radiothebook Chapter 710 Origin and Extinction
Chapter 710 Origin and Extinction
Chapter 710 Origin and Extinction
Hao Jiejie didn't even glance at her, her eyes fixed intently on the bones in the pot: "We never make deals."
Houtu Niangniang: "Then what's the deal with you and that octopus?"
Hao Jiejie said earnestly, "Those are gifts exchanged between fellow villagers."
Houtu Niangniang directly took action, but unexpectedly, once the pot lid was on, even she couldn't open it.
Even the Goddess Houtu laughed in exasperation: "Are you a clam? Why are you so tightly closed?"
Hao Jiejie chuckled.
No life, no civilization, has ever been able to snatch unprepared food from them!
No! There is! No! person!
Except for that damn, weird information stream!
Over the years, Hao Jiejie has regretted that she should have put a lid on the pot when she was making the most important soup.
Sure enough, the product of my regret finally came in handy and showed its value!
Houtu Niangniang suddenly had a toothache.
If she were in her prime, a full-force attack could have broken this pot.
But now...
Ugh.
If you can't break it by hitting it, and you can't lift it up by lifting it, then there's only one way left.
Houtu Niangniang: "Besides gifts among fellow villagers, to whom else have you given food?"
Hao Jiejie thought for a moment: "My good friends, the little elves."
Houtu Niangniang's eyes lit up: "Then we can also have a gift exchange between good friends."
"You?" Hao Jiejie felt that her aura clashed with his, that they were not on the same wavelength. Just as she was about to refuse, she heard Houtu Niangniang speak.
"I really want to be your friend. I'm willing to give you the red spider lily and the water of the River of Oblivion as a gift."
Hao Jiejie swallowed her words of refusal.
The other party is so sincere; we can indeed be friends.
What gift do you want from me?
Houtu Niangniang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the pot: "Give her to me. Even if you keep cooking her, you won't be able to dissolve the bones."
"why?"
Houtu Niangniang chuckled: "Because she is the rib of a god. Do you understand? The kind of god who can create a new world, whose true strength is greater than the combined strength of all of you city lords."
Hao Jiejie didn't believe her: "How did you know?"
Houtu Niangniang: "Because I am an incarnation of a deity."
The clone contains a wisp of divine essence and a piece of rib.
The clone used its original essence to become Houtu Niangniang, and its bones to become Meng Po.
Hao Jiejie hesitated, unsure whether she should trust the woman in front of her.
The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for nine days.
Nine days later, the bones were still as smooth and new as ever.
"Okay, friend, I'll accept your gift."
Hao Jiejie only allowed new friends to bring bones; the pot of meat soup was for her fellow villagers.
Hao Jiejie has a very clear bias between her fellow villagers and unreliable new friends.
Hao Jiejie kept only one bowl of soup for herself, and gave the rest to her fellow villagers.
She used this soup, along with spider lilies and water from the River of Oblivion, to brew a replica of Meng Po's soup.
The octopus really enjoyed the soup and drank it all in one go.
Hao Jiejie also felt that this soup was her most satisfying creation so far.
Everything is proceeding smoothly and according to plan.
The struggle between the Underworld and the three city lords intensifies. "You destroy one of my cities, I'll destroy one of your small worlds."
The fighting went on and on, never ending. Only the City of Immortality remained a haven of peace.
The Goddess Houtu visited more frequently, bringing more and more gifts.
Sometimes, Hao Jiejie would give her some ghost messengers, like the Black and White Impermanence.
Sometimes, Hao Jiejie was reluctant to give them away, such as to the Eight Great Yama Kings.
But the Goddess Houtu was incredibly sincere, not only bringing a copper-scaled snake as a pet, but also instructing Hao Jiejie on how to raise it for sustainable development.
"With such intense fighting, whether the underworld can even exist, and whether these creatures will ever return, are all unknowns. Don't you want to stockpile more?"
Hao Jiejie thought she was right, so she agreed.
This struggle lasted for countless years, so long that the City of Immortality expanded thousands or even tens of thousands of times.
Over time, the octopus, once a fellow villager, became a stranger.
Octopuses are coming to [Zirantang] less and less often.
It seems that it has something more important than eating delicious food.
When the octopus finally arrived at [Zirantang], it stopped talking about whether the food was good or not, and started talking about things that Hao Jiejie was not interested in.
"Fellow villager, did you know? I've discovered a way to summon helpers without wasting energy! Just select some people with potential from the 3000 minor worlds and put them into the reincarnation pool, and you can become my helper, turning the gun on their people!"
"Damn it, we all put in the same amount of effort, so why did I get the least amount of energy? This isn't fair!"
"Aaaaah! The Eight Great Yama Kings were supposed to die, so why is he back on the battlefield? There must be a traitor among us. Is it the Lord of the City of No Return, or the Lord of the City of Rebirth?"
"I think it's the city lord of the City of Rebirth! His name is a mortal enemy of my city's name. He's definitely jealous of me!"
Hao Jiejie really wanted to remind it that the City of Rebirth came first, and its City of Death was acquired later.
Later, Hao Jiejie hadn't seen her fellow villagers for a very long time.
At [Zirantang], there is never a shortage of ingredients.
Some were gifts from the Goddess Houtu, and some were sneaky little people who came to exchange them for food.
They said the food reminded them of what it feels like to be alive.
Hao Jiejie then realized that she might have made a mistake; these silly little people must have come from the same hometown and developed from the small world.
Days passed by, until one night, the woman barged into [Zirantang].
"My friend, shall we play a game?"
Her dress resembled shattered mountains and rivers, her golden crown slumped askew, and her long hair was scattered like withered vines.
The divine mark on his forehead dimmed, and fine beads of blood seeped out, sliding down his cheeks like tears flowing from the earth.
His right arm hung limply, and fine soil trickled down from where his nail had been broken.
A pale gold tinge clung to the corner of her lips, and the shawl behind her was riddled with holes, vaguely revealing a deep, bone-revealing wound on her shoulder blade, from which stardust-like glimmers of light constantly escaped.
He was carrying a large cloth bag in his left hand.
She said, "Friend, help me hide this package, hide it where no one can find it. In return, I'll tell you a way to make a big pot of thick soup."
No ingredient can escape Hao Jiejie's keen sense of smell.
She knew what was in that cloth bag.
She wasn't interested in the game: "People can lie, ghosts can lie, but my craftsmanship won't lie to me."
"What a clever spirit!" Houtu's eyes sparkled. "Then let's try a different game. You hide it for me, and I'll be your food. How about that?"
"You want to be my food? Why?" Hao Jiejie already knew what it meant to use living beings as food.
Many, many creatures will scream and wail in the pot.
The Goddess Houtu curled her lips: "Don't ask me why, just answer me, is it okay?"
(End of this chapter)