Chapter 302

By New Year's Day, the temperature was already very low, and people on the street who were afraid of the cold began to wear thin clothes. However, the temperature change in the surface world did not affect the warm and spring-like vegetation in the inner world.

Yu Tu was awakened by the knocking on the door. The knocking was irregular and rhythmic and was particularly persistent, as if the perpetrator would keep knocking on the door until the end of time if Yu Tu didn't care.

Yu Tu pulled the root out of the flowerpot, jumped to the floor and cleaned the spiritual soil from the root, then changed back to human form. He opened the door and saw Di Wu's smiling face. Yu Tu was not surprised at all - except for the clan leader, no one would do such a boring thing early in the morning.

"It's half past six now———" Yu Tu yawned loudly. He stayed up late to study until two o'clock last night and now felt like his brain was a mess. "What does the clan leader want to talk to me about?"

"Today is New Year's Day, so you don't have to train." Diwu showed a mysterious smile on his face and urged, "Hurry up and change your clothes!"

Yu Tu: “……?”

"Okay." Although he didn't know what the clan leader was going to do, Yu Tu still searched for a set of clothes in the closet and went to the bathroom, "Wait for me for a moment."

Diwu stood in the middle of the living room, with spiritual power surging in his hands, sketching out a small cross-domain teleportation array. Seeing Yu Tu coming out after changing his clothes, he waved at Yu Tu. The sleepy Yu Tu walked over defenselessly, and he grabbed his arm and threw him into the small cross-domain teleportation array.

"Your task today is to look after Mr. Buyehou and bring him back for dinner in the evening!"

Because Ma Jia was forced to drink a large bowl of bitter medicine every day, and if he didn't drink it, Diwu would come up with all kinds of ways to annoy him, Yu Tu had no choice but to find time to drink the medicine every day like punching in on time. He had become very skilled at shutting off his sense of taste, and then tun tun tun.

Because his intention to avoid taking the medicine half a month ago was too obvious, he hesitated for a few minutes when sending the visiting cards, and the visiting cards from the Di House came pouring in like snowflakes - this is not an exaggeration, it does not take too much spiritual power to send visiting cards. The Di House can send out 100 cards in ten minutes, and the teahouse has 99+ unread messages at any time.

In order to avoid dealing with the massive amount of visiting invitations, Yu Tu directly gave Di Wu permission, allowing him to just notify him when he arrived in front of the teahouse without having to wait for his consent before coming over.

So now the vest is sitting on a recliner, staring at the original body that was thrown out from the small cross-domain teleportation array.

The comic was updated half a month ago, and there has been no movement so far. Yu Tu didn't know whether it was because the barrier was weakened or there were not enough materials. But on the fourth day after the comic was updated, Kuang Mian came to find him. In the Endless Sea, Yu Tu finally learned the whole plan, or in other words, the new plan was forced to be changed several times after he got involved.

He suddenly understood why Tian Yan was so persistent in separating the two identities of "Bu Ye Hou" and "Yu Tu" and not letting anyone know.

After returning to the teahouse from the Endless Sea, Yu Tu had a clear direction to work towards. The only thing he needed to pay attention to was not to let the Plant Clan see what he was researching during the fixed time period when they delivered medicine.

With this in mind, Yu Tu stood up from the recliner and waved to his original body: "Are you still sleepy? Come and get some rest."

The original body is made of flesh and blood, unlike the vest made of energy that can work 24 hours a day without eating, drinking, rest or sleep.

Yu Tu's real body was indeed very sleepy. He walked over and curled up in the recliner, happily immersed in the fluffy cushion. The vest covered the real body with a fluffy blanket as well as the bed. The vest could take medicine to shut off the sense of taste and smell, but if the real body caught a cold, it would not have such a convenient function.

…

Today is New Year's Day. Yu Tu allows his original body to relax, but he will pull out his two halves of consciousness to do work in rotation. The body needs to rest, and the consciousness also needs to rest.

The original body was woken up in the middle of the trip to have lunch, and then fell into a drowsy sleep again in the afternoon. The ten centimeters of height lost in the last backlash had only been restored by two centimeters, and the height of the prototype still did not exceed two meters.

Sensing that Diwu was about to arrive, Yu Tu quickly put away what he was writing and cleared the tea table. The first thing he did after Diwu came in was to look towards the recliner—Yu Tu's real face was buried in the furry blanket, with only a dark whorl of hair showing.

Diwu raised an eyebrow: "Tu Tu cub slept all day?"

"I'm so tired these days." Yu Tu's half of consciousness in the vest said honestly, "It's okay to sleep for a day."

The vest has done almost all the work it was supposed to do.

Diwu didn't hear the subtext, he just sighed in his heart, "It's not good to spoil a child", and then he thought that the recliner should be made bigger, at least enough to roll around on.

"You won't be able to sleep tonight if you continue sleeping." Diwu shook his head and went over to lift the blanket off his original body. "Wake up, Tutu! The moon is shining on your butt!"

The original body was checked and educated over and over again after waking up some time ago. After confirming that there was no problem, various new courses were added. The clan leader felt that he had too few courses to have the courage to try it recklessly. In half a month, Yu Tu was exhausted. Today, he slept soundly for a whole day.

"I told you to stare at someone, and this is how you do it?" Diwu found it a little funny. If the senior Marquis Buye had run away today, this little sapling would probably still be sleeping here wrapped in a blanket without any consciousness.

"Isn't it right here?" Yu Tu said confidently. He had no intention of missing the dinner party tonight. "As long as the results match, that's fine!"

"Alright." Diwu had no intention of arguing with him, but just teased him out of habit, "There are saliva marks on the corners of your mouth."

Yu Tu: “…”

Yu Tu was speechless: "I will be twenty soon, not two years old."

Diwu snorted meaningfully.

The main body and the clan leader habitually argue with each other, and watching from the sidelines from the perspective of the vest is a very novel experience.

When the Emperor's House began to pick on him, Yu Tu finally couldn't help but speak in disguise: "Are you going to the Plant Clan?"

"——Yes." The patriarch, who had been talking nonstop, stopped talking abruptly. His smile was casual and relaxed. "Senior Buyehou, how about a hot pot?"

Yu Tu didn’t eat hotpot very often, but every time he ate hotpot, he had a good experience. He was actually a little nervous about going to the Herb Tribe to eat hotpot: “I’m fine with it.”

After reaching the Plant Clan via a small inter-domain teleportation array, Diwu had already prepared two Feiye machines on the open ground. He took one of them without hesitation, then lifted Yu Tu's collar and put him on the other machine: "Senior Buyehou is not good at driving this machine, Tu Tu, remember to bring the person over safely."

Yu Tu: “…I’ve only opened it twice.”

"It's okay." Diwu patted Yu Tu's shoulder, "I believe you."

Yu Tu: “…”

Thank you so much, Chief!

So, Di Xiu, who was waiting for people outside the cafeteria, saw their clan leader flying the Flying Leaf with one hand, and rushing towards this direction in an elegant manner. Yu Tu, with Buye Hou, controlled the direction of the Flying Leaf with both hands, and followed behind the clan leader as if facing a powerful enemy.

Emperor Xiu: “…”

His eyes went dark.

Even though he has gotten used to it over the years, Di Xiu still wants to press the clan leader into the ground - let him go to pick someone up, and is this how he does it?

Diwu didn't realize that what he did was a bit outrageous. He flicked his tail and jumped off the flying leaf. He said exaggeratedly, "What kind of soup base did Song Rong make today? I can smell the fragrance from here!"

At the window on the third floor, the white-bearded Song Rong poked his head out and said, "The most popular four palaces!"

"Add some ghost pepper to the toppings!" Diwu asked, tilting his head. "Is the radish pickled?"

"Alright, alright!" Song Rong replied with a smile, "It's crispy!"

"Senior, what are your preferences for condiments and hot pot bases?" Diwu turned his head to look at Buyehou, "Songrong's cooking skills can be called the reincarnation of the God of Cookery. He can cook any flavor you want!"

Seeing Yu Tu eager to try, Di Wu said dictatorially and coldly: "Tu Tu, you are shrinking. Zhi Huai said you can't eat spicy food!"

Yu Tu didn’t prefer spicy food, but at this moment, he started to rebel—he felt uncomfortable if he didn’t go against the clan leader.

Yu Tu: "I want spicy food! Abnormal and super spicy!"

…

Half an hour later.

On the third floor of the Herb Clan, which is rarely open to the public, Diwu added a bunch of spoonfuls of bright red devil peppers to the small sauce dish in front of Yu Tu and asked with a smile, "Is that enough, Tu Tu?"

Yu Tu looked down at his small condiment dish. There was a thin layer of sauce at the bottom of the white porcelain bowl, and the bright red chili powder on top had piled up like a small mountain.

"Are you so moved that you can't speak?" Diwu scooped up another spoonful of devil pepper chili powder, "Look, how open-minded I am, the clan leader!"

Yu Tu: “…”

He actually knew that the chief would never let him eat this plate of lethal amount of chili powder, but whoever gave in first would lose the momentum, and he absolutely did not want to lose to this petty-minded chief!

Yu Tu suddenly had an idea. He used his vest to take away the small dish in front of the original body. Under the horrified gaze of others, he picked up a piece of fat beef and pressed it into the mountain of chili powder. Then he picked it up and ate it calmly: "It's okay."

In the eyes of others, he and the vest are related by blood. If the vest can eat spicy food, then the original body can also eat spicy food. This is simply a powerful counterattack!

The steam from the hot pot obscured the expressions of the others. Elder Di Xiu, who was sitting on his right, burst out laughing. It seemed as if the laughter was contagious, and even the most serious Yi Lin smiled.

"Alas..." Diwu silently scooped the spoonful of chili powder in his hand into his own small condiment dish and said sourly, "I can't compare, I can't compare———"

Di Xiu bent his knuckles and knocked on the table. A glass appeared silently in front of each person, and a faint fruity aroma mixed with the aroma of wine spread. But... Yu Tu looked at his own cup, which was milk, and then looked at Ma Jia's cup, which was juice.

Looking up and meeting Elder Di Xiu's eyes, Yu Tu immediately understood that patients have no human rights.

The bubbling hot pot soup was emitting a fragrant aroma, and the ingredients were put into four grids of different colors one by one. The overbearing aroma made the atmosphere particularly relaxed. Everyone tacitly did not mention the piles of chaotic stalls in the inner and outer world recently, but chatted aimlessly until the end.

Yu Tu's belly was full after eating this extremely delicious hot pot. He raised his glass and shouted to his family members who were accompanying him: "Happy New Year!"

Milk does not contain alcohol, but it still seems a bit intoxicating.

…

The hot pot party ended at 10 o'clock in the evening, and Ma Jia returned to the teahouse. His clothes were still stained with the aroma of hot pot, and it seemed that he had brought the laughter in the aroma into the teahouse.

Yu Tu sat on the recliner with a warm smile in his eyes. He recalled the horrified look on the clan leader's face when he saw the fat beef wrapped in chili powder, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise several degrees.

When dipping the beef in chili powder, he immediately closed his sense of taste, so naturally there would be no flaws. However, now that he was back in the teahouse, thinking about this, his curiosity arose again - except for the tribe leader, almost no one in the Grass Tribe liked to eat the devil pepper. Elder Song Rong planted a small tree specifically for the tribe leader. According to Elder Guiyu, the devil pepper could be used directly as a biological weapon.

How spicy is it?

Because of the reputation of the devil pepper, Yu Tu had not yet opened up his taste buds, but chose to share the experience while eating hot pot. Now that he was at his own turf, Yu Tu was ready to try.

He opened up the vest's taste.

It has been two hours since Yu Tu ate the devil pepper, but now there is only one word left in his mind - spicy!

It was as if burning popping candies filled every corner of his mouth, then went down his throat into his stomach, and then spread throughout his body. Yu Tu's eyes instantly turned red from the spiciness, and he mobilized the energy in his body at an unprecedented speed to eliminate the adverse reactions of the ghost pepper.

It's out of this world! How can it be so spicy!!!

He fell backwards and sank powerlessly into the furry ocean. The devil pepper was really spicy, so spicy that he almost lost the ability to think!

———Luckily, the original body did not try, otherwise it would have gone in vertically and come out horizontally.

Yu Tu lay there like a rotten fish for a long time, and suddenly he received a huge amount of energy. He had gained a lot of energy in the past half month, and not only did his faded color return, but he also had some left over.

After the new energy was credited to his account, Yu Tu took out his mobile phone and found that the comic had indeed been updated after half a month. However, this update was a bit strange. A page was updated every few seconds, as if it was being drawn in real time. There were a lot of "???" question marks in the comment section.

While Yu Tu skillfully combed the surging energy and took it back into his body, he patiently followed the comic page by page. This time the comic update was not specific to Gu Hongying, but generally described the current status of the inner world, dangerous, safe, warm, fierce... It was a very macro perspective.

The fact that Yu Tu saw him eating hot pot in the Herb Clan was also included in the update. There were only a few shots, not too much space. Some readers were curious about whether "Elder Song Rong's secret hot pot was particularly delicious", some screamed because of the "poisoning" late at night, and some were intimate with everyone in the Herb Clan, with the main theme of being fair to everyone...

The scene where he opened up his sense of taste and his eyes turned red also occupied one screen, and the readers cried out, "Wuwuwuwu, my beautiful, strong and miserable wife must have been reminded of the scene, wuwuwuwu."

Yu Tu: “……?”

Don't think he was so tragic. He was just burned by the spicy hotpot!

With a somewhat amusing and helpless mood, Yu Tu continued to read on. There were not many updates this time, and the progress was even a bit rushed. Compared with previous updates, this one was more like explaining things as much as possible from a comics perspective.

Everything listed in the comic represents a serious incident in the real world, but while depicting these incidents, it also depicts the efforts of all parties involved—never give up, never give up, and everyone’s life is precious.

At the end of the update, there are many familiar figures, but they are in different backgrounds. Some of them are in the mountains, some are in the room, and some are in the brightly lit conference room. Everyone is waiting, but no one knows what they are waiting for.

On the last page, the perspective of the comic rises higher and higher. The mountains, rivers, steel forests, and lights that never sleep finally become small blocks of color. A bright starry sky appears in the dark blue sky. The stars hang eternally, seemingly unchanging from time immemorial, overlooking the mountains, rivers, and the world.

The comic ended here, and it seemed to end abruptly. Yu Tu clicked refresh. This time, there was no longer a sly expression or a righteous notification of "What are you still looking at? It's gone~". There was only a simple line of words -

【Happy New Year, peace and happiness. 】

Yu Tu's fingertips fell on the line of words. He looked far to the north, where was the forbidden land of Kunlun. Among the bright stars in the comics, some stars had disappeared from the sky. The torrent of fate was intertwined among the stars, and great changes were taking place silently.

"Happy New Year."

Yu Tu said softly, perhaps in response to that sentence, or perhaps speaking to other beings.

He sat quietly in the teahouse, which was now brightly lit by his energy.

There are many people waiting everywhere in the inner world.

As soon as twelve o'clock passed, all living beings, whether awake or asleep, heard a heavy bell ringing, followed by a crisp sound of shattering. The alarm of disaster resounded through the sky, awakening countless sleeping creatures.

The rich spiritual energy seemed to be out of control and tilted towards the spiritually barren surface world. Yu Tu gently turned a page on the calendar.

It's a new year again.