Chapter 982 - Death with A Strike (1/2)

Time went by slowly for a month.

Sir System had managed to fill up the thirteen magic bubbles in which the Grim Reaper exhaled. This was quite a strenuous work.

Fang Ning collapsed on the floor of the System Space, looking relieved to be finally freed of it all.

“Only a small amount of work and you’re exhausted to the brim. Don’t you feel embarrassed?” Sir System mocked.

“Listen to what you’re saying! A man with smarts like mine wouldn’t stoop so low if I didn’t have to chase that spirit general away for justice,” Fang Ning said.

“Cut it out. I think that it’s meaningful, you doing such jobs. Definitely a hundred times better than reading novels,” Sir System said greedily. “Next time, I’ll loan some magic from the Magical Energy Bank for you to purify them, and then I’ll sell the product to them for a high price as another way to earn money.”

“…” Fang Ning’s forehead started to sweat. “Sir, you really are becoming stingier by the day, even for formulating plans like this. Aren’t you tired of it?”

“Why, you don’t agree with me?” Sir System questioned.

“F*ck if I agree, I’m very busy, you know.” Fang Ning summoned the Heavenly Book and started to flip it, putting up a front…

“Quit it and go negotiate with Black Water. Ask him to search for the Shadow Ghost General and give me the additional four combos while you’re at it,” Sir System nagged him.

“You can do it yourself. Why do you always make me talk to them?” Fang Ning did not want to move.

“Look at you. I’m a mysterious presence in their eyes. If I interact with them too frequently, how can I keep up the suspense?” Sir System snapped. “I talk too much with you. You saw through me, and look where I am now.”

Fang Ning was speechless. So, he later went to the entertainment room and relayed Sir System’s demands to Death.

Death provided his thorough service and a question lined with concern at the side. “That Shadow Spirit General is extraordinarily strong. As the lead general of the Heavenly Oracle Spirit Lord and a mirror double of sorts, he has an array of life-saving skills at his disposal. You really don’t need me to deal with him in person?”

Fang Ning hesitated. He did not want to do another month of menial work, and so he said to Sir System, “Mr. Death was right. We have met people that were impossible to kill in the past. Ling Yunzi, for instance, had doppelgangers to take the brunt of the hit for him. This spirit general is going to be a lot more formidable than Ling Yunzi. Are you sure you can do this?”

“I certainly couldn’t in the past, but I procured quite a lot of gold just now, did I not? I’m going to spend them now,” Sir System said confidently. “If I let Death have him, wouldn’t I waste my efforts for the past month? Do you think I’ll agree?”

Fang Ning showed his understanding. With Sir System’s personality, he would not be content if he did not kill the general himself.

System Notification: [The System has used 100 billion experience points, leveling up Atmospheric Morality Technique to Mythical-level.

The System has used 100 billion experience points, leveling up True Bodhi Tactics to Mythical-level.

The System has used 100 billion experience points, leveling up Dragonization Ability to Mythical-level.

The System has used 100 billion experience points, leveling up Heavensward Sword Technique to Mythical-level.]

“Now, do you think I can kill it?” Sir System gloated.

“Uh, you should be at Ocean-level now, shouldn’t you?” Fang Ning asked carefully.

It was impossible for him to not be uncareful. The sheer exorbitance of spending thirty thousand gold in seconds was simply too awe-inspiring.

“Uh, of course. My current strength should be equal to that of the Shadow Spirit General’s.” Sir System was confident in himself.

“Fine then. Let them know our true abilities.” Fang Ning had made up his mind.

Then he said to Death, “Mr. Death, please do a spell and determine the whereabouts of the Shadow Spirit General. Also, do supplement the Heavenly Sword with the extra features like the last time.”

“Sure. The client’s needs are always my first priority,” Death said decisively.

Black Pot, who was standing nearby, suddenly sighed. “You’re really getting accustomed to that. A supreme deity like you, Lord Death, who once stood in the highest ranks has really turned into a common merchant.”

“Haha. Brother Culinary God, you’re too hung up on appearances. The gods have become a thing in the past. If we want to ascend to the divine thrones again, we should know our place. We must not be obsessed with our pasts, or else we won’t be able to see the path under our feet clearly,” Black Water said candidly.

Black Pot had no response to that. It was evident that his state of mind was far from the other’s.

If not, how else could the other rule an entire world and become a supreme deity while he was only a common culinary god?

Fang Ning was filled with admiration after listening to his words.

He was a god after all; this open-minded mentality of his was definitely extraordinary.