After a few minutes, the phone vibrated.
*Ding Ding* - King Yan has agreed to add you as a friend.
Chen Xiaobei's expression became solemn as he fixed his gaze on the notification. As the saying goes, if King Yan wants you dead three times, who dares to challenge him five times? One must not neglect such a powerful figure.
Chen Xiaobei: Lord Yan, hello.
Lord Yan Yan: Well, what's the matter?
Chen Xiaobei: I learned from Marshal Tengpeng that I can seek your assistance to 'borrow power' and enhance the strength of mortals, so...
Lord Yan Yan: Since it was introduced by Canopy, you should understand the rules, right? (Three smirk expressions)
"Yan Wang still uses an emoticon bag... is he trying to be cute?" Chen Xiaobei thought.
Chen Xiaobei: Yes, I am willing to offer food in return. However, I don't know what kind of taste you prefer, Lord Yan?
Lord Yan Yan: The taste doesn't matter, but it must be something new! I'm tired of ordinary food! (Three cold faces)
Chen Xiaobei: Alright, please allow me a moment to think, Lord Yan.
Lord Yan Yan: I'm going to a meeting on the eighteenth floor of Hell soon. You better get it done in five minutes. (Three clock faces)
"Uh..."
Chen Xiaobei felt a sudden urgency. It was already past 11 PM, and he was sitting in a taxi with most shops closed. Where could he find food for Yan Wang within five minutes?
"Okay?"
Feeling anxious, Chen Xiaobei noticed the driver had half a pack of leftover hot sticks in his pocket.
Why not? Let's try it!
Chen Xiaobei didn't want to miss this opportunity. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Driver, can you sell me the hot sticks?"
"What?"
The driver was momentarily puzzled, then smiled brightly, "These aren't valuable. I've eaten half of them. If you don't mind, just take them."
He passed half a packet of spicy sticks to Chen Xiaobei.
"Thank you so much!"
Chen Xiaobei received the hot sticks and began to figure out how to send them. After a brief click and selection of 'storage' in the red envelope feature, he aimed the camera, and with a click, the spicy sticks were included in the red envelope.
Send!
*Ding Ding* - You sent a red envelope to Yan Wang.
"This is so easy to send physical objects? Isn't this incredible?" Chen Xiaobei marveled.
However, as soon as the red envelope was issued, he began to regret it. After all, the recipient was Lord Yan! Was half a pack of spicy sticks enough? What if Chen annoyed him, and he marked a red cross on the book of life and death, leading to Chen Xiaobei's early demise?
Time passed every minute. Chen Xiaobei's cold sweat began to pour. "I hope Lord Yan won't get angry. Even if he doesn't like it, at least I won't end up in a miserable state!"
*Ding*
The phone rang, and Chen Xiaobei's heart was in his throat. Summoning courage, he checked the message.
King Yan: Excellent! Delicious! I want more! (Full-screen drooling expression)
King Yan: Fellow Daoist! What's the name of this delicacy? The king has never tasted anything like this before! The flavor is extraordinary!
King Yan: Fellow Daoist! Is this delicacy still available? Can you get more for my king? I can't get enough!
King Yan: Fellow Daoist... Fellow Daoist, are you still there? Please respond quickly!
Looking at the messages, Chen Xiaobei couldn't help but fall into a state of disbelief.
Lord Yan, Ye Tangtang, was raving about half a pack of spicy sticks!
Chen Xiaobei was astonished. This completely defied common sense! How could this be?
Chen Xiaobei composed himself and replied: The delicacy is called spicy sticks, quite rare. Unfortunately, I have no more at the moment. If I come across them again, I will be sure to dedicate them to Lord Yan.
Chen Xiaobei was not foolish. By presenting rare spicy sticks to Yan Wang, he could make them even rarer. This would make Yan Wang more grateful and eagerly anticipate the next encounter!
It's a form of demand marketing! It would be easier to find Yan Wang in the future!
Indeed, this is called "hunger marketing"!
King Yan: It's a shame... Precious things are always so scarce... (three disappointed expressions) But, my friend, my king is content!
*Ding Ding* - Received a red envelope from King Yan, containing a high-level Ghost War Eye, deposited in a treasure chest.
Chen Xiaobei was ecstatic at first sight.
Nether War Eyes! The name alone exuded
madness and coolness!
Most importantly, he had traded a half pack of spicy sticks for it. It felt like soaring to the heavens!
King Yan: My King is about to attend a meeting, so I won't keep you. Next time you have spicy sticks, remember to save some for My King! (Three drooling expressions)
Chen Xiaobei couldn't wait to open the treasure chest.
— High-level Ghost War Eye, refined by the King himself, enhanced with additional features compared to ordinary Ghost War Eyes! To use or not?
"This thing has both ordinary and advanced features? It seems that Lord Yan truly considers me a friend." Chen Xiaobei grinned.
Use!
With a press of his finger, a faint blue light shot from the treasure chest into Chen Xiaobei's left eye.
In an instant, everything around him turned blue!
Countless ancient characters flowed in the dark and hell, forming a mysterious power within Chen Xiaobei's left eye.
These characters converged into the shape of a disc, resembling an ancient formation, completely hidden within Chen Xiaobei's left eye.
When the surroundings returned to normal, more than ten minutes had passed.
"Boy, we're at Aoto University. What are you doing? Boy..." the driver shouted for a long time.
"Hmm... how much is it?"
Chen Xiaobei rubbed his somewhat stiff face.
In the over ten minutes just now, it felt like his soul had been pulled out of his body. Now he was finally coming to his senses.
"Eighteen yuan," said the driver.
"Alright, no need to find change... huh?" Chen Xiaobei took out twenty yuan and handed it over. When he looked up at the driver, he suddenly stopped.
*Ding Ding* - Stats modified: 0, physique 1, combat effectiveness 5.
In Chen Xiaobei's left eye, a line of blue text appeared, and a small arrow pointed at the driver.
"This must be one of the functions of the Ghost War Eye! This driver is a martial practitioner! Haha!" Chen Xiaobei felt a sense of joy.
"What about my own combat effectiveness?"
*Ding Ding* - Stats modified: 0, physique 1, combat effectiveness 4.
"Lying grass! This is a bit too harsh. I'm not even as strong as a weak martial practitioner..." Chen Xiaobei blushed but became more determined. He must enhance his strength!
After paying the fare, Chen Xiaobei got out of the car and walked towards the school gate.
Suddenly, he noticed a group of men with various appearances surrounding a woman around a corner near the school entrance.
If it were any other woman, Chen Xiaobei might not have been overly concerned. However, this woman needed his attention — she was Chen Xiaobei's class counselor!
Ivy National University, Four Spent the Fourth - Lin Xiang.