Chapter 385: Chapter 327 Complaints
"Mr. Li Zheng seems to still hold a big grudge against me," Misaka Tsuchiemon stepped out from the transfer state, standing there with a wry smile.
Li Zheng looked at him with great disdain, "I don’t have a grudge against you, I just purely don’t like things produced by your country."
He paused and added, "Except for anime."
Paused again, "And Ai Wei."
"Then what about the Super God Academy..."
Misaka Tsuchiemon had just opened his mouth when Li Zheng interrupted unceremoniously, "Let it die!"
"I think so too." Misaka Tsuchiemon had no principles, directly agreeing with Li Zheng’s viewpoint.
Li Zheng was too lazy to bicker with him and impatiently asked, "What are you here for this time? If you want to buy auction items from me in advance again, you’re miscalculating. The reason I agreed to the transaction last time was purely an exception."
Li Zheng now thought of the almost useless Memory Release Device and felt a slight pain in his teeth.
The trade was initially agreed upon in hopes of obtaining a specialization, but the specialization obtained wasn’t much stronger than mastery — at most, slightly increasing attack power when using weapons like knives.
It’s just... a chicken rib!
"Rest assured, Mr. Li, I’m not here to trade anything this time," Misaka Tsuchiemon still stood in place, which made Li Zheng look a bit better — at least this guy had a clear self-positioning.
"If you’re not buying anything, why did you come?" Li Zheng eyed him sideways, "Did I not beat you hard enough yesterday? You want to try again today?"
"No no, I dare not!" Misaka Tsuchiemon waved his hands repeatedly. He knew his trifling skills couldn’t make waves in front of Li Zheng; how would he dare to challenge Old Li again?
He thought for a moment, his expression somewhat desolate, "Mr. Li, have you ever experienced betrayal?"
"Betrayal?" Li Zheng rolled his eyes thinking, "Does being reported by a deskmate for reading a Yue Luohong novel in elementary count?"
"Well... maybe not?" Misaka Tsuchiemon’s desolate expression froze, then he retorted, "Speaking of which, reading that kind of low-tier author’s novel during class! Your taste is pretty unique."
"The author is just not that famous, and some emotional rendering is lacking, but the rest is okay. How is it ’unique taste’?" Li Zheng asked, "What if the deskmate was reading with me, complained I turned the pages too slowly, and reported me? Is that betrayal?"
"...Yes." Misaka Tsuchiemon sucked on his teeth, "Why are you always fixated on the reading novel thing? Wasn’t it your own fault for reading novels in class? Your deskmate reporting you should be seen as upholding righteous justice."
"Oh." Li Zheng nodded thoughtfully, "Then two people sneaking looks at Mr. Fukada’s works, and then..."
"Stop!" Misaka Tsuchiemon’s face was full of melancholy, "I get it now, all your experiences of betrayal are just youthful naive misunderstandings?"
"Naïve.... Ha! That’s a really apt summary, it’s like saying ’he’s still just a kid’!" Li Zheng tasted the phrase, nodding continuously.
"By the way, what were you about to say?"
"I..."
Misaka Tsuchiemon almost choked on the words, feeling like Li Zheng really didn’t take him seriously at all!
"Nothing else?" Li Zheng checked the time, directly shooing him away, "If not, then leave. It’s almost lunchtime, and don’t think about mooching a meal here."
Misaka Tsuchiemon felt deeply hurt, "So I’m not even as important as a meal."
Li Zheng nodded very seriously, "Young man, your self-awareness is spot on."
Misaka Tsuchiemon turned to leave, dejected, "Then I won’t disturb any further."
He took out a metal sphere and smashed it on the ground, and in the rising smoke, Misaka Tsuchiemon vanished.
Li Zheng watched him leave with a cold smile, "Coming here to vent, thinking I’m a trash can?"
This visit from Misaka Tsuchiemon was just an insignificant episode for Li Zheng, with no impact on his exploration life.
He would continue his eating, drinking, and exploring as usual.
A Mud Furnace person is just not worth much attention.
If Misaka Tsuchiemon had any Blood Qi within him, Li Zheng would have chopped him up the day before.
Disliking Mud Furnace people is one thing, but indiscriminately killing the innocent is another. Li Zheng felt that having some principles in life is better.
If someday Misaka Tsuchiemon harmed Li Zheng or the interests of Dragon Country players, Li Zheng wouldn’t mind letting Poli deal with it and wouldn’t be lenient just because of a minor acquaintance.
Misaka Tsuchiemon left Li Zheng and went to Yuanfei Yuluo’s place.
Since losing Swordsmanship Specialization, Yuanfei Yuluo’s combat ability declined significantly.
What frightened her most was that she also lost all the swordsmanship knowledge she used to learn along with the specialization.
It felt like several parts of her memory were dug out. Some things she used to be very familiar with she just couldn’t remember no matter what.
When Misaka Tsuchiemon arrived, Yuanfei Yuluo was clumsily practicing, trying hard to reclaim her past memories.
"What are you doing here?" Yuanfei Yuluo’s first words almost made Misaka Tsuchiemon feel like he’d gone back a few minutes.
The man had the same reaction upon seeing him.
When did he start to become so unpopular?
"Can’t I come?" Misaka Tsuchiemon looked at Yuanfei Yuluo’s hand on her sword, a hidden guilt in his eyes.
He took some items out of the capsule and placed them on the ground, "For the time being, turn off private messages. Don’t respond to anyone, just act as if you’re dead. Understand?"
Yuanfei Yuluo responded cautiously, "I don’t understand."
"It’s okay if you don’t understand, just do as I say," Misaka Tsuchiemon introduced the items he just took out, "This is a Yagyu Swordsmanship manual I wrote from memory before. Considering the way you’re holding the sword now, it should come in handy."
"This is one of the items I got from last night’s trade; it grants flight when equipped, and it’s rightfully yours."
"This is ten kilograms of Intermediate Cultivation Liquid to be used with the Cultivation Dish. I’ve specified to trade the Cultivation Dish with you through the trading hall for convenient capsule storage."
"You should know the role of the Cultivation Dish, so I won’t explain more."
"Additionally, the agreement you signed upon joining the High Celestial Plain is nullified because I’ve done something that harmed your interests, don’t contact the High Celestial Plain again."
"Your abilities should allow you to live well in this channel."
Misaka Tsuchiemon said, "I’ve also entrusted Mr. Li Zheng that should you find yourself in danger, you can call him for help, and he will come to save you. I will provide compensation for you."
"I know you no longer trust me. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I’m trying to protect you."
With that, he turned to leave.
Yuanfei Yuluo’s icy voice came from behind, "I don’t need your presumptuous protection!"
Misaka Tsuchiemon paused his steps, said nothing more, smashed another sphere, and left with the smoke.
...
Clang clang clang!
Li Zheng stood at the doorway, tapping the bowl a few times, clear sounds announcing the start of today’s lunch.
"Awooo~~"
Little Sakura excitedly flew back and zoomed to the stove, assisting Poli in serving all the dishes.
"They say if you aren’t eager to eat, something’s wrong in your head." Li Zheng shook his head helplessly, "But you’re a bit too eager."
Just about to have a meal with the little guy, a few direct trade notifications popped up.