"I have a suggestion."
"What?"
"Let's eat meat!" Fatty Xin's face split into a huge grin.
"Eat!"
Zheng Qing answered viciously, "Not just meat—we should drink too! Big chunks of meat, big gulps of liquor! Like the Heroes of Liangshan—bold and spectacular, happy and carefree, never getting tangled up in anything!"
"And we can meet new girls." In the blink of an eye, Dylan forgot his craving for "heartbreak blood" and set his sights on a more distant goal. He asked excitedly, "Where are we eating? Yotta? Parrot? The Halfpenny Tavern?"
The fat man shot him a sidelong glance, raised an arm, and shook the watch on his wrist.
"In the dorm."
Dylan immediately deflated like a punctured ball and slowly slid back into the coffin in his tent. Before long, only half his head remained outside, like a huge black snail.
The fat man reassuringly patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder. "Relax. Good food, good drinks, let it all out... Tomorrow, you'll be a hero again!"
"Speaking of heroes, where is this Liangshan you mentioned?" Dylan, with only half his head still outside the coffin, stopped sliding down and asked curiously, "I know Kunlun, the Alps, Olympus... Are the heroes of Liangshan famous?"
Zheng Qing blinked, hesitating over how to answer.
Xiao Xiao promptly opened his notebook.
"The Dark Wizard group of Liangshan Marsh was a band of evil wizards corrupted by the depths of the Starry Sky. They called themselves the Children of the Stars."
Doctor pointed to a section underlined in red in his notes and held it up before the coffin, explaining eagerly, "They took the names of different stars as their aliases and caused great unrest in Middle-earth during the eleventh century... In the end, those wizards were sentenced by the Qingzhou Circuit Court of