The next morning, Cen Qiyun clamored to go to the vegetable market, her main purpose of course being to buy some meat to feed her clothes.

As for the vegetable market, it is only available in the inner city. Vegetables and meat cost hundreds of yuan, and only the gods can afford them. Ordinary people in the outer city usually only eat synthetic rations.

Meng Yi was also curious about the place, but he had other things to do.

He called out to Cen Qiyun who was about to leave, "Wait for Xu Qingsong. He will be here soon. You can take him with you and teach him some basic common sense."

Cen Qiyun turned around curiously, "What about you?"

"I have other things to do."

Meng Yi walked past her and quickly left. "By the way, don't rush to take Xu Qingsong to the Defense Department to register. We'll talk about it this afternoon. I'll go ask the old bastard first."

Without waiting for Cen Qiyun to reply, Meng Yi ran downstairs.

He was not only asking about the free training, he also had some other ideas about Li Yuhui.

As an evil god, I only have two divine assistants under my command, and one of them is a weakling. Is this acceptable?

Li Yuhui is quite old and must have been a divine minister for quite some time. His experience and knowledge make Meng Yi jealous.

He planned to go to the tavern to inquire about this person's past before deciding whether to promote him.

A god who searches for seafood everywhere should not be unknown.

Soon, Meng Yi stood in front of the Old Turtle Tavern. He pushed the door open with ease and went in, and naturally told the bartender his purpose.

The pub was still filled with smoke and the bartender asked him to wait a moment as the old bastard had not arrived yet.

Meng Yi could only wait. He didn't want to drink the wine here, so he could only look around boredly.

He saw an acquaintance, Suo Cheng.

This guy is holding a giant wine glass, tons of wine... He shouldn't be monitoring me.

He hadn't seen this guy since he got a ride with him two days ago. Meng Yi still had some questions in his mind, so he immediately stood in front of Suo Cheng who was drinking.

Suo Cheng was drinking with his head tilted back when he felt someone coming. He turned his one eye and saw that it was Meng Yi. He put down the huge cup with a thud and the wine sprayed all over the floor with a puff.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Ahem, ahem, what are you doing?"

Seeing him like this, Meng Yi smiled, pulled out the chair, sat down opposite him naturally, and then asked:

"Is it weird that I'm here? But you, you don't have to work and come here to drink?"

Suo Cheng's face was full of pain. Last time he gave Meng Yi a ride, he was scolded madly by Li Hao after he returned. He even went to Dawn Judgment to apply for a partner change again.

Although he was not replaced, he was deprived of his duty to monitor Meng Yi.

Humph, I couldn’t ask for more.

But when he met Meng Yi in the tavern, he couldn't help but feel unlucky, as if he had come to spy on him again.

He can't just hide.

"It's not strange. You can have fun." He pushed the wine glass towards Meng Yi and said, "Please have a drink. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Meng Yi was stunned. Why was this guy so weird today? Wasn’t he always talkative before?

No, we can't let him go like this.

Meng Yi grabbed Suo Cheng who had just stood up and said, "Don't go, let's talk..."

The touch on his hand made him frown, and his eyes swept over Suo Cheng's left arm.

The sleeve was dry and hard to the touch, and the guy was wearing a black leather glove, which he had never done before. He pinched it slightly and asked hesitantly, "Your arm?"

Suo Cheng narrowed his one eye and chuckled, "I've advanced!"

He took off his gloves, and what appeared in front of Meng Yi was a hand made of bones.

"My lord has taken the flesh and blood from my left arm this time. Now this arm of mine is very strong!"

He clenched his fist, and a few faint dark golden lines appeared on his white bones.