Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 793 - 792: Floyd Hart of Jingyang Ridge

Chapter 793: Chapter 792: Floyd Hart of Jingyang Ridge

The Dragon Gate World also had its celebrity effects, and Messiah Palmer was indeed a star, so the poems she wrote quickly spread far and wide, and now everyone knew that Bryson Campbell on Chicken Mountain was nothing more than a pile of dog shit.

Yusuf Zuck was somewhat amused and frustrated, and it also confirmed the old saying: Warriors kill with swords, while scholars kill with words.

Yusuf Zuck wasn’t really angry or hateful about it, because after all, it was his fault to begin with. What’s the big deal if someone curses you a few times? So he just took it as a joke and didn’t make much of it. Actually, what he really wanted to know was how the Saint Dragon Pavilion had reacted, seeing as he destroyed the Dragon Gate Passage’s teleportation formation.

However, the old man at the tea shed apparently didn’t know the secret of the cultivators, and just recited a few poems with him.

Listening to the recitations gave Yusuf Zuck the urge to vomit blood, so after drinking a cup of tea, he strode off towards the Capital City.

The Capital City was still bustling, with the constant flow of carriages and horses. Yusuf Zuck entered from North City, took a turn to East City, and then headed to the Painter’s Alley. From afar, he could already see the brothel Heaven on Earth.

The brothel was still open, but there weren’t many people during the day.

After thinking for a bit, Yusuf Zuck walked into the tavern opposite Heaven on Earth. Floyd had told him that he secretly bought this tavern, and no one knew that he was the owner.

When Yusuf Zuck entered, it wasn’t mealtime, but there were quite a few people in the tavern. After a quick glance, he noticed that many of them were cultivators, some even at the Golden Core Realm, casually drinking!

Yusuf Zuck narrowed his eyes slightly. These people were pretending to drink but were actually surveilling Heaven on Earth, right? But which power did they belong to? The palace’s? The Saint Dragon Pavilion’s? Or perhaps from a sect like Heavenly Origin?

"Hey boy, where are you? Bring the wine and the food, I’m starving!" Yusuf Zuck shouted out loud, and his mood suddenly improved. If these people were surveilling Heaven on Earth, it meant that no trouble had befallen the establishment yet, and Floyd should still be alive.

There were only diners upstairs, no servers, and as Yusuf Zuck shouted, a guy downstairs with a white towel immediately rushed up the stairs, running and saying with a grin, "Coming, coming!"

"Hmm?" Yusuf Zuck was facing away from the stair entrance, so when he heard the server’s voice, he suddenly found it very familiar, and turned around abruptly.

As he turned his head, he was dumbfounded, his mouth opening unconsciously.

Standing in front of him was the server, wearing a pageboy hat, dressed in a long robe, and wiping the table for Yusuf Zuck with a flirtatious smile.

"My apologies for the wait, sir!" The server said with a smile.

"This place isn’t bad; even the server is at the Foundation Establishment?" Yusuf Zuck sized up the person in front of him and recognized it was Russ Trujillo, his brother-in-law, acting as a server here.

"It’s all thanks to the generous tips from the lords here. A few days ago, a lord gave me a mystic bean, and after eating it, I reached the Foundation Establishment," Russ Trujillo chuckled, not recognizing Yusuf Zuck.

"You’re quite the clever pageboy. Here’s a mystic bean for you as a reward; eat up!" Yusuf Zuck laughed heartily and casually threw a pill bottle to him, containing an Embryo Breathing Pill.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you! But what kind of pill is this?" Russ Trujillo asked excitedly.

"Of course, it’s Embryo Breathing. Now, now, get some good food and drink; don’t worry about the cost!" Yusuf chuckled ecstatically.

"Leave it to me!" Russ Trujillo scampered off, delighted.

About half an hour later, he came back up, accompanied by another server, both carrying trays with wine and dishes.

When Yusuf Zuck saw the other server, he couldn’t stop swallowing his saliva—were these bastards in the Dragon Gate World to experience life? The other server turned out to be Memphis Blackwell, although Blackwell’s cultivation level was a bit lower and he hadn’t yet reached Foundation Establishment.

Yusuf Zuck curiously examined the two, but they behaved normally, aside from Blackwell sneaking a glance at him once and not exposing any further impropriety.

Yusuf Zuck thought for a moment, then he gently enveloped the entire restaurant with his telekinesis.

And the chef, it was freaking Uriel Arellano.

All three of his brothers were in this restaurant!

Yusuf Zuck took several deep breaths; it seemed that the trivial heaven on earth had taken effect—after family members arrived, recognition would naturally follow.

Just why in the hell hadn’t this bunch of bastards gone to Chicken Mountain? Why were they working here as waiters and chefs?

Just as the dishes were served and Anais Dillon and Russ Trujillo had come downstairs, the doors of heaven on earth across the street opened. Then two little turtles dashed out, standing one to the left and one to the right, followed by a strutting Floyd Hart, walking with a square pace, holding a birdcage. Behind him were a male and a female Feather Transform demon, creating quite the scene.

Yusuf Zuck couldn’t help but laugh. Compared to Floyd Hart, Anais Dillon and his crew were like heaven and earth—Floyd Hart was more impressive than an Emperor, while Anais Dillon and his lot were relegated to manual labor.

Floyd Hart strode with a square pace toward the restaurant; he ate his three meals a day there.

"Master Floyd has arrived~" Anais Dillon sang out below, and then things became lively downstairs. Russ Trujillo was all warm greetings towards Floyd Hart, who walked proudly with his neck held high, asking about any fresh ingredients and such as he went along.

The group went upstairs, and Russ Trujillo hung the birdcage by the window. Floyd Hart also saluted all the dining guests on the second floor. Whether he knew them or not, that counted as a greeting.

He swept a glance at Yusuf Zuck but that was it; then he turned his back and sat at another table. However, at that moment, both of the large demons tensed up, then looked at Yusuf Zuck with immense puzzlement.

Yusuf Zuck glanced at the two of them and then made a subtle shaking gesture with his head.

The two large demons had sensed him; after all, their souls were connected, so they sensed their master’s presence as soon as they arrived.

The two turtles cheerfully invited the two demons to another table, and the large demons were smart enough not to look at Yusuf Zuck anymore.

"Here is the list of ingredients; please take a look, Master Floyd," Russ Trujillo said, taking out a piece of paper and laying it on Floyd Hart’s table. Floyd Hart read it, singing, "Lamb... lamb... lamb kidneys, roast five of those, and this nourishing pot; just one pot will do." Maybe speaking was too much of an effort, Floyd Hart sang the latter part.

Yusuf Zuck had a hunch that the so-called list of ingredients might just be some kind of code agreed upon between Russ Trujillo and Floyd Hart, containing various pieces of intelligence.

"Right, right, Little Yellow, you’ve got many sources here. Have you heard how many Earth Immortals there are now?" Floyd Hart sang asking.

"Just last night someone was talking about it; they said four have appeared now!" Russ Trujillo answered respectfully.

"Oh, a Well Geyser of Earth Immortals!" Floyd Hart sighed and waved his hand at Russ Trujillo.

At this moment, Yusuf Zuck was shocked. Four Earth Immortals had already appeared? What was happening?

He finally turned around and, holding his cup of wine, plonked himself next to Floyd Hart.

Floyd Hart, who was holding a cup of tea, frowned and glanced sideways at Yusuf Zuck.

"Master Floyd, what did you mean by a Well Geyser of Earth Immortals just now? I am Floyd Hart from the Wellsun Ridge!" Yusuf Zuck said with a grin.

"Pff~" Floyd Hart, who was sipping tea, suddenly sprayed the tea out, and Russ Trujillo, who was on his way downstairs, nearly tumbled down the stairs!