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Chapter 382: After Modification - 351 Retaliation

Chapter 382: After Modification: Chapter 351 Retaliation

The effect of the Ape-man Gun is to make living beings or objects regress significantly, such as solid-state drives regressing to floppy disks, the original "Three Body" regressing to Yi Hua Kai Tian’s animated version of "Three Body".

The Beixie, after being regressed five times in a row, directly turned from a ghost baby into a dehydrated and shriveled radish, the size of a thumb.

Li Cheng caught the Qilin Blood Plasma falling from midair with his left hand and put it back into the Backpack.

At the same time, with the tip of his foot, he flipped up the radish-like ghost baby on the ground, grabbed it with his right hand, and activated the Assembly Puppet effect, stripping its outer skin like a pancake and covering the other ghost babies rushing over, shouting: "Sky-Sweeping Cloak!"

Thump thump thump!

The Beixie, having the same origins, could contact each other. With one cover, all the ghost babies were trapped under it.

Li Cheng’s hand moved like lightning, pinching two fingers together to stick the skin like wrapping dumplings. Under the thin, cicada-like skin, eleven ferocious faces were clearly visible.

He turned around, smiling as he displayed the bulging ghost baby wrap to the people in the World Nuclear House observation room and the horrified Tie Gu, "Congratulations, your wife is pregnant with eleven babies."

Really? That’s wonderful, such a joy...

Bullshit!

Zhangsun Yao’s expression turned stiff, and she pressed the horn button, saying to Li Cheng: "So... does this mean it’s cured?"

"I guess so."

Li Cheng nonchalantly tossed the limp ghost baby wrap like a water balloon toy, "At least for now, I’ve taken all the ghost babies out. Do you want to keep a souvenir?"

Tie Gu and the others on the operating table answered in unison: "No!"

"Tsk, no taste. Look how cute and fun this is. Just like the silkworms that grew on the body of my 60kg, 1.7-meter large pet after it died."

Li Cheng casually stretched and twisted the ghost baby like dough, saying, "Since you don’t want a souvenir, send it to the Evil Science Alliance or some other guild that studies Resentful Spirits for purification."

"Alright."

You Anjian tried to ignore Li Cheng’s comment about silkworms and took the ghost baby wrap nervously,

trying to endure the strong discomfort of how cold and smooth it felt, and ran downstairs at full speed towards the Evil Science Alliance.

"All done. The surgery fee is a friendly rate of 1200 game coins, with a 20% discount for friends, so that’s 960."

As Li Cheng spoke, he took off his gloves and mask and walked downstairs.

"The price is negotiable. Brother Pifu, can you first reattach my organs?!"

The usually silent and inarticulate Tie Gu finally couldn’t hold it in anymore, ignoring the age difference between him and Li Cheng, "And my blood too."

While he was speaking, Li Cheng had already taken out a dish of salt, chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic, ready to pour into the red plastic bucket.

"Huh?"

Li Cheng turned his head and looked at him strangely, "Putting everything back is very troublesome. And you’re doing pretty well right now, with all your organs functioning smoothly. You won’t have to worry about fatty liver, high cholesterol, or lung cancer in the future."

Tie Gu’s face was filled with discomfort, "I still think the original organs are better."

Beep beep beep.

Perhaps activated by excitement, the various small appliances in Tie Gu’s body started to run at overclocked speeds,

especially the Jiuyang soybean milk machine functioning as his stomach, whose inner walls inexplicably began secreting salty soybean milk as stomach acid.

On Gree’s air conditioner water pump, Dong ○ Zhu’s avatar photo faintly appeared.

"Tsk, fine."

Li Cheng shook his head, unplugged the small appliances, and reattached Tie Gu’s original organs, putting back his sternum.

As for the large bucket of fresh, hot blood on the ground, he used a soy sauce funnel to pour it back into Tie Gu’s blood vessels.

"No spicy food for a week or two after the surgery, no strenuous exercise, don’t mix cephalosporin with alcohol, look both ways before crossing the street, stop at red lights and go at green lights, and find a cop if you run into trouble..."

Li Cheng rattled off a bunch of medical advice, leaving Tie Gu both amused and grateful as he nodded repeatedly.

"Thanks for your help this time."

Zhangsun Yao took a deep breath and transferred a rounded thousand game coins to Li Cheng in the friends’ interface, then gave a signal to her subordinates.

Everyone, including Tie Gu, understood and stepped down to the second floor.

"There’s one more thing you should know."

Zhangsun Yao’s face turned serious as she said, "Someone in the black market is offering a bounty for information about your identity."

"Huh?" Li Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

"I don’t know. From what my informants could gather, several factions are interested in your real identity in the real world. They offer 20,000 game coins for useful information,

and up to 50,000 for reliable information or physical evidence like hair, blood, or nails."

"50,000??"

With a black market exchange rate of one game coin for 16,000 RMB, 50,000 game coins could amount to 800 million RMB.

Li Cheng shook his head with a smile, "That’s quite an investment."

"Aren’t you worried?" Zhangsun Yao couldn’t help but ask.

"You can be, but there’s no need to," Li Cheng casually replied. It didn’t take much to guess which factions were offering bounties on him—

The Wild Laughter Troupe was certainly on the list, as were the equipment manufacturing guilds with which he had commercial competition, like Prometheus and European Heavy Industry, and even the Global Supernatural Alliance, led by his brother Zhongtian Beiji.

"A leader with no news is not a leader, a celebrity with no scandals is not a celebrity, and likewise, a Transcendent without a few bounties on them is not considered a high-level player."

Li Cheng spoke lightly. On the one hand, many Transcendents had bounties on the black market; on the other, he was always cautious, ensuring none of his hair, sweat, or body fluids were left behind during script tasks.

"Alright."

Seeing that Li Cheng was mentally prepared, Zhangsun Yao didn’t say more and nodded, "I’ll keep an eye on the black market and let you know if there’s any news."

"Hmm, thanks."

Li Cheng walked Zhangsun Yao downstairs and noticed two commercial representatives from Prometheus were still there. He casually handed them a cup of salty soybean milk and sweet coconut juice, "Our shop is closing for the day, please leave."

The two commercial representatives had already had enough of Gray Rain’s strange brain circuits. Since Li Cheng was sending them off, they left quickly, sipping their drinks.

After sending off all the guests, Li Cheng pulled down the shutters, sat at his desk, and slowly scrolled through the list of artifacts scheduled for storage.

The Truth Side’s president had caused trouble everywhere and had a long list of offended and violated laws, but after reaching level 40, all bounties and old grudges disappeared instantly.

In the end, the key is to get stronger.

Li Cheng pushed his glasses and slowly stood up, taking out a small test tube containing formalin and minced meat. He left the Star-casting Anvil through the side door and walked towards the black market.

The test tube contained pieces of Gouchen’s meat collected during the Toy City task. With the way Gouchen and Zhongtian Beiji operated, they certainly had enemies in the killing field.

Taking hits without striking back was not Li Cheng’s style...

————

Real-world, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, at a high-end charity gala.

The Gouchen family was surrounded by Southeast Asia’s wealthy and powerful figures, like stars around the moon.

For the upper echelons who controlled many social resources, the existence of the killing field was no secret. Everyone knew Zhongtian Beiji was now GOC’s regional head in Southeast Asia and wanted to follow the trend and curry favor.

Zhongtian Beiji courteously handled social interactions, making all conversants feel like they were in the spring breeze,

while Gouchen, with a fake smile on his face, couldn’t help but feel disgust rise in his heart—dealing with these fat bellied, finger-crunchable mortal elites was far less interesting than going to the slum combat gym for a literal fight.

"Calm your mind."

Zhongtian Beiji noticed the unnatural twitch of Gouchen’s facial muscles and transmitted telepathically, "The global international order has not completely collapsed yet, and the money and currency in circulation still have their uses.

The elites need Transcendents, and Transcendents need them.

Press down the irritation, take big steps forward, just like you stepped over that ant. The future ultimately belongs to us."

"Hmm."

Gouchen, who worshipped his brother like a god, obediently took a deep breath, adjusted his fake smile, and started chatting with a government official, "Our Zirui Company is very willing to fund and build new campuses for the University of Malaya..."

Before he finished, Gouchen’s face suddenly changed color, and he vomited a large amount of feces-colored vomit, splattering the official’s face in front of him.

?!

This unexpected scene brought the charity gala to a sudden halt.

Gouchen widened his eyes, instantly realizing someone had remotely cursed him with some evil technique. He instinctively covered his mouth.

Then.

Splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt -

In front of all the charity gala cameras, Gouchen’s nose, ears, and backside sprayed like a fire hydrant.

Even worse, the curse’s power spread,

all the wealthy and elite splashed by it also started spraying. One to ten, ten to a hundred. The scene was spectacular.

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