Chapter 1227 - 1224: Collapse of Rituals and Music²

"So, what wish did you have?"

Ansheng looked strange, his gaze moved from the Wish List to the Ink Green Frog and asked.

"Ribbit—"

The Ink Green Frog beamed with joy, opened its mouth, and its tongue curled into its abdomen for a while, then spat out a medium-sized SUV sealed box, which landed heavily on the ground.

The Ink Green Frog extended its arms and pulled out an AR15 automatic rifle and a bottle of whiskey from the sealed box.

"Ribbit ribbit ribbit, ribbit—"

The Ink Green Frog looked embarrassed. Actually, what I had weren't really wishes. It's just that, after heading to Xia Country, I probably won't get the chance to return.

So, I'm planning to give away my home decorations as gifts to my "friends" back in my hometown.

Consider it giving back to society, this way, I can repay the old commander's training.

"...Giving back to the neighbors?"

Ansheng's expression became even more peculiar. He glanced again at the wishes on the Wish List and said, "I didn't expect that among our Spirit Beasts, there would be such loyal and faithful fellows!"

"Where is your hometown?"

"Ribbit—"

Not far, just in Florida, and by then, I could also get you some cigars, guaranteed hand-rolled by young maidens. The Ink Green Frog said joyfully.

"Master Fuli, what's that frog saying?" Li Wenkang sized up the Ink Green Frog and asked quizzically.

The Ink Green Frog had a gun in one hand, whiskey in the other, making gestures with both hands, grinning mischievously, emitting an aura of malevolence no matter how you looked at it.

"It's nothing much, just that this present frog is very loyal, and before leaving, it's giving away its belongings along with its house to its old neighborhood."

Ansheng said to Li Wenkang.

On the Wish List details page, there's actually a description about the wish.

The Ink Green Frog is essentially a bullfrog; despite its current massive size, it was less than palm-sized during its childhood.

The folks in Florida often mistook the Ink Green Frog for a hallucination toad and licked it.

Humans licked it, dogs licked it, and when they both realized they had the wrong target, they would kick it.

The Ink Green Frog lived its childhood like a soccer ball, and after joining the Marines in adulthood, it was spared the fate of being turned into club juice, but its situation wasn't much better.

It got three tubes of blood drawn a day, nine injections, and all kinds of super-enhancers were administered to the Ink Green Frog.

The combination of hormone surges and Spirit Particle Catalysis turned the Ink Green Frog from a bullfrog into a super muscle frog.

Various hormonal drugs marinated the Ink Green Frog into its current form, making it exceptionally powerful.

"In any case, we've gained a Territory Spirit Beast for free, no matter how you calculate it, it's a win."

Ansheng waved to Li Wenkang and glanced toward a corner of the bathhouse, where a Thorn Insect was hugging a cantaloupe in the corner, looking puzzled, and was poking its tail into the spherical cantaloupe.

After a business trip, two Spirit Beasts were acquired for free.

One with a tongue that can stick to anything and swallow it, and another with a tail that acts like a homing missile—the two together are like the Door Gods.

......

After resting for a while at the Ankel Bathhouse.

Ansheng slapped the Ink Green Frog on the head, forcibly installing a Genetic Plugin in it, transforming it from a bullfrog into a muscular man with long ink-green hair, for smooth entry into the Luwu Fighter.

However.

Before returning to Xia Country, Ansheng took the frog to Florida.

Guided by the Ink Green Frog, the Luwu Fighter hovered over a luxury residential neighborhood.

The Ink Green Frog flipped off and landed, turned around to a steel-and-concrete mansion, and kicked the door open, startling a curly-haired blonde woman inside.

"Motherfucker, surprise!"

The Ink Green Frog greeted the commander's wife and went inside, packed up the liquor and firearms, and headed straight for the most chaotic slum in the state.

"10 bucks fun, or a mystery gift, which one do you choose?"

The Ink Green Frog surveyed the street, placed the package of firearms and whiskey, and 10 bucks in front of a gang member and asked.

"Uh..."

The puzzled Black guy hesitated, glanced at the elegantly wrapped gift box and the 10 bucks, and chose the gift box.

"Good buddy, it's yours." The Ink Green Frog grinned, handing over the package.

The Black guy looked suspicious, opened the package, his eyes widened upon seeing a corner of the gift inside. He quickly shut the box, face flushed, and eyed the Ink Green Frog, "Are you serious?"

"Naturally, buddy," the Ink Green Frog said.

"Hand over my 10 bucks fun, then get the hell off my turf and away from my cardboard box!" The Black guy, full of excitement, pulled out an extended mag Glock and pointed at the Ink Green Frog.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy, calm down, it's yours, all yours, including the Western Magical Leaves."

The Ink Green Frog looked panicked, threw down the goods, turned and ran out of the neighborhood, turned a corner into an alley, pulled out a mystery gift box and 10 bucks from its belly, and continued seeking its "destined friend."

Meanwhile, far away in Miami, inside a Chinese restaurant packaging Western-style Chinese food for Master Fuli to try, a flash of gold appeared in his mind.

["Water of Life with a long gun, dark street 'bang bang' wish fulfilled. The Ink Green Frog gifted the commander's entire villa and decorations to the neighbors, achieving immense satisfaction, transforming the slum streets into a new era of deterrence..."]

[Wish Power +1]

"I don't understand, but I'm greatly shocked..."

Perched on a chair, Ansheng stared at the summary glow popping up on the Wish List, dumbfounded.

Goodness gracious.

How many guns did that Ink Green Frog have? Once things were handed out, the entire street ended up armed!

"Sir, your meal is packed, would you like to pay by cash or simply rob?"

In a fancy restaurant, a woman dressed as a chef cautiously brought a packed meal box to Master Fuli's table.

The fox... barged in, followed by a group of armed men, stating they were collecting supper.

Such a bizarre scene left the whole restaurant, from the manager to the chef, not daring to say a word.

"What robbery, Mr. An will swipe the card. I'm very pleased with your service, having not spit in the food while working overtime. A ten-thousand-dollar tip each!"

Ansheng fished out a credit card issued by Lu Wu from his fox tail, ready to swipe the POS machine.

Ah Mei's travel expenses, covered by Huaide Biology, Ansheng wouldn't hold back.

Authentic Western-style Chinese food, Ansheng had wanted to try it in his past life, but he didn't feel bulletproof enough to visit Ah Mei.

Now, with the bulletproof ability and coincidentally traveling to Ah Mei, he had to pack a late-night snack.

Western-style Chinese food, all hot and spicy, greasy sugar blends.

How could it possibly taste bad?

Tonight, drag Ah Qing along and savor the late-night snacks brought back from Ah Mei.

"Huh!?"

The female chef in the restaurant was flabbergasted, pulling out a POS machine from her apron, and looking at Master Fuli.

"Sir..."

"Thanks for your generosity, but let me just say, tonight's incident has been very peculiar."

The fox brought people in, then claimed to charge a card afterward.

Not even urban legends dare spin this way, perhaps you'd better change it to a robbery instead! So I can at least report it.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"

Ansheng rolled his eyes, raised a hand, and got Miyel to help carry the takeout, heading out the door straight to the Ink Green Frog's neighborhood, boarding Lu Wu to ride home together.