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To get a spare sword, and a spare for his spare sword.

Chen Feng needed the War Marshal's lightsaber blueprints, but the War Marshal's head was full of nothing but kill, kill, kill. There was no communicating with him.

So Chen Feng pinged Demon Lord Dong Zhuo. "Lord Dong, are you there? Let's have a jug of wine."

Lord Dong replied, "No, no. I looked in a bronze mirror today and realized wine and women had ravaged me. I looked so haggard! From this day forward, I'm giving up drinking!"

Just drinking?

Chen Feng asked, "How many days has it been?"

Lord Dong said, "Yesterday was my second day sober. Today, well, it's my first day sober."

Then you haven't fucking quit at all!

Chen Feng had long known that if someone with Dong Zhuo's personality could give up drinking, he himself could give up eating.

Lord Dong continued, "When I was sober yesterday, Chancellor Zhuge came to see me. He said he'd observed the heavens at night and found Ziwei waning and Heavenly Sha shining brightly. He thought a Great Calamity would soon descend."

Chen Feng prompted him, "So how are you planning to deal with it?"

Lord Dong said dismissively, "I've already unified the world. What Great Calamity could there possibly be? I had Yuan Shu throw Zhuge Liang out."

An incompetent ruler! What an incompetent ruler!

Just then, Wutian Buddha said, "A Great Calamity? I've been divining heavenly secrets and karmic ties lately, and I've had a similar premonition. I keep feeling something bad is about to happen, but I can't find its source."

Chen Feng felt Wutian probably had nothing to fear. "There are so many powerhouses in the Journey to the West Game World. Even if the sky fell, it couldn't touch a hair on