Chapter 40: The Sky-High Price Watermelon Juice Finale (Eighth Update)

"Eh? Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng? Isn't he long dead!"

Su Mu, who had been watching the spectacle from the cashier counter, heard the man in the brocade robe suddenly shout and immediately furrowed his brows.

This man actually claimed to be Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng?

Isn't this a joke!

In the history of this world, Ying Zheng did exist.

Earlier, seeing the other's extraordinary attire, he had thought the man was simply a rich person who liked ancient styles.

But for the other to claim to be Ying Zheng, this has gone too far.

"System, get out here and explain what is going on!"

Without hesitation, he asked directly of the system within his mind.

Before, he had thought this group were all ancient-style enthusiasts or actors.

But with Ying Zheng appearing, what kind of actor is this!

This damn system of his must have done something behind his back again without telling him.

"Beep. To better spread the Food Shop for the Host, this System has activated the Myriad Heavens function!"

A mechanical voice spoke out, echoing within Su Mu's mind.

At this moment, Su Mu finally understood what was happening.

No wonder this group was paying with gold.

Su Mu had been wondering about that earlier.

But he had attributed it to the rich person's twisted sense of humor.

Now it seems, this group are ancients from some unknown world!

Wait, the main point of this matter doesn't seem to be that!

"System, explain to me why you activated this function without telling me!"

Su Mu felt extremely displeased with the System's behavior.

Damn it, you activated an extra function and didn't even tell him.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng appeared this time, or he would have found out.

Otherwise, wouldn't he have been kept in the dark all along!

"Beep. The Host never asked!"

The next moment, the System's response rang out again. Seeing the System's reply, Su Mu's mouth twitched and his eyelids jumped wildly.

Damn System, if I don't ask, you don't say.

You are like an artificial idiot!

Deep inside, he had already lost all hope in his System.

However, just the next moment, information about Yue Buqun, Tang San, and others suddenly appeared in his mind.

Seeing the information in his mind, Su Mu finally felt slightly satisfied.

That's more like it.

While Su Mu was questioning the System here, on the other side, Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng was equally stunned.

What? I am already dead?

If anyone else dared to say this, Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng would surely be furious and exterminate their entire family.

But the one speaking was Su Mu, an Immortal!

What an Immortal says must be true, and moreover, it is his future!

At this moment, Ying Zheng could not help but panic.

His gaze fixed on Su Mu, seemingly waiting for his next words.

And on the side, Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Yue Buqun, Abbot Xuan Ci, and others.

Hearing that this man was actually Qin Shi Huang, they were all stunned.

Can this Immortal even pull over Qin Shi Huang?

At this moment, Yue Buqun felt as if his life was floating.

Thinking about having eaten a meal together just now.

Yue Buqun felt he would have something to brag about when he returned.

I once ate a meal with Qin Shi Huang!

Unlike Yue Buqun, Abbot Xuan Ci now wore a bitter expression.

If the other is Qin Shi Huang, then the watermelon juice in a moment is likely out of the question.

Although their Shaolin Temple is wealthy, compared to an Emperor like Qin Shi Huang, they are still far behind.

Inside the Food Shop, with Ying Zheng's arrival, silence fell immediately.

And Su Mu, having finished questioning the System, also came to his senses.

"Shopkeeper, I am already dead; what do you mean by 'from where'?"

Seeing Su Mu look at him again, Ying Zheng could no longer hold back and asked aloud.

Now, he was no longer interested in that watermelon juice.

He now only wanted to know how he died!

"Uh, in the thirty-seventh year of Qin Shi Huang, you died suddenly during an eastern inspection at Shaqiu!"

Seeing that someone still cared about his death date, Su Mu spoke it out.

At the same time, silently mourning for Qin Shi Huang in his heart for three seconds.

Without surprise, this should be the earliest death in his shop.

Oh, right, I forgot there's still Zhang Sanfeng — you two are six of one, half a dozen of the other.

Still unaware of his food's effects, Su Mu was worrying about Zhang Sanfeng's age.

Little did he know that, after two glasses of watermelon juice, Zhang Sanfeng's lifespan had already increased by a full six years.

And all of this was thanks to a certain hunk of a system in some corner.

System: You didn't ask, so I didn't say — got a problem? No problem!

"Qin Shi Huang, year thirty-seven — thirty-seven years!"

Ying Zheng muttered to himself. He was now in Qin Shi Huang's year thirty-four, which meant he had only three years of life left.

For a moment, Ying Zheng couldn't help but sit down, lost and dazed.

Looking at such a scene, what more could Su Mu say?

He could only silently sympathize with him for a moment.

"Life and death are fated, reincarnation has its order — how could mortals touch such things!"

He shook his head and sighed, taking it as a bit of comfort, urging Ying Zheng to give up soon and stop chasing after some immortal pill.

If he did, he might even live another year or two.

Only, when those words landed in Ying Zheng's ears, they took on a different flavor.

Right — mortals can't touch it, but immortals can!

Involuntarily, Ying Zheng's gaze turned toward the watermelon juice.

Wasn't he right here with an immortal now?

And there was even watermelon juice that could extend life by three years.

This was the immortal reminding him!

At that moment, Ying Zheng felt he had achieved a sudden enlightenment, grasping the deeper meaning within Su Mu's words.

"Ten thousand taels of gold, for a share of the watermelon juice!"

One move — ten thousand taels of gold, his dominance leaking out on all sides.

Tang San watched, dumbstruck, but in his mind he began calculating.

Ten thousand taels of gold — how long could he eat good food with that?

Meanwhile, Abbot Xuan Ci, Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng and the others all gave up on the spot.

Setting aside whether they'd feel the pinch spending ten thousand taels of gold.

Just competing in wealth against Ying Zheng — they couldn't beat him!

Besides, Ying Zheng was clearly nearing his end.

For the watermelon juice, he would absolutely go all out.

Not worth it!

They shook their heads and gave up right then and there.

What's the point of fighting this? Stepping up meant losing outright.

Seeing Yue Buqun and the others give up, Tang San also silently nodded.

He was still young anyway — trading watermelon juice for money was what mattered.

"Young friend, my thanks!"

Even someone as proud as the First Emperor offered a word of thanks at this moment.

Three years of life — to him, it was truly too important.

Taking the share from Tang San's hands, Ying Zheng directly ordered two glasses of watermelon juice, then savored them with an utterly enraptured expression.

Watching Ying Zheng enjoy the food in his final moments, Su Mu felt quite gratified.

The words just now hadn't been spoken in vain.

As expected, his own food was delicious!