When Liu Zheng pulled his hand out from the fish’s mouth, his arm was already covered with many wounds as if cut by a sharp blade.

He raised his left hand, and a dark red flame emerged from his palm.

He passed his left hand over his right arm, and the wounds closed one by one.

But Liu Zheng knew this was just a temporary measure, only preventing the wounds from worsening; once he engaged in battle, these wounds would open again.

He missed his own body.

"Just wait, once this thing is assimilated, it can be taken out."

The Fisherman threw the fish back into the Underwater River.

"How long will it take?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"I don’t know, it could be a few days, or it might take a year or two."

The Fisherman replied.

"That’s quite a range. If I don’t come to retrieve it by then, consider it a gift for you, Brother Sha."

He said.

"Brother, that’s not an auspicious thing to say, and I don’t like hearing it."

Sha Jiang was a bit displeased.

"Haha, I was just talking nonsense, I deserve a slap."

Liu Zheng laughed and slapped his own mouth.

"You should have slapped yourself earlier; if you didn’t, I would have done it for you."

The Fisherman added insult to injury from the side.

"Then, Brother Sha, help me see if there’s any luck with these."

He took out a jar of waste water and thirty-five low-value items.

The good news was the sewer didn’t look over; the bad news was the same.

"Not everything’s in here, is it?"

Sha Jiang said as soon as he saw the seven items floating in the waste water.

"Brother Sha, good eye. Indeed, one is missing."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

"I was saying something was off."

Sha Jiang said as he reached into the waste water, retrieving the seven items.

They were a rusted nail, a garbage bag, a broken earphone, a phone with a cracked screen, a lamp with a broken tube, a burnt work glove, and a half-bitten meat bun.

"What a pity, missing one means they’re useless."

Sha Jiang shook his head.

"That’s indeed a pity."

Liu Zheng felt a bit regretful but wasn’t too concerned; he had anticipated this outcome from the start.

"But it’s not entirely useless."

Sha Jiang said, rummaging through the thirty-five low-value items again.

After picking and choosing, he took out a broken nail clipper and tossed it into the waste water.

"Brother, when you need to use it, just throw them out together. It might not have a real function, but it should scare people."

Sha Jiang said.

"Alright, thank you, Brother Sha."

Liu Zheng replied.

If it can scare people, then it’s worth it, turning trash into treasure.

"Those left are of no interest, the drawbacks are more than the benefits. Just find an empty place and toss them."

Sha Jiang pointed at the remaining pile of junk.

"Can’t just throw them away. That hammerhead consumes one piece from the Garbage Processing Plant each day, or it’ll kill the nearest intelligent creature."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"You didn’t say that earlier!"

The Fisherman was startled.

Wasn’t he the nearest intelligent creature to that fish?

Although he was an agent of the sewer, he didn’t want to test if he could withstand the filth from the Garbage Processing Plant.

"Well, you didn’t ask."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

The situation changed too suddenly; he hadn’t planned on leaving anything in the sewer.

"If I don’t come a month from now and you can’t reach me, just get rid of it."

He advised after thinking.

"I would throw it away even without your instructions. But can you stop talking like you’re preparing a will each time? Even if it doesn’t bother you, it bothers me."

The Fisherman complained.

"Two negatives make a positive; you have to use ill-fated words to counter ill-fated trash."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

"No wonder you say so many ill-fated words, considering you’re pretty ill-fated yourself."

The Fisherman said sympathetically.

"Father-in-law, if you say that, I’ll have to invite the Sea Girl to a hot spring and let her catch some of my bad luck too."

He squinted his eyes.

"You wouldn’t dare!"

The Fisherman instantly flew into a rage.

"Alright, alright, old brother, my young friend here doesn’t know any better, please don’t mind him."

Sha Jiang held back the Fisherman, giving Liu Zheng a chance to slip away.

Leaving the sewer, he drove over to the cemetery.

The moment he crossed through the archway, the Tomb Guardian appeared before him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Tomb Guardian."

Liu Zheng quickly greeted him.

"Mm. Visiting or grave-robbing?"

The Tomb Guardian asked.

"Uh, neither. Actually, I’m looking to dig up some ghoul flesh." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

He replied honestly.

"Oh, so it’s grave-robbing."

The Tomb Guardian nodded.

"Huh?"

Liu Zheng was stunned.

But on second thought, it seemed reasonable; to get ghoul flesh, you’d have to open coffins and exhumate corpses, right?

"Mr. Tomb Guardian, the last time I robbed a grave, I was left with just my head. Doing it again might leave me with nothing, so I wouldn’t be able to help you out."

He said with a bitter smile.

"I’ll order takeout; there’s plenty of time."

The Tomb Guardian replied.

"Well... I’ve actually got a lot going on lately, I might have to go abroad again."

Liu Zheng still wanted to decline.

"I’m not in a hurry."

With that, the Tomb Guardian left him no room to refuse.

"Alright, as you wish."

He sighed.

"Good. Wait here."

The Tomb Guardian said before vanishing on the spot.

"Here, Brother Ma, try this."

Liu Zheng sneakily took out a pack of "Universal Meat Eater Food" and a bottle of Copper Mark, handing them to Skinny Horse.

Skinny Horse also sneakily looked around, then quickly poured the whole thing into his mouth and bit off the cap, guzzling down the drink in one go.

"Nay~"

Full and satisfied, it let out a contented whinny.