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Chapter 87: The Divine Pot is a… Bratty Girl?

“Uh, what does this mean?” Serena frowned, looking at Yarrow.

The corner of Yarrow's mouth twitched, wanting to say something but unable to.

Seriously, why does this Divine Pot have such a… punchable tone when it speaks?

But he couldn't care less about that now. Since the other party had made a statement, it meant there was hope!

He continued to hold the Divine Pot, using the same sincere tone as before, and said, “Please tell me what I need to do to satisfy you, Divine Pot, I can do anything!”

Two or three seconds later, the words on the Divine Pot changed, forming another sentence:

“Oh my~ If you begged nicely, it wouldn't be impossible for me to help you~”

“I'm begging you! Divine Pot!” Yarrow said immediately.

“Humans with no sincerity only use their mouths.”

Yarrow choked for a moment, but still restrained himself and said, “Please, tell me what I need to do.”

“You need me to tell you what to do? You're such a cockroach-brained human trash~”

“And confessing to me as soon as we meet, you're like a baboon in heat, a perverted trash~”

“Oh my, if you barked like a dog, I might consider helping you if I'm in a good mood~”

“If you trash humans can't even do that, then go back and count your toes~”

Veins popped out on Yarrow's forehead, and he suddenly had the urge to punch the Divine Pot.

“Yarrow… is this, is this really a god? It feels like the way He speaks is so strange…”

Serena said hesitantly.

“Probably… not wrong.”

Although he didn't want to admit it, the deity in this Divine Pot was probably just like this, in need of a good beating.

“Damn it, why did it have to be a bratty girl persona of all things?”

Yarrow held his head in a headache.

This persona with such distinct characteristics really made him feel a little guilty.

Looking at the provocative and punchable remarks that were still constantly popping up on the surface of the Divine Pot, he endured his anger and asked:

“Divine Pot…”

“Trash~ Trash~”

“Please…”

“Trash human slave dog~”

“I just want to know what the conditions are to fulfill a wish…”

“Hehe, I'm not going to tell you, trash~”

“Please.”

“La la la, there's a trash human harassing me~ Should I call the police~”

“That…”

“Confessing as soon as we meet is so lame, so disgusting, disgusting~”

“…”

“Baboon in heat~ Cockroach brain~ Stupid human who can't count his own toes~”

Pa!

Yarrow slammed the Divine Pot on the table, leaned in, and said in an extremely fierce tone:

“If you don't want to be thrown into a cesspool, then you better talk properly, got it!”

“Yarrow, won't, won't you scare Him like this…” Serena said worriedly.

But Yarrow didn't seem to hear her, tightly gripping the Divine Pot and continuing to say fiercely:

“If you dare call me trash again, I'll turn you into a chamber pot right away, you believe it or not?”

The Divine Pot fell silent, and after a long time, it weakly displayed a word:

“Yes.”

“It's actually effective.” Serena's eyes twitched.

Yarrow snorted coldly and sat back in his chair.

“As expected, you have to be tough with this kind of brat.” He thought to himself.

“Now tell me, what are the conditions for fulfilling a wish, and how are Wish Spirits obtained?”

The Divine Pot became much more honest now, and lines of words quickly appeared on the surface of the pot:

“Wish Spirits can be obtained by helping others and receiving gratitude.”

“Helping others? Like doing good deeds and helping people for fun?”

“Yes, as long as you help others, and the recipient has a feeling of gratitude towards you in their heart, you can get a layer of Wish Spirit.”

Now the Divine Pot had become extremely honest and even patiently explained to him.

So that's how Wish Spirits are obtained, it's quite positive, or rather, it does conform to the principle of equivalent exchange?

Helping others, and being able to get something in return.

“Then how many Wish Spirits do I need to start making wishes?” Yarrow asked.

“Ten layers are enough, but the higher the Wish Spirit, the bigger the wish that can be fulfilled.”

“What's the maximum number of layers?”

“Ten thousand layers.”

“That means I have to help ten thousand people.” Yarrow thought.

“No, if the recipient's gratitude towards you is greater, you will get more Wish Spirits.” The Divine Pot displayed the words.

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Yarrow pondered for a moment and asked, “If I want the Dragon Clan's Elder Council to revoke Zesia's punishment, how many layers of Wish Spirit would I need?”

“Probably… two hundred layers.”

He and Serena exchanged glances.

“I think there's a chance.” Serena said.

If they could help 1 to 10 people a day, two hundred layers would only take about a month.

Do good deeds for a month to save Zesia from punishment!

“Let's start tomorrow!” Yarrow said excitedly.

“I'll help too.” Serena also said.

Finally, there was hope, and Yarrow's mood relaxed. He said to the Divine Pot:

“Ahem, thank you anyway, Divine Pot. If it's convenient, can you come out of the pot and meet me?”

The Divine Pot was silent for a long time before displaying the words:

“But, I am this pot.”

Zesia woke up from the desk, rubbed her eyes, and propped herself up.

Last night, she let Yuri sleep on the bed, and she spent the night dozing on the desk, but it was also because she was upset and sat at the desk thinking about things all night.

She came to the bed, reached out and put her hand on her sister's body to sense it, and found that her soul had not yet returned to her body.

She sighed softly and walked out of the room.

At this time, Yarrow's room also opened at the same time. He walked out with a very good spirit, carrying a bag on his back, as if he was going out.

“Zesia!”

As soon as he saw Zesia, he immediately stepped forward, grabbed her hands, and said with a firm look: “Don't worry, I have already found a way to save you!”

“Save me? What, what way?” Zesia looked confused.

“Don't worry, although it will take a little time, probably a month, or half a month if it's fast. Even if you have already been punished by that Elder Council, I can save you!”

Serena's voice came from downstairs: “Yarrow! I'm ready, let's go!”

“Coming!” Yarrow shouted downwards, then looked at Zesia again: “Even if you return to Dragon Valley, you must wait for me!”

“Huh?”

Zesia frowned, looking at Yarrow running downstairs with a puzzled expression, and leaving with Serena.

“What is this guy doing…”

Zesia muttered, lowering her head:

“I'm about to leave soon, and he's running out on his own accord…”

“Yarrow, have you thought of a way to quickly get Wish Spirits?”

Walking on the path in the early morning, Serena asked Yarrow.

“Isn't that simple?” Yarrow laughed. “As long as I set up a stall and give free food to the homeless, wouldn't they all be grateful to me? Wouldn't Wish Spirits come rolling in?”

Serena thought for a while and asked, “Then, what if you encounter the kind of heartless people who don't know how to be grateful?”

“It's okay, as long as the net is cast wide and many people come, I don't care about a few ingrates who eat and run.”

Yarrow waved his hand and smiled confidently.