Chapter 882: Chapter 882
Amidst a dizzying swirl, by the time he awoke, he was already in a bamboo forest. This update is available on novelFirｅ.net
"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."
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 mental exhaustion. No worries, take some calming medicine 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 me 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?"
The phrase came 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 time 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 Metropolis at that time."
"Although I can’t remember clearly, I should have left my homeland before and after the Eastern Han."
"Alright, I’ll consider you to be knowledgeable. So, senior, has my nightmare payment succeeded?"
"It’s halfway succeeded. As for the other half, you’ve really given me 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 become a nightmare."
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 blamed, right?"
Liu Zheng turned around to comfort him.
"So, what about my wine purchase?"
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 something 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?"
"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 time for ghost wines.
"Then I really have no way."
Feng Jizi shook his head.
"I do have a method that might solve this problem."
He said as his eyes rolled.
"I know someone familiar, an expert at dealing with these weird things. Why not hand it over to him instead?"
"Then quickly invite him over."
"He can’t come; anyone wishing to meet him has to visit him instead."
Feng Jizi furrowed his brows.
"All hermits are . Look at me, didn’t I have to come and visit you to meet, senior?"
Liu Zheng cheekily threw in a compliment.
"You mean to have me 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."
"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 come 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 me 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.
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 some oranges for me to eat later?"
After some random thoughts, Liu Zheng fell into a deep sleep.
This time, he didn’t have a single dream until Feng Jizi came 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 home, 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."
"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 me cure the aftereffects? The road is unsafe, and I don’t mind dying, but I fear delaying your matters."
"You lazybones, you’re a lot like my third brother."
He reached into his wide sleeve, fumbled for a while, and then took out a small, black pill.
"This isn’t something you just mashed together, is it, senior?"
"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 immediately popped up.
"Name: Refreshing Mind Pill (Disposable)"
"Effect: Upon use, removes negative effects caused by severe mental 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 mental 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.
He cupped his fists in gratitude.
"No need for thanks, hurry on your way."