Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 305 304 Mr. Gray's Divine Bones
Feng Xiuhu is sternly reprimanding Mr. Hui.

The tall gray rat looked aggrieved and lowered its head as it was being scolded.

"As the saying goes, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. You're a chef, yet you haven't even prepared all the ingredients. How are you going to open a restaurant?"

Mr. Gray argued in a low voice, "I don't have a restaurant... I mean, I haven't saved enough money yet."

Feng Xiuhu then said, "What's the difference between you and a soldier going to the battlefield without a gun?"

Mr. Gray raised the spatula in his hand, about to speak, when Feng Xiuhu changed his mind again: "What's the difference between this and not having any bullets?"

So Mr. Gray silently put down the spatula.

He put on his top hat and solemnly assured Feng Xiuhu, "This was indeed my oversight. I will prepare more ingredients next time."

With a thought, Feng Xiuhu's spirit returned to his physical body.

He stood up from the ground, brushing the mud off his clothes, and said, "Speaking of war, there is something I need to remind you of."

Mr. Gray gently adjusted the brim of his hat: "I'm listening."

Feng Xiuhu recounted all the information he knew.

After listening to Feng Xiuhu's explanation, Mr. Gray fell into deep thought.

A pair of small eyes gleamed with wisdom. After a long while, Mr. Gray sighed: "Compared to the Goddess of Wind and Rain and her kind in the sea, I am still too weak. I am afraid I am not qualified to interfere in their struggle."

If Mr. Gray isn't qualified, does Feng Xiuhu?

Little did they know that this was exactly what Feng Xiuhu was planning.

He was using the alias "Mr. Gray" with the Wind and Rain Goddess. If a real fight broke out and the Wind and Rain Goddess needed his help, it would be embarrassing for Feng Xiuhu if he couldn't produce anything substantial.

But in front of the person in question, Feng Xiuhu was too embarrassed to bring up the matter of stealing the pseudonym, so he changed his approach: "It's okay, I know it's inconvenient for you to show your face in public, but I can help you—you can lend me your authority for a while, and I'll return it to you when I'm done."

Shi, who was listening nearby, felt his eyelids twitch. Could this thing be lent out so easily?

It should be noted that Mr. Gray possesses neither a divine status nor a divine seal, but rather divine bones that are closely connected to him.

To everyone's surprise, Mr. Gray was overjoyed and said, "Really? Thank you so much."

Shi couldn't help but say, "Can you just give this thing away like that? And what will you do if you give it to him? Without the support of the power of rules, you will die."

"is it?"

Mr. Gray was taken aback, then smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I'm not very good at saying no."

Shi explained, “Losing the divine bone means losing power. Without the support of the power of the rules, you are just a mouse—at most a little bigger. If someone saw you like this, they would probably think you are a monster and kill you on the spot.”

Mr. Gray thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Tiger makes a good point. Perhaps I should find a place to hide beforehand."

Seeing that he was still thinking about borrowing the divine bone, Shi couldn't help but sneer: "And then break off the divine bone and give it to this infamous guy?"

Feng Xiuhu expressed his dissatisfaction: "I won't allow you to talk about yourself like that."

Shi flew into a rage: "I'm talking about you!"

Feng Xiuhu glared back: "Then you absolutely must not."

"Uh……"

Mr. Gray interrupted their argument, asking, "Why did you break it off?"

Both Shi and Feng Xiuhu looked at him.

Feng Xiuhu said, "It would be too cruel to just break it off directly. I think it's safer to have surgery."

Shi Que realized what was happening and frowned, asking, "What is your divine bone?" If it were any other primordial god, this question would have crossed the line, as it concerned his own life and fortune.

But Mr. Grey clearly didn't have such thoughts.

Mr. Gray flicked the brim of his hat and smiled slightly: "It is my divine bone, born with me."

Feng Xiuhu's gaze shifted upwards, fixed on the unremarkable top hat. If Mr. Grey hadn't mentioned it, Feng Xiuhu would never have guessed that such an important item was worn on his head.

Mr. Grey proudly explained, "A top hat is a symbol of a gentleman. It can shield you from the wind and rain, and it can also cover your secrets. What could better represent 'dedication' and 'concealment'?"

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized what was going on and reached out his hand, saying, "Let me see."

Mr. Grey took off his hat and handed it to Feng Xiuhu. Just as Feng Xiuhu was about to take it, Eel hooked Feng Xiuhu's collar with its tail and pulled him back.

Feng Xiuhu was annoyed: "What are you doing?"

Ignoring him, Shi said to Mr. Hui, "Don't give it to him. He'll definitely cause trouble. If he makes a big fuss again, no one will cover for him."

Mr. Gray shrugged regretfully at Feng Xiuhu and put his top hat back on.

Feng Xiuhu thought Shi made sense, and he wasn't really confident that he could control himself.

So he said to Mr. Gray, "I'll come back to borrow it when I need it later."

Mr. Gray nodded in agreement: "I'll be waiting anytime."

"But compared to losing my power, I'm actually more worried about something else."

Mr. Gray looked back into the distance.

Under the cover of night, the dense and chaotic cluster of shacks in the bottom city resembles a rotting scar.

Mr. Gray said in a low voice, "If what you say is true, the arrival of that one in the sea is always accompanied by waves of anger. What are the people living here supposed to do?"

Feng Xiuhu had already thought about this problem. He pointed to the white stone wall in the distance: "The stairs leading up are almost finished. When that day comes, I will notify the choir brothers in advance to organize the evacuation. As long as we get to the upper city, we should be fine."

The Upper City has the Wind and Rain Palace and the Mist Grand Hall. If the Seven-Colored Scales can reach here, it means that the Wind and Rain Goddess has been completely defeated, so there is no point in hiding elsewhere.

Mr. Gray nodded knowingly: "You have great foresight, Mr. Class Monitor."

Feng Xiuhu was very happy with the fruitful harvest tonight.

The successful breakthrough also reminded Mr. Gray that he needed to fight, and the unexpected joy of borrowing the divine bone was even more delightful.

With everything settled, Feng Xiuhu prepared to go home, and Shi also burrowed back into Feng Xiuhu's body—if it weren't to guard against Feng Xiuhu's misbehavior, he would have long since stopped exposing himself to the outside world.

Just as he was about to leave, Mr. Gray suddenly called out to Feng Xiuhu: "There's one more thing."

Feng Xiuhu looked back.

Mr. Gray nodded slightly, revealing a wry smile that came from someone who was bothering others: "Miss Twist actually complained to me that she hasn't seen her brothers for a long time and she misses them very much. So, if possible, please help convey her feelings and ask them to come back and visit her when they have time."

Since being taken to the upper city by Feng Xiuhu, the three brothers of Ma Zi have indeed not returned to the lower city for a long time.

Feng Xiuhu realized that this was indeed his oversight, so he nodded and agreed: "I understand."

Curious, he asked, "How come you and Xiao Bianzi are so close?"

Mr. Gray couldn't help but smile.

“Because we are friends—that’s what she said.”

She said we were alike; she had no friends, and so did I, so we should be friends, each other's only friends.

(End of this chapter)