Chapter 992: Chapter 992

"Not too bad, mainly my theoretical knowledge is quite rich."

In terms of genre, Metropolis might have a slight edge, but in terms of sales, reality wins by a lot.

"Oh? Then I must ask for some advice."

Shisan Yao became interested.

"...Did you two meet just to discuss this?"

Yangzi couldn't listen anymore from the side.

"You're right, let's discuss it next time. Let's get the business done first."

"Pretentious. Here you go."

Shisan Yao took out a corn cob pipe and handed it to him.

Liu Zheng took the corn cob pipe and then took out a lighter.

"You all move back a bit."

"Who are you talking to, kid?"

Shisan Yao was quite displeased with his tone.

"Then you absolutely must not leave, just stay here, whoever leaves is a pansy."

"Hey, I'm leaving, if you have the guts, hit me."

The provocation worked, and Shisan Yao directly hid in the corner of the wall.

"Men are so childish."

Yangzi shook her head helplessly and also hid in another corner of the wall.

Liu Zheng turned the pipe upside down, aiming the bowl of the pipe at the flame outlet of the lighter.

He pressed the button, and flamboyant flames spurted out, blooming into a lotus flower.

A great fear arose from his bloodline, forcing him to stay away from this almost natural enemy.

This feeling of fear was so intense that Liu Zheng almost couldn't control his own body.

Fortunately, the corn cob pipe played its role and absorbed the fiery lotus completely into the bowl.

He let out a long breath.

No wonder The Fool advised him not to use this lighter against enemies; at the critical moment of life and death, giving himself a strong control would make the enemy die from laughter before being burned to death.

"It's okay now, you can come over."

Liu Zheng said to Yangzi and others.

"Kid, where did you get such a dangerous flame from?"

Shisan Yao's face still had a touch of terror.

Red Lotus Karma Fire can burn both the flesh and the soul, and any intelligent being is terrified of it.

"It's a long story. By the way, Minister, what kind of fire is this?"

"Who bothers to name fires for no reason? Hmm, let's just call it Asura Prison Flame."

Shisan Yao thought for a while and said.

With Sun Flame, Si Xue's fire, Kitchen Knife Fury, Asura Prison Flame, and Red Lotus Karma Fire, he had already collected five types of flames, just two more according to the Tomb Guardian's request.

White Feather Chicken also promised to give him stove fire, which means he only needs to find one more flame.

"Ren He, your pipe is smoking!"

As he was pondering, Shisan Yao suddenly shouted.

Liu Zheng looked at the corn cob pipe, and indeed wisps of blue smoke were rising from the bowl.

He was startled, feeling like it was about to explode.

Just as Liu Zheng was about to put the corn cob pipe into the system space, the lighter suddenly melted into a drop of ink and then flew into the bowl automatically.

The originally yellow-brown corn cob pipe was quickly dyed black, and the bowl no longer emitted blue smoke.

"Name: Perfect Fireproof Pipe"

"Effect 1: Can absorb and store a large amount of high-quality flames; exceeding the storage limit will result in item destruction."

"Effect 2: Imparts a unique flavor to tobacco; the higher the quality and more types of stored flames, the better the flavor." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveIꜰire.net

"Note: When every fiber of a corn cob pipe is replaced, is it still the original corn cob pipe?"

"Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"

He couldn't help but exclaim.

This pipe really got strengthened to perfect quality.

Si Xue once said the pipe's base material was only good for excellent quality, never expected the President of the Writers Association to change its base material entirely.

Although the absorbable flames changed from enormous amounts to large amounts, it gained the high-quality prefix, guessing absorbing another seven or eight types of high-quality flames shouldn't be an issue.

Moreover, there's an added effect of imparting a unique flavor to tobacco, no practical use, but it significantly increased its collectible value.

"Bloody Restaurant, cemetery, and Writer Association agents serve you alone, how can your luck not be great?"

Liu Zheng marveled at the pipe.

If he had taken this out during the auction, he could have easily exchanged it for two perfect-quality items.

"Is it all okay now?"

Shisan Yao asked, his heart still pounding.

"It's all okay, rest assured."

"Kid, don't bring such dangerous things next time. If your damn pipe had exploded just now, Hundred Ghosts would probably be left with only the basement."

Shisan Yao said with a lingering fear.

"Isn't that just right? It could be renovated."

Liu Zheng said with a cheeky smile.

"Get lost! It's not like you're footing the bill. What did you use to extinguish the fire just now?"

Shisan Yao cursed and asked out of curiosity.

"That was a lighter given to me by the President of the Writers Association."

"What is the Writers Association?"

Shisan Yao, being an outsider, certainly knew about the infamous Bloody Restaurant, but wasn't familiar with the relatively niche Writers Association.

"It's the industry union for writers, on par with the Bloody Restaurant in terms of status."

"Tsk, where did you meet so many big shots?"

Shisan Yao looked at him like he was a freak.

Having been in the service industry for so many years, Shisan Yao had met all kinds of people.

He could tell that Liu Zheng definitely didn't come from a wealthy family, but certainly not from a distinguished background either.

So this kid knowing so many big shots isn't because of his family background, so could it be...

Shisan Yao's gaze fell on Liu Zheng's four strong tentacles, and his smile grew more perverse.

"Although I don't know what you're thinking, it's definitely not what you're imagining."

Liu Zheng looked at him disdainfully.

"You don't know what I'm thinking, how do you know it's not the Yangzi I'm thinking of?"

Shisan Yao said righteously.

"Ha ha. Yangzi, help me call Mr. Batiao."

Liu Zheng couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

Yangzi picked up the wall phone and dialed the boiler room.

Eight slips of a hoarse old voice came through.

"Mr. Batiao, it's me."

Liu Zheng took the receiver and said.

"Oh, it's you, kid. Hmmph! Cough, cough, what do you want with me?"

Mr. Batiao coughed twice and said.

"...Mr. Batiao, I reasonably suspect you did that on purpose."

"Young people are so self-conscious. I'm old now, coughing and clearing my throat, so what?"

Mr. Batiao remarked indifferently.

"Then why didn't you cough earlier?"

"We weren't familiar then, couldn't cough it up."

"Then perhaps we should remain unfamiliar."

"Alright, then return the God Inviting Incense to me."

Mr. Batiao immediately responded.

"Haha, just kidding; let's talk business. I've already investigated Future's situation, there are three people bullying her in total..."

He quickly changed the subject.

"Anyway, the first two have been dealt with; I'm still working on the last one. But I've arranged protection for Future, so you don't need to worry."

Mr. Batiao sighed after listening and said nothing.

"If you have any comments, feel free to bring them up, I'll accept them with an open mind based on the situation."

"Nothing, just contemplating whether it was right to send Future to study in the city."

Mr. Batiao shook his head.

There are schools outside, of course, but they can't participate in the unified entrance examinations.

However, this can be resolved by registering in city schools; City Hall officially bans it but hasn't strictly enforced it.

Every year, many students from outside take the college entrance exams through this route and even get admitted to universities.

But city schools definitely have better teachers and environments; Mr. Batiao also hopes Sealing Demon Future can become a city dweller, so he spent a lot to send her to the current school.

"There are no regrets in Metropolis; even if there were, we couldn't afford them. Anyway, the immediate problem is solved, children and grandchildren have their fortune, you can't protect Future her entire life."

"Additionally, I know a professor at City First University. If Future gets into City First University, she shouldn't be bullied during her college years."

Liu Zhengan consoled.

"If you really want to thank me, just give me another stick of God Inviting Incense. Don't be polite; this is what I deserve."

Mr. Batiao also said very earnestly.