"I'm first! I'm first!"
Ghost Douluo shot toward the counter like his life depended on it, terrified that if he moved a second slower, the reward might sprout wings and fly away.
Behind him, Chrysanthemum Douluo pouted in disdain.
"Look at how spineless you are. You're even more eager than me," he muttered—
but he didn't dare say any of that out loud.
Instead, he watched longingly, calculating what sort of reward his salad might bring.
Ghost Douluo rubbed his hands with excitement, eyes that were usually cold and eerie now shining like twin light bulbs.
He respectfully placed an exquisite gold coin on the counter.
"Senior! Please accept it!"
Lin Feng lazily reached out to take it—
When the system suddenly screeched in his head:
Ding! Detected abnormal payment from a leek!
This system does not accept CHECK-TYPE CURRENCIES.
Only physical gold and actual treasures are recognized!
Such worthless items will NOT be accepted!
Lin Feng almost choked.
Why does this stupid system always embarrass me at critical moments?!
But on the surface, he maintained the calm, unfathomable air of a hidden master.
He lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at the coin, and gently pushed it back.
"I don't accept this kind of thing."
Ghost Douluo blinked.
"Ah? Senior… what do you mean?"
Lin Feng reclined in his rocking chair, his tone lazy yet carrying unquestionable authority.
"I only accept physical gold coins or equivalent treasures."
His voice paused just the right amount.
"I don't take check-type currency."
Ghost Douluo was dumbfounded.
He'd lived for decades, traveled the whole continent—
This was the first time he'd met someone who refused gold coins.
Behind him, Chrysanthemum Douluo coughed delicately.
Then slowly pulled out his little notebook and wrote very seriously:
"Senior only accepts cash and treasures. Gold coins not accepted."
Ghost Douluo: "…"
He resisted the urge to snatch that notebook and burn it on the spot.
But rules were rules.
So Ghost Douluo hurriedly took out thirty thousand real gold coins, enough to fill an entire bag.
Lin Feng finally accepted it with a wave of his hand.
"The draw begins."
The system's voice resounded with unusual enthusiasm:
System evaluation: Not bad, not bad! This leek is very sensible!
Random Reward: Eighty-thousand-year Spirit Bone — Hell Ghost Shadow Left Arm Bone
Host Reward: 3000 Gourmet Points
Lin Feng let the suspense hang in the air.
Ghost Douluo's breathing stopped.
"Your reward is…" Lin Feng said slowly.
Ghost Douluo leaned forward unconsciously.
"An eighty-thousand-year Spirit Bone."
—Silence.
Then—
BOOM.
That single sentence detonated like thunder.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan all froze, jaws dropping wide open.
Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled violently, almost dropping his notebook.
Before anyone could speak, Lin Feng flicked his wrist.
Buzz!!
A mass of dense black light appeared out of thin air, floating above the counter.
Within the black radiance was a pitch-black arm bone, covered in eerie demonic patterns.
A chilling, domineering aura swept through the entire restaurant.
"T-this is…" Ghost Douluo's voice shook uncontrollably.
As a Titled Douluo, he could clearly feel the terrifying power contained inside that bone—
This was absolutely a treasure born only from the death of an eighty-thousand-year spirit beast!
"Hell Ghost Shadow Left Arm Bone," Lin Feng explained casually.
"It greatly increases speed and explosive power."
Gulp.
Ghost Douluo swallowed hard, reaching out with trembling hands.
This was… perfection.
A spirit bone tailor-made for his martial spirit.
"Senior… is this really… for me…?" His voice broke with emotion.
Lin Feng nodded, nudging the bone toward him with a flick.
The oppressive, terrifying spirit bone floated gently into Ghost Douluo's hands.
Ghost Douluo cradled it as if it were his firstborn child, his entire world.
"Thank you, Senior! From today onward, I— I will serve you faithfully!"
With a loud thud! he dropped to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly.
All Titled Douluo dignity?
Gone.
All Elder prestige?
Thrown out the window.
Chrysanthemum Douluo stood frozen, staring at the scene.
His old partner—
The Ghost Douluo who had always been neck-and-neck with him—
Was kneeling.
Holding an 80,000-year spirit bone.
His heart twisted painfully.
That phrase came to mind:
You fear your brother suffers,
but you also fear your brother drives a Land Rover.
But Chrysanthemum Douluo?
He was experiencing the ultimate version of that feeling.
Was he happy for Ghost Douluo?
Yes…
Perhaps…
Theoretically…
But the dominant feelings?
Jealousy.
Regret.
And a deep, suffocating heartbreak that made him want to vomit blood.
Why?
Why wasn't it him?!
Yesterday—
He was the first one here!
He even drew a treasure greater than a spirit bone—
The Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum, capable of pushing him straight to level 96 or even 97!
But because he was stupid, because he sought death,
He personally threw away the greatest opportunity of his life!
And today, his old partner
—right before his eyes—
received an 80,000-year Spirit Bone!!
Chrysanthemum Douluo felt physically ill.
Even worse—
Ghost Douluo excitedly shoved the Spirit Bone toward him.
"Yue Guan! Look! LOOK!
An eighty-thousand-year Spirit Bone!"
"If it weren't for you, how could I, Gui Mei, obtain such a treasure in my whole life?!"
Ghost Douluo grabbed his shoulders tightly.
His voice shook with sincerity.
"From today onward, you're my big brother!
If anyone dares harm a single hair on you, I will fight them to the death!!"
This hug, these words—
to Chrysanthemum Douluo…
were devastating.
"Heh… heh heh…"
Chrysanthemum Douluo forced a twisted smile.
"Old Ghost… you… you're too kind…"
"We're partners after all… it's… only right… only right…"
But inside?
He was screaming.
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