Corpse Recovery Diver

Run Sheng shook his head, then looked at Li Zhiyuan and said:

"Xiao Yuan."

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to be human together with me?"

...

When Li Sanjiang returned with a cigarette in his mouth, Run Sheng had just finished washing off at the wellhead in the yard and was preparing to clean up the bloodstains he had rinsed off himself.

"What's this? So much blood on the ground, did we slaughter a pig at home?"

Run Sheng scratched his head and said, "Mr. Li, I made this mess."

"You made it? Did you have a massive hemorrhage?"

At this moment, Li Zhiyuan had just dismantled the array in the small workshop and was coming out to wash his hands when he heard the conversation outside. The young man directly said:

"Grandmaster, Aunt Liu was going to make blood curd but I accidentally knocked it over. Brother Run Sheng is helping me clean up."

Li Sanjiang: "It's just spilled, no big deal. I don't like blood curd anyway; it tends to cause inflammation."

Li Zhiyuan squatted by the well to wash his hands.

The wellhead was equipped with a manual pump, no need to use a bucket and rope anymore. A few presses would suffice, and a cup of water was always kept nearby to pour in when the well dried up during the day and couldn't pump water.

Li Sanjiang looked at Run Sheng a bit strangely and asked, "Why does it seem like Marquis Runsheng has lost some weight?"

"Not really, right?"

"No, indeed he has lost some weight." Li Sanjiang walked closer and kicked Run Sheng lightly, who was squatting on the ground wiping the floor, "If Shan Pao saw this, he might think I didn't feed you. Remember to eat more and put the weight back on."

"Okay, Mr. Li," Run Sheng replied with a smile. Eating, that's his specialty.

Li Sanjiang looked towards Li Zhiyuan and said, "Hey, Little Yuanhou, come with me for a sec."

"Alright, Grandmaster."

Run Sheng handed over a towel, and after Li Zhiyuan wiped his hands, he followed Li Sanjiang into the house.

To his surprise, after entering the house, it wasn't enough as Li Sanjiang gestured for Li Zhiyuan to follow him upstairs.

Once they entered the room, the Grandmaster finally took out a lottery ticket from his pocket.

"Little Yuanhou, take a look at what this is."

"Grandmaster, did you get a lottery ticket?"

Over the years, the craze for lottery tickets has been rampant everywhere.

Whenever there was an event in a town, the roadsides would be lined with counters selling lottery tickets, with salespeople in uniform standing behind them. Local villagers would be drawn in, making the event as bustling as a market day.

The discarded lottery tickets would carpet the ground in layers.

"Buying lottery tickets? I found this instead."

"Found it?"

"Yeah, take a look."

Li Zhiyuan took the lottery ticket and saw that it read "Five-Day Luxury Tour for Two in Beijing".

"Hehe, see how lucky I am? I heard from Zhuangzhuang that you guys are busy with your internships and don't need to go back to school, and there's nothing much to do now. You could have a look around Beijing again.

You don't need to go to your mom's place, but you do have relatives in Beijing, right?"

"Grandmaster, I don't want to go back to Beijing. I'm living quite well here."

"It's not like you have to move back to Beijing. It's a free trip, why not take it?"

"But I can't go, Grandmaster." Li Zhiyuan pointed to the small print on the lottery ticket, "It's expired. This was drawn in the previous round."

"Expired? It's already been claimed?"

"Yes."

Generally, these big prizes are won by the organizers' people, who go up on stage to claim them. Ordinary people can only get things like shampoo and soap.

"Sigh, what a waste of excitement. I was carrying it around like a treasure."

"Grandmaster, if you want to see Beijing, I can take you for a trip."

Visiting Beijing was almost a dream for all the older generations; they wanted to see that sunrise.

"Why spend that money? I heard everything in Beijing is expensive, I don't want to go, I don't want to go!"

"Grandmaster, I've saved quite a bit of money, enough to take you..."

"The money you've saved isn't enough. Have you gotten married? Have you had kids? Have you bought an apartment in the city?"

Li Zhiyuan blinked; he was still so young.

Li Sanjiang patted the boy's head, "No worries, Grandmaster has plans for everything. Business is good now, let Grandmaster save a little more. It'll be enough, definitely enough."

"Alright, Grandmaster."

The boy knew that earning and saving money for him was the Grandmaster's biggest joy in life now.

"Dinner's ready!"

Downstairs came Aunt Liu's punctual announcement.

"Go on, go call the girl for dinner too."

"Okay."

After Li Zhiyuan left the room, Li Sanjiang picked up the lottery ticket again and took another look:

"How could it be expired?"

Li Sanjiang smacked his lips twice.

Originally, he wasn't fond of lotteries, and he didn't like playing cards either.

But the desire that he never had was suddenly aroused by this expired lottery ticket.

"Why not buy one tomorrow and see what happens?"

...

Late at night.

The west room.

Yin Meng lived here now.

Currently, the bed, cabinets, and floor were filled with various bottles and jars.

Inside these, all contained the poisons she personally extracted.

She knew the effects of a third of them; as for the other two-thirds, who knew?

The Gu Worm was clutched in Yin Meng's hand, exposing its two long black antennae.

With her other hand, she started concocting poison, attempting to mix several toxins together.

She discovered a pattern: the stronger the poison, the more violently the Gu Worm's antennae would sway and strike.

Relying on this, Yin Meng explored poison concoctions.

She mixed up a dose of poison and placed it in a specially made container.

The black antennae shook vigorously with enthusiasm.

A second dose of poison was mixed.

The antennae moved so fast they created afterimages.

Yin Meng nodded and attempted to mix the two doses of poison together in a subjective proportion.

The antennae stopped moving.

Yin Meng showed confusion.

By counteracting the poison, did it become non-toxic?

Yin Meng touched the Gu Worm's antennae with her fingers and found they had become rigid.

Spreading her hand open, the Gu Worm lost its response.

Yin Meng turned to look at the container she used for preparing and isolating poisons, noticing that a small hole had melted out at the bottom.

The next moment,

a "thud" was heard,

and Yin Meng's head hit the bed as she was knocked out by her own poison.