Hong Huang Little Shrimp: Aha, Behold My Poké Ball

Zhou Ru suddenly looked at Liu Bing with a strange expression. "Boss, how do you have the Investiture of the Gods? Shouldn't that thing be in the Jade Emperor's hands?"

"Oh, this? The Jade Emperor gave it to me when we went to Pansi Private Club for foot massages together." For no reason, Liu Bing recalled the time he had gone for foot massages with the Jade Emperor.

In fact, Liu Bing had not only gone with the Jade Emperor. He had invited quite a few people from the Heavenly Court. After all, they had looked after him openly and secretly, so he had to return the favor.

Besides, those immortals lacked nothing, so there was no point in giving them anything. He might as well take them somewhere they could not openly visit.

More importantly, those immortals had been quite willing to go. Every time, they acted as if they were doing Liu Bing a favor and reluctantly accompanied him.

"Going to Pansi Private Club... with the Jade Emperor???" Zhou Ru found the whole thing bizarre.

Pansi Private Club? Could it be Pansi Cave? Wasn't that the Spider Spirits' territory?

And the Jade Emperor getting foot massages—what kind of absurd twist was that?

"Yeah. And I have to say, those young ladies were really skilled." Naturally, Liu Bing would not mention that besides enjoying the comfort of being served, they had also gone to admire the various silk-stockinged legs at Pansi Private Club.

After all, they were Spider Spirits. They were exceptionally skilled at playing with silk, and the stockings they produced had every style and texture imaginable.

The key was that many of those stockings even came with special effects. Before Liu Bing visited Pansi Private Club, he had never imagined stockings could have so many variations.

"Uh, no. You know the Jade Emperor?" Zhou Ru had spotted the crucial point: Liu Bing actually knew the Jade Emperor.

Who was the Jade Emperor? The Supreme of the Three Realms from mythology. Being able to go get foot massages with him was an honor that no ordinary immortal could enjoy.

Don't think that simply having similar interests could erase the gap in status. If your status was not high enough, then no matter how well your interests aligned, you could not hang out together.

It was like a lowly wage worker going to a roadside foot-massage shop with the president of Ugly Country. Completely ridiculous.

"Do I also have to tell you that I'm Nuwa's henchman?" Liu Bing wore an unfathomable expression.

Zhou Ru was speechless. She felt that Liu Bing was bragging.

Still, although she thought Liu Bing's words were unreliable, she also felt that he had to be formidable. Could someone who casually took out a Heavenly Immortal Pill be anything but formidable?

"Boss, um, why can't I appear in public for the next two months?" Zhou Ru did not want to continue discussing the Investiture of the Gods. She felt that she would not get any answers anyway, and she did not really believe Liu Bing because it was all too absurd.

Going for foot massages with the Jade Emperor, being Nuwa's henchman—neither sounded real. If Liu Bing had simply said that he had a system and had received the Investiture of the Gods from a sign-in reward, she might have believed him more.

"Because several emperors will soon be running the Great Qing dungeon here. Before they clear it, you'd better stay out of sight. Let those emperors show off first. Once they're done showing off, you can clean up the aftermath." Liu Bing told her which emperors were running the Great Qing dungeon.

Zhou Ru felt her worldview take another blow. Why did this world seem so wrong? Transmigrators, systems, immortals, the Investiture of the Gods, and four legendary emperors teaming up to run the Great Qing dungeon.

What a chaotic feeling.

"Boss, I have a request. Can you agree to it?" After thinking for a moment, Zhou Ru decided to make her request.

"You want to deal with that best friend of yours personally?" Liu Bing saw through Zhou Ru's thoughts at once.

"Mm." Zhou Ru nodded.

"Sure. You can handle your best friend yourself when the time comes." Liu Bing agreed directly.

Since they had found someone to carry the banner when the time came, Liu Bing no longer needed to concern himself with Great Qing. Once those emperors completed the task of Overthrow the Qing and Restore the Ming, they could return on their own.

After that, Zhou Ru could take action. He could go do what he wanted to do.

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Liu Bing happened to reach the end of the street. Looking at the sallow, emaciated commoners on the road, he waved his hand, and a table appeared nearby. On it sat a large pot filled with steaming white rice.

Then Liu Bing repeated the process and produced another table. This time, there was a pot of simple mixed vegetables on it: stir-fried cabbage with meat.

Since he was here, he had to do something.

The first step was to let these commoners have a full meal.

The moment the two huge pots appeared, they immediately drew the commoners' attention.

Liu Bing grinned and said, "All Han People, come here for food. One bowl of rice and one bowl of vegetables per person."

Those emperors had all gone off to conquer cities and seize territory, so Liu Bing would hand out food instead.

In an instant, the place was packed. Liu Bing pointed at two relatively sturdy young men. "You two, help me maintain order first. Have everyone line up properly. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly if you work for me."

The two young men stared at the white rice and stir-fried cabbage with meat, swallowing frantically. But upon hearing Liu Bing's words, they immediately obediently went to the tables to maintain order.

Then Liu Bing looked at Zhou Ru. "What are you looking at? Come serve the food."

Zhou Ru froze for a moment, then immediately nodded. "Oh."

Soon, the food distribution began, while Liu Bing checked the Chat Group. Another newcomer had spoken up.

[Frieren: Beyond Journey's End]: A Chat Group? A new kind of communication magic?

Frieren had just woken up when she discovered a strange thing floating before her eyes. It looked as though people were chatting on it.

She had lurked for quite a while but had not gathered any useful information. The group had mentioned doing some kind of task. She did not care about that task, and she had not even casually opened the thing Liu Bing had sent.

She had simply been using analysis magic to examine the thing before her.

Unfortunately, after analyzing it for a long time, she got no reaction whatsoever.

With no other choice, she noticed the pinned group file, which seemed to introduce this thing called the Chat Group.

After reading it, she finally gained a basic understanding of what the Chat Group was. The people in the group were from other worlds, not demons.

Still, this Chat Group was rather interesting. Frieren wanted to study it.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Aha, behold my Poké Ball.

When Liu Bing saw Frieren speak up, he immediately grinned and sent a treasure chest over.

On the other side, Frieren felt inexplicably offended upon seeing Liu Bing's message. But soon, she stared in confusion as a treasure chest suddenly fell in front of her.

Fern, who was beside Frieren, immediately gripped her staff warily when she saw the abruptly appearing treasure chest. She cast a detection spell, but found nothing. The treasure chest seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

There were no spatial fluctuations at all.

"Lady Frieren, be careful."

Frieren waved her hand dismissively. "Ah, it's fine, Fern. This is just the prank of some strange person."

Frieren finally understood where that sense of offense had come from. That fellow named Hong Huang Little Shrimp seemed to know her very well—he had actually dropped a treasure chest right in front of her.

Heh, naive. How could she possibly be fooled by such a clumsy prank?