Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 159 - 155: Pay Money!

Chapter 159: Chapter 155: Pay Money!

"Young man, do you crave power?"

"I crave breasts; do you have any?"

When the Fire Dragon Soul first encountered the Vermilion Bird Principal Officer from the Town Martial Office, it at least exchanged a few words before its physical body was taken and sealed.

But upon meeting Zhang San, it was silenced in a single sentence.

"Release me, and I’ll make sure you’re well compensated,"

"I’m happy that you want to give me a reward, but I’m not happy with the tone you’re using to talk to me."

Zhang San directly cast the Evil-Banishing Eye Seal Spell and began refining the Red Dragon Soul within the giant hammer in his hand.

"Stop, stop, stop! Let’s talk this through. How about I teach you a Forging Method, like the one that the Red Dragon Sect used to have? It’s really something..."

"Have you taken a good look at what you’re inside of right now?"

The Red Dragon Soul fell silent again.

It was using a Forging Method to seal itself, yet it thought about teaching others that very method.

"But I am a noble member of the Dragon Clan!"

"Speaking of which, my mount is also a dragon, what’s so special about you?"

Upon hearing this, the Red Dragon Soul immediately said, "How about I become your mount instead? Being an Artifact Spirit is too shameful for a dragon!"

Zhang San snorted coldly.

"Forget it, I’m afraid of scorching my butt. Just be a good hammer Artifact Spirit for now."

After communicating with the Red Dragon Soul inside the hammer, Zhang San took out some metal and started crafting with the Red Dragon Hammer.

Zhang San wasn’t skilled in hammer techniques, so his main goal in forging the Red Dragon Hammer was to have a convenient tool for his own crafting.

The fight with the beings from the Ghost Domain made Zhang San realize he really couldn’t afford to craft woodwork on the spot when facing enemies; there wasn’t enough time.

Therefore, he needed a set of tools for Woodcraft Making, and given his current strength, at least a set of Low Grade Mysterious Weapons.

However, such tools were not available at the Town Martial Office, so Zhang San could only start by forging a hammer, then forging a set of tools himself.

After all, the tools needed, such as Carpenter’s rulers, Magic Beans, Planes, Chisels, Drills, and Engraving Knives, only had to be precise, but weren’t difficult to forge.

Especially with the Earth Fire inside the Red Dragon Hammer in Zhang San’s hand, he easily forged thirty-six Lower Grade Mysterious Weapon level tools for Woodcraft Making.

Zhang San casually picked up a tree trunk with its bark burnt but the inside undamaged, split it, and assembled it into a case that looked like a Sword Box. It opened to reveal three layers of tools inside, and he polished all the necessary handles and grips for saws and Engraving Knives.

After Zhang San finished everything, he took a deep breath and glanced at the Red Dragon Hammer in his hand.

"Not bad, what do you want?"

"Freedom." The Red Dragon Soul, realizing it couldn’t leave the Red Dragon Hammer in Zhang San’s possession, decided to try to please him, especially since it had put in extra effort during his recent forging session.

"If you can’t speak properly, then shut up."

Zhang San stowed the Red Dragon Hammer and turned to shout for Miss Ying, who was already stunned in the distance, preparing to leave.

Just then, Ouyang Zhen stepped out to block Zhang San’s path.

"Pay up!"

Zhang San looked at Ouyang Zhen with a confused and innocent expression, blinking his eyes.

"Pay what?"

Ouyang Zhen gestured grandly around them.

"Take a look at this area; do you see what you’ve done to it? Do you plan on just leaving like this?"

Zhang San lifted his hand, and a Wind Ball fell from mid-air. With a light tap, it spun around, and a shadowy image appeared in mid-air.

In the image, it showed the previous conversation between Zhang San and Ouyang Zhen.

"But if there’s any issues with the quality of this Forging Platform, causing unnecessary damage during forging, like destroying the platform or affecting something in the area, who will be accountable for that?"

"I’m accountable!" Ouyang Zhen in the image shouted with determination.

After playing Feng Chengying’s footage, Zhang San glanced at Ouyang Zhen and asked, "What did you just say I had to compensate for?"

Ouyang Zhen remained silent.

Zhang San stowed away Feng Chengying, and with Miss Ying, he walked past Ouyang Zhen.

Though many of the Martial Artists from the Town Martial Office found Zhang San even more unpleasant now,

what could their displeasure do?

They had better start thinking about how they were going to repair these damaged Forging Platforms first!

Moreover, everyone could feel that the temperature on Red Dragon Mountain had dropped a lot compared to normal; they feared that forging and alchemy would be affected for some time to come.

Ouyang Zhen sat on the ground, angrily pounding the earth with his fists.

He just couldn’t understand why the heavens were so blind, allowing such a person to possess such a powerful forging method and to be so annoying, too!

At that moment, a sly-looking Martial Artist from the Town Martial Office sidled up and whispered, "Military Chief, I’ve thought of a solution. We can split the costs and claim it’s natural depreciation or say it’s just normal wear and tear from overuse. This way, the Town Martial Office’s budget can cover the repairs, and you won’t have to pay out of pocket. We might even be able to..."

Slap—

Before the Martial Artist could finish, Ouyang Zhen raised his hand to slap him, sending the scheming Martial Artist flying over ten feet away; even as the man hit the ground, three or four teeth were still airborne.

"Bullshit! If I say I’ll compensate, then I’ll compensate! Ouyang Zhen still has his dignity. How could I embezzle public funds!?"

Right then, Ouyang Zhen heard footsteps coming from behind. They were familiar, and when he turned around, he saw Miss Ying coming back.

Miss Ying took out a fist-sized piece of gold and several pieces of silverware from her Storage Ring.

"Military Chief Ouyang, Zhang San said that quarrels aside, he broke it and it’s only right for him to compensate for the repairs. However... for that first Forging Platform he used, you’ll have to pay for its repair. For the other damaged areas, this money should be enough. If it’s not enough, send a message, and when he receives his salary, he will reimburse you the rest."

After Miss Ying finished speaking, she glanced at Ouyang Zhen, who was still silent with his head bowed, and turned to leave.

The surrounding Martial Artists and other warriors who were just there to watch were curious why the normally hot-tempered Ouyang Zhen was so quiet, not speaking a word for so long.

Slap!

Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen raised his hand and slapped himself.

The surrounding Martial Artists were shocked, and immediately someone rushed over to grab Ouyang Zhen’s hand, trying to prevent him from continuing to slap himself.

"Military Chief, do you feel like Zhang San is insulting you? Rest assured, we will get revenge for you!"

Ouyang Zhen shoved away the people who were holding him back and shakily looked in the direction of the path down the mountain.

"Miss Ying was raised by Officer Bai since she was young, and we old folks at the Town Martial Office know what kind of person she is. And yet, she is now following Zhang San. So, what happened in the Ghost Domain... it’s probably true."

Ouyang Zhen looked at the gold and silverware that Zhang San had left on the ground and preferred to believe that Zhang San and Third Miss Gan were framing Bai Yucheng rather than accept that everything rumored was true.

That was Officer Bai, after all!

How could he...

How would he...

It wasn’t long before Miss Ying caught up with Zhang San, who was descending the mountain, and told him everything that had just happened above.

Zhang San’s brow furrowed, and after a long while, he finally asked, "With so many people present, wasn’t there even one to praise my generosity?"

"I listened carefully, and there wasn’t a single one."

Zhang San’s heart ached.

It wasn’t the spending that hurt; after all, he had made a tidy sum before, so being generous didn’t seem like a big deal now. The thing was, despite spending the money, he didn’t get to show off, which truly irked him.

"Right, Miss Ying, I’ve received a mission. Since you’ll have to guard me closely in the future, I should tell you. But it absolutely must not be leaked."

Zhang San whispered so softly into Miss Ying’s ear: "Principal Officer Ximen and Principal Officer Yue have asked me to find a way to join the Heavenly Punishment Sect and become an undercover agent for the Town Martial Office."

Miss Ying: ???

In that moment, all Miss Ying wanted to know was whether the higher-ups of the Town Martial Office had been drinking fake liquor.