In the morning, Huang Tian emerged from Qian Renxue's room. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he headed to the pavilion in the south. After an entire night, the heavy scent of alcohol from last night had faded, carried away by the breeze.
Eighty unopened bottles of Feitian Maotai still remained on the ground, while the empty bottles had vanished. It seemed one of them had dismantled and destroyed them last night. He had thought they would keep drinking, but unexpectedly, when he explained the ring to Qian Renxue, it caught their attention, and they stopped drinking altogether.
Still, this was quite good. Not continuing to drink showed that they had decent self-control and could restrain themselves. Huang Tian liked to have a little drink with his meals, a habit formed in his previous life. After being reborn into this world, he had resisted the temptation of alcohol until he was sixteen, enduring for a full eight years. How many people could compare to him in self-control?
Huang Tian stored the eighty bottles of Feitian Maotai in his Spatial Ring. Ever since returning to his room with Qian Renxue last night, he had taken everything out of the one-hundred-cubic-meter Spatial Soul Tool belt he had obtained before and placed it in the Spatial Ring. He then put the belt directly into Black Hole Space, dismantling and devouring it to turn it into divine power and strengthen himself.
"Morning, Husband." Tang Yuehua walked over from the western corridor. Upon seeing Huang Tian, she politely greeted him, then stuffed the seven-thousand-cubic-meter Spatial Ring she had made last night into his hand. "Husband, this is the seven-thousand-cubic-meter Spatial Ring I made before joining the table last night. Take a look and see if there's anything worth learning from it."
Huang Tian