Chapter 1126: The Power of the Stinky Bomb
Ji You ignored the spiritual silk of these scumbags and followed the instructions of the robot assistant into the rabbit shed. The space inside was large, and the smell was overwhelming, prompting an impulse to retreat. Fortunately, Ji You had been punished last semester to clean the rabbit shed for so long; she had developed some resistance.
Speaking of which, the foul odor of the rabbit shed gave Ji You some inspiration for her stink bomb formulation.
The stink bombs she made herself now mainly used the juice extracted from Stinky Grass, blended with other equally foul-smelling materials found interstellar. Among them was an extract from rabbit feces.
This new stink bomb’s stench took a step further. In addition to the classic smell of Stinky Grass, there were several other distinct layers of odor. Once released, it was an all-around, no-dead-angle olfactory assault...
Like being bathed in a sea of stench...
Oh, the taste, let’s not mention it.
After using it once, Ji You declared she never wanted to smell it again in her life.
Just as she was thinking about stink bombs, her communicator rang. Seeing the caller ID made Ji You unable to suppress a laugh. She picked up, and as the holographic image connected, even before seeing the person on the other end, she heard Old Chen’s exasperated voice: "You little brat, I’ll beat you up! Do you dare mock Old Chen? Get your head closer; I promise not to kill you."
Ji You took a few steps back, cautiously saying, "Senior, what... what are you doing here? Don’t scare the children!"
Old Chen, one of the veteran warriors stationed at the Eagle Space Station, glared with bulging eyes and said, "Be sensible, clean your neck, and get your head over here; I swear I won’t hit you."
Ji You, looking at the weathered face of Old Chen, snorted, "Senior... don’t scare me, I’m not that easily scared. By the way, are you calling to repay the money? 1 million credit points, thank you."
Old Chen’s eyelids twitched, "You girl, don’t open your mouth like a lion asking for meat. When did Old Chen ever owe you money? If I don’t remember it, it didn’t happen."