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Chapter 417 - 356 Liu Zheng: I’m Cooked Again, Spicy Thanks_2

Chapter 417: Chapter 356 Liu Zheng: I’m Cooked Again, Spicy Thanks_2

"It’ll be even better through the lungs."

Lao Si reminded.

"Okay."

Liu Zheng took all the smoke into his lungs.

After a brief sting of spiciness, a feeling of joy spontaneously emerged.

In an instant, he seemed to see Si Xue licking his feet, Niu Ma massaging him, French Plane Tree offering all his collections, White Feather Chicken stewing itself into soup for him to drink, the sewer crushed by his feces...

"So awesome~"

Liu Zheng couldn’t help but moan, his body trembling like it was electrocuted.

"Player rationality cap increased by 5 points (effect is not repeatable)."

The system suddenly announced.

"Damn, that’s awesome."

He widened his eyes.

Although Liu Zheng currently, relying on the effect of the Legendary Armor, didn’t take rationality seriously, the reduced rationality cap was a major hidden danger after entering the next instance.

Last time, the Golden Honey Wine from White Feather Chicken restored 10 points of his rationality cap, and now this "What are you looking at" added another 5 points.

Although he didn’t know exactly how much Divine Descent had reduced his rationality cap, these 15 points together were definitely a breath of fresh air.

Key point, the Golden Honey Wine was an excellent-grade item, and was stock from the Bloody Restaurant’s kitchen, whereas this "What are you looking at" was just a mechanism in Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse, triggerable with just a ticket, so it was a great deal.

"Mr. Liu, are you satisfied with our specialty here?"

Lao Si’s voice brought him back to reality.

"Very satisfied, truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top ten bathhouses."

Liu Zheng complimented.

"Haha, I won’t be modest about that, our place does have a good reputation on Bathhouse Street."

Lao Si laughed heartily.

But immediately, a glint flashed in his eyes.

This young man’s words seemed to have an underlying meaning.

"What about the special service for failures?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"That’s a trade secret, I can’t disclose it."

Lao Si said awkwardly.

"Bloody?"

He asked.

"No no no, not bloody at all, purely green and healthy."

Lao Si quickly said.

"Alright, you go have fun, charge it to my account."

Liu Zheng said to Wang Xiaoba.

"Really?"

Wang Xiaoba looked at him suspiciously.

"If you talk nonsense again, I’ll have you scrub Niu Daji."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

"I’m going, I’m going right now."

Wang Xiaoba ran towards the third floor without looking back.

"A mix of grace and strictness, you’re young but very adept at managing people below you, impressive."

Lao Si flattered.

"Where, where, Manager Si is the one who is worldly-wise, making everyone feel refreshed."

Liu Zheng flattered back.

"Cough cough."

Dr. Luo He couldn’t help but give a fake cough.

If these two kept on complimenting each other, they would never complete the process today.

"Manager Si, let’s go."

He said.

"Alright."

Lao Si continued to lead Liu Zheng and the others forward, this time receiving very few glances.

However, Liu Zheng was no longer interested in triggering "What are you looking at" again, since the rationality cap increase effect could only be triggered once.

Although the experience was indeed exhilarating, he wasn’t obsessed with that feeling.

"This is our bathhouse’s sauna room."

Lao Si led them in front of a row of rooms.

"Starting from the first one on the left, the difficulty gradually increases, of course, so does the experience. But like ’What are you looking at,’ the guests are voluntarily taking on the challenges and will have to bear the consequences."

He explained.

"So am I supposed to challenge them one by one?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Normally, yes, each sauna room has its own unique features, although the difficulty overall increases, for certain races, some rooms might be harder than others."

"Of course, as a valued guest of our bathhouse, I’ll make a decision for you, you only need to challenge the odd-numbered rooms."

Old Four thought for a moment and said,

"Then thank you, Manager Four."

He bowed with his tentacles to Old Four.

"Hey, no need for formalities between us. Let’s get started."

Old Four made a welcoming gesture.

Liu Zheng nodded and walked to the first sauna room.

"Room 1 Sauna"

"Temperature: 100℃"

"Features: None"

A sign nailed to the door of the sauna room displayed the room’s details.

"Wow, starting at 100℃. If this were in reality, the sauna would need to be renamed the ’Sterilization Room’."

His mouth twitched slightly.

In reality, the maximum temperature of a sauna is generally around 65℃. Staying in a 100℃ sauna for a few minutes would be akin to a massacre for the sperm.

Liu Zheng pushed the door with his hand, and instantly a scorching heat transmitted through the tips of his tentacles.

Just the temperature of the door itself would be no less than 100℃, enough to burn any ordinary person on contact.

He withdrew his tentacles, the tips now slightly reddened by the heat.

Even with a constitution several tens of points high, he still had a body of flesh and blood. Proteins denature under high temperatures, and with his level of mystique, he could not defy the laws of physics.

Of course, it was just a bit red, that’s all.

Under the effect of "Blood and Flesh Rebirth," as long as Liu Zheng’s flesh hadn’t completely turned to inorganic matter, it could be recycled and reused.

He curled his tentacles into a fist and gently smashed open the door.

A wave of hot air rushed towards him, painfully stinging his eyeballs, and even his breath felt scorching.

By the time Liu Zheng reached the middle of the sauna room, his skin and respiratory system had already undergone a high-temperature sterilization.

Perhaps arranged by Old Four, there was only one person in the sauna room at that time.

Deep eye bags, sagging skin, and a belly that looked both fat and deflated as if overdone by liposuction surgery — he looked just like some of the old men Liu Zheng had seen in real saunas.

"Nice to meet you."

He bowed with his tentacles in greeting.

"Where are you from, young man?"

The old man asked lazily, glancing at him.

"From the city,"

Liu Zheng responded.

"Oh, so the young master from the city. Our rural saunas are not something you’re accustomed to streaming, right?"

The old man said blandly.

"It’s quite good, just not spicy enough."

"Not spicy enough? Young man, what are you talking about?"

The old man looked at him puzzled, suspecting the youngster was confused by the heat.

"The feeling of a burn and the sensation of being spiced, don’t you think they’re quite similar, sir?"

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty are all flavors, but spiciness is not actually a taste— it’s a type of pain sensation.

Thus, those who love spicy food to some extent enjoy a bit of masochism.

"Hmm, you do have a point there. Should we add some spice?"

The old man asked proactively.

"Sure."

"Mild, hot, extra hot, what level of spice would you like?"

"I want insanely spicy."

Liu Zheng stated slowly and clearly.

"Alright, don’t come asking me for yogurt later."

The old man looked at him with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He picked up a ladle from beside his feet and used it to slash open his belly.

Layers of yellow fat accumulated, slightly trembling, resembling tiered orange jelly.

The old man scooped up a ladle of his own fat and splashed it onto the glowing red sauna stones.

The thick fat vaporized rapidly under the high heat, instantly filling the air with the aroma of a barbecue stall mixed with the foul smell of burning rotten apples.

In Liu Zheng’s perception, he saw a yellow mist spreading out into the enclosed space of the sauna room.

As the old man continued to splash his own fat, the temperature in the sauna room kept rising.

Liu Zheng glanced at his tentacles, now as red as cooked lobster shells.

When they turned white, that meant he was truly cooked.

Yet the change on the surface was minor; the real damage was happening to his internal organs.

Under steams as hot as several hundred degrees, his internal organs were as fragile as any mortal’s.

So, Liu Zheng simply took a deep breath, then shut his eyes and mouth, blocked his ears and nostrils with his tentacles, and then emptied his mind.

Without eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind; no color, sound, smell, taste, touch, or objects of thought.

In the steaming fat, he entered a state many great monks yearn for.

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