"Damn human, don't think I can't tell you're being sarcastic."
French Plane Tree said unhappily.
"But you really wouldn't do that, would you?"
Liu Zheng said calmly.
"I really wish I would, so I could rip your head off in one go and hang it from my branches!"
French Plane Tree said through gritted teeth.
"A head wouldn't work. If you want to hang me, I can give you my body instead. Of course, there'll be an extra charge."
He shrugged.
"Purée! Take your things and get lost already. Stop polluting my view!"
French Plane Tree stretched out its roots, tied him up, and flung him more than ten meters away.
"A tree that gets worked up so easily—no wonder it can't cultivate into a spirit."
Liu Zheng grumbled as he lay on the ground.
If it could cultivate into a spirit, French Plane Tree could gain freedom without evolving into Phoenix.
Of course, it might also get dragged off by the Sanitation Department and become a lifelong Cow-Horse immediately.
"What did you say?!"
French Plane Tree's voice came from within the gradually thinning green mist.
"I said, esteemed French noble sir, thank you for seeing me off."
Liu Zheng said respectfully.
"Hmph!"
French Plane Tree ignored him.
Liu Zheng got up and noticed something glittering on the ground.
He picked it up and saw that it was a fragment with extremely sharp edges.
"Name: Merit Shrapnel" "Type: Equipment" "Quality: Excellent" "Effect One: Greatly increases the hit rate of ranged attacks and explosive attacks." "Effect Two: Greatly increases the hit rate of ranged attacks and explosive attacks." "Note: Everything that fails to blow me up makes me stronger." "Can be taken out of the instance: Yes"
"Damn."
Looking at the item's effects, Liu Zheng could only marvel.
If