"Look at it now, it looks like this. Actually, I just need to infuse it with spiritual energy," Chu Changliu said, holding up the somewhat hastily drawn paper figure. "Don't let its haste fool you..."
Zhou Ping suddenly asked a question, "If you can create a paper doll clone, why don't you create more clones to stay in the God Realm to handle affairs?"
Chu Changliu raised an eyebrow; that was a very pertinent question.
“I’ve tried this method before,” Chu Changliu sighed. “Those memorials aren’t so easy to approve; you need corresponding divine power. Do you remember when I asked you to stamp them?”
"Those seals require divine power to be infused into them before they can be stamped. There are so many memorials over there, and since my clone is essentially formed from divine power, I'm afraid it won't last long before it becomes unusable," he added after saying that.
"However, if I don't use divine power, this avatar of mine can last a long time, at least a hundred years."
As for how long it can exist, it depends on how much divine power he puts into it.
"Then why did you ask me to stamp it before..." Zhou Ping asked, somewhat puzzled. "Stamping requires divine power, and my divine power is not the same as yours..."
"You mean these memorials from the Southern and Eastern Regions? They're often filled out by different people, either me, Li Yan, or my father," Chu Changliu patted his hand. "Don't worry."
He coughed lightly twice, "And this is actually acknowledging your identity..."
"You think just anyone can do this?" Chu Changliu winked at him.
His expression was so vivid and captivating that Zhou Ping's heart skipped a beat.
"Brother Shangyan, dinner's ready!" Cao Yuan called out as he jogged over.
Upon hearing that dinner was served, Chu Changliu subconsciously turned and left.
Zhou Ping, who was following behind him, started nagging again, "Yan Yan, you ate too much today..."
"Okay, okay, I won't eat anymore," Chu Changliu waved his hand, he really couldn't listen to it anymore.
Seeing that he had listened, Zhou Ping finally gave up.
To Zhou Ping's surprise, Chu Changliu didn't eat anything more; he drank ten cases of wine straight away!
Zhou Ping, who doesn't drink at all, couldn't help but reach out and take the bottle from Chu Changliu's hand when he saw Chu Changliu, who reeked of alcohol, gulping down wine.
Chu Changliu got everyone at the table drunk!
"Chu Changliu! Look how much you've drunk!" Zhou Ping was a little angry after snatching the bottle away. Before he knew it, Chu Changliu had been eating and drinking recklessly.
Moreover, they are outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, making them much harder to deal with than before.
"Not much, really..." Chu Changliu hiccuped, a hint of drunkenness in his eyes. He picked up another unopened bottle of baijiu. "Come on, anyone want some more?"
He drank the wine here and got drunk very slowly. After glancing around, he saw Lin Qiye and the others at the table waving their hands, so he reluctantly hugged the bottle and sat back down in his chair.
Zhou Ping:......
That drunken fox!
After the banquet ended, Zhou Ping resignedly carried Chu Changliu, who was completely drunk and disoriented, back home.
I saw my third uncle holding a lunchbox as soon as I got to the front door.
"You're back?" Third Uncle had just opened the bookstore door; he had a spare key for the place.
Zhou Ping grunted in agreement and followed his third uncle inside.
"Oh, is Xiao Yan drunk?" As soon as he got closer, Third Uncle smelled the strong smell of alcohol. Seeing Zhou Ping carrying Chu Changliu on his back, he said with some concern, "Why didn't you keep an eye on him? He's drunk and talking nonsense!"
Zhou Ping said helplessly, "He drank several cases of liquor in the blink of an eye. There was no way to stop him. He drank everyone else under the table and still wouldn't stop."
After placing Chu Changliu on the sofa, he turned around, poured a glass of water, and forcefully forced it down Chu Changliu's throat.
When Third Uncle heard that Chu Changliu had drunk several cases, he couldn't help but marvel, "Drank so much? I've put the food on the table, remember to eat some later, I'm leaving now."
It's obvious that Zhou Ping must have put in a lot of effort to take care of Chu Changliu, and he probably didn't eat his fill at the banquet.
"Third Uncle, how did you know?" Zhou Ping helped Chu Changliu take off his shoes, and seeing his third uncle get up and walk outside, he quickly followed.
Uncle San waved his hand and said cheerfully, "Xiao Yan said you didn't eat, but he ate a little and is a bit hungry, so he asked me to cook two dishes and bring them over."
"Alright, alright, no need to see me off. I need to go back to the new house Xiaoyan bought for me to watch TV," Uncle San hummed a little tune as he walked toward the street next to him.
Chu Changliu had won the lottery again. After buying a house for his third uncle next to their bookstore, he transferred the remaining money to his third uncle's account.
Now my third uncle is living a carefree life. He either goes to work at a restaurant or browses books in a bookstore. If he doesn't want to go to either, he just wanders around, goes fishing, or chats with people.
After watching his third uncle leave, Zhou Ping turned around and went back to the bookstore.
Seeing that Chu Changliu was completely drunk and unconscious, he sighed softly, first carrying him to the bathroom to wash him off, and then bringing him a glass of water. "Chu Changliu, are you going to brush your teeth or not?"
Hearing Zhou Ping call his name, Chu Changliu shuddered and groggily began brushing his teeth.
I collapsed halfway through brushing.
Fortunately, Zhou Ping reacted quickly and caught him.
Zhou Ping was satisfied only after he pinched Zhou Ping's chin and made him rinse his mouth.
By the time Zhou Ping finished washing up, it was already 10:30 p.m.
Chu Changliu, who had been lying in bed sleeping for half an hour, hissed and shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.
I definitely indulged a bit today; I ate a lot and drank even more, and now my head is buzzing.
Seeing that he was awake, Zhou Ping handed him a glass of honey water. "Are you feeling better?"
Chu Changliu gulped it down and then lay heavily back on the bed. "I feel much better. I feel full of energy now!"
The recovery was quite fast.
Zhou Ping looked at him quietly for a while, then shook her head helplessly.
"Let's get some sleep tonight, and head to Blue Star tomorrow!" Chu Changliu said, burrowing deeper into the blankets as he made his plans.
It was the height of summer and quite hot, so he fumbled around for a bit and found the air conditioner remote before turning it on.
Seeing this, Zhou Ping turned around to close the window, and when he turned back, he asked, "You said you were kidnapped by 019, how were you kidnapped?"
This was something Zhou Ping had been curious about for a while.
019 only said that he kidnapped Chu Changliu to do a mission, but didn't explain in detail how he kidnapped him.
Chu Changliu, who was usually very talkative, fell into an eerie silence.
Just when Zhou Ping thought he had fallen asleep, Chu Changliu buried his face in the blanket.
"I choked to death while sneaking some food."
Zhou Ping:...?
"What are you sneaking to eat?" The temptation is too great.
"Roast chicken," Chu Changliu said, tears welling up in his eyes, but he felt ashamed and forced them back.
Zhou Ping:......
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