechless, simply burying its face into its trunk.
"Oh dear, I’m about to head to Du Kang Wine Workshop, said to be the best winery in the Metropolis, crafting wines even gods get drunk on. It’s a rare opportunity, so I thought I’d bring some back for my friends as well."
"But my finances are limited, so I can only fulfill one friend’s request. I wonder who the lucky one will be~"