Chapter 246: She's Looking At Her Pork Trotters
“I got nothing left,” Lu Yibei shrugged. In reality, he has eighteen and a half bottles left inside his bag.
Before he left, he took out half of the six bottles of Disaster that he hid in his toilet, totalling 3 litres.
He thought that it might not be appropriate to sell them all to Fu Er, and bought thirty 100ml glass bottles shortly after leaving the Night Division and apportioning the Disaster to each tiny glass bottle.
However, he accidentally spilled some of it while filling up the last bottle, and he couldn’t help but feel bad thinking about it.
Fu Er blinked as he stared at the eleven bottles of Disaster Liquid sitting gingerly on his counter, and his peripheral vision landed upon his backpack.
This kid most definitely has some more, but probably not a lot; if he brings out ten more bottles, I might just get a heart attack and die right here and right now!
In Fu Er’s opinion, more than 100g of Disaster is a respectable amount, but the boy before him plopped several kilograms of it on his counter.
It made Fu Er’s heart skip a beat – not only because he can make money off of it, but also because it is extremely terrifying.
W-what if it leaks? Or it explodes? Or I get poisoned?!