Journey to the West: Reform of the Underworld and the Start of Developing the Internet

Chapter 157

The hunchbacked old man kept bragging about how good his fleet was.

Fengdu naturally didn't listen to any of it.

As the emperor of the underworld, he didn't go to the ship to play some pirate games just to understand the evil demons or experience life.

However, he was quite interested in designing a pirate game.

The Blood Sea is the home of the Styx. To be more precise, it can be said that the Blood Sea is a part of the Styx's body!

Even if it is an evil demon from outside the domain, if it wants to cross the Blood Sea, it must abide by the rules set by the Styx.

For example, if it enters the sea, it will melt, and if it flies in the air, it will fall.

Of course, this rule is not without absolutes.

If the strength exceeds that of the Styx, or if some trump cards are used, the rules are used to transcend.

But there is another problem!

The Styx is already a quasi-saint!

Before the saint-level evil demons wanted to step into the Blood Sea, they had already been blocked by the prehistoric saint.

In other words, the evil demons from outside the blood sea who can enter the Blood Sea are at most quasi-saints.

So it's a pity that the Styx is not a game console.

With evil thoughts in mind, Fengdu's nose moved slightly, and suddenly he smelled a strange yet familiar pungent smell.

He turned around and looked again.

The hunchbacked old man who was just talking eloquently had already returned to the stone angrily, rolled up some dried leaves of a plant, put them into his mouth, lit them and took a deep breath, and immediately there was smoke.

The direction he was standing was just downwind.

""What are you smoking? When did such good stuff appear in the underworld?"

Fengdu was shocked!

Really shocked.

Because this thing looked so much like tobacco, and he had never seen it before!

Of course, this was not the point.

The point was the benefits.

The hunchbacked old man raised his hand,"Huh? You're talking about this?"

""Yes! Where did you find this thing?" Fengdu asked

"Hey, kid, didn’t I realize you’re still a smoker!"

"Want it? Sure! I'll give you a bite!"

The hunchbacked old man casually threw a rolled one into Fengdu's arms, and then explained:"This is actually a kind of weed in the sea of blood. It grows on reefs or in the cracks of bones all year round. We usually call it magic grass, evil grass... In short, it's not a good name."

""Why not give it a better name?" Fengdu asked curiously.

The hunchbacked old man was slightly stunned and looked at Fengdu with a strange face:"Our underworld is not worthy of those fairy-like names."

Fengdu:"……"

Well, he felt implied!

"In fact, this weed is called the evil grass, and there are certain rules for it."The hunchbacked old man said again

"How to say?"

"It is said that this weed mainly absorbs the empty soul shells left after the death of the foreign evil demons. Hey, the foreign evil demons shed a layer of soul shell every time they die, and then revive again. They are really difficult to deal with!"

Speaking of foreign evil demons, the hunchbacked old man seemed extremely irritable.

He kept walking back and forth on the beach with his hands behind his back, kicking the small stones that were in the way into the sea from time to time, but he continued to talk!

"Hey, young man! Do you want to go to sea with me? I dare not say anything else, but this magic grass is definitely enough for you!"

Fengdu:"……"

Good boy!

You haven't given up yet.

How short of people are you on your ship?

"When we see this evil grass, we usually just pick a few and smoke it as a cigarette. It is strong, refreshing, and has a strong stimulating effect. It can even make people forget fatigue and pain."

"This stuff is much more addictive than the ones you smoke in the mortal world. I guarantee you will never forget it after taking a puff."

"It's decided." Fengdu's eyes lit up when he heard this!

"What?"The hunchbacked old man was overjoyed!

"Are you finally willing to go out to sea with my ship?"

"No! It's decided. From now on, this kind of grass will be called Samsara Grass!"

Fengdu looked very serious.

"No, you……"

The hunchbacked old man wanted to say something else, but he blinked slightly and found that the man in front of him had suddenly disappeared.

Let's not talk about the hunchbacked old man's confusion, but Fengdu's surprise was real.

Tobacco may be a harmful thing in the Dharma Ending Age.

But in the prehistoric times when the power belongs to itself, the reincarnation grass must be a good thing to cheer up and cleanse the soul.

Of course, the first version of the reincarnation grass still has various defects.

For example, it is slightly toxic, tastes bitter, and so on!

Even if the hunchbacked old man boasted about it, Fengdu could see at a glance that the taste of the evil tobacco was definitely not good.

But these are not problems in Fengdu's eyes.

The Styx was able to create the Shura clan, and he Fengdu improved the reincarnation grass and opened up a great era of tobacco in the prehistoric times.

Not too much, right?

In addition, the conditions for the growth of the reincarnation grass require the empty soul shell left after the death of the evil demons outside the domain, which invisibly raises the quality of the upcoming tobacco to a higher level! If tobacco sells well, not only the underworld will benefit, but the soldiers on the front line will also get tangible benefits.

The creatures of the three realms have caught up with a good era. From now on, there will be a quick and comfortable way to improve the soul spirit!

Such a good thing must be launched before e-commerce is established.

Fengdu thought so and did so! After hurriedly saying goodbye to the hunchbacked old man, Fengdu began to study.

On the other side, the protagonists of Journey to the West finally set off again and left the Kingdom of Black Chicken!

""Master! How about my speed?"

Zhu Bajie, who was always lazy, smiled so hard that his mouth was almost crooked. He not only took the initiative to take on the work of the eldest brother and led the horse in front, but also took the burden that should have been on Junior Brother Sha's shoulders.

""Bajie! You don't have to run so fast. You are fat and weak. You have just recovered from a serious illness. It would be bad if you were tired again."

Tang Seng smiled and comforted.

It was obvious that after leaving the Black Chicken Kingdom, the journey to the West was finally on track, and he was in a very good mood.

""Alas, I am not tired, I am strong!" Zhu Bajie patted his chest loudly, rarely complaining.

Tang Seng was relieved by Zhu Bajie's abnormal behavior.

Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing followed behind, laughing so hard that they fell backwards!

Even the white dragon horse would sigh every time it ran a distance.

"Hey~idiot!! You must listen to your master and don't run too fast. You have just recovered from a serious illness. If you really can't do it, just rest here."

Sun Wukong covered his mouth and laughed secretly, but still did not forget to add fuel to the fire.

At this time, Sha Wujing also laughed out loud

"The eldest brother is right! The second brother has just recovered from a serious illness, so it is better not to force it."

"But, this body. It works when it works, and it doesn't work when it doesn't work. Why do you need to take a break right after you start the journey?"

Zhu Bajie:"……"

Angry!

Hard!

What does that mean?

Are you looking down on him, the old pig?