Scourge Messenger

Chapter 182 Bitter Gourd
On the morning of the sixth day, the pharmacist woke up right on time at 7:00 AM.

For ordinary people, this time is actually a bit late, but the Demon Messenger has always been a night owl who sleeps late and wakes up late. Many of them even have difficulty falling asleep at night, preferring to drink until they are completely drunk rather than close their eyes. They only feel a little bit of security in broad daylight, and they will be awakened by any noise.

According to Bunny Girl, they suffer from neurasthenia caused by stress. Pharmacist Yuan naturally doesn't have this problem, but since everyone follows this routine, she doesn't need to be different; getting up too early would disturb others' sleep.

Wu Qiu and Shi Dong had already prepared hot water and towels. As soon as they heard Yao Shi Yuan get up, they knocked on the door and came in. They then expertly helped Yao Shi Yuan wipe her face, wash up, and comb her hair. Wu Qiu would gently brush Yao Shi Yuan's teeth with a toothbrush dipped in fine salt, while Shi Dong would tie her hair up from behind.

Once Yaoshiyuan stood up, they helped her remove her pajama that was stretched out, and put on a corset and tight-fitting clothes. She then donned inner armor, Vajra armor, skirt armor, Vajra outer armor, and a cloak. In no time, Yaoshiyuan was fully armed. She didn't need to do anything herself; the maids took meticulous care of her.

“Although it’s not the first time I’ve seen it,” Bunny Girl lay on the bed, her little feet dangling back and forth, “I always feel like you’re a baby. Even my brother isn’t as lazy as you. At least he brushes his teeth by himself and finds a place to shelter when it rains.”

"Sister, you don't understand. Wuqiu and Shidong are used to serving me. They would be sad if I didn't let them serve me."

“Yes, yes.” Wu Qiu Shi Dong nodded repeatedly.

"It sounds like forcing a woman into prostitution."

The pharmacist sat by the bedside, rubbing the bunny girl's little head: "Although there are strong people like you and me in this world, there are also many, many weak people. Unlike the strong who can find their own way out, the weak need a stable support to feel at ease. My father has done many, many wrong things, but there is one thing I think he did right, and that is to hold lavish banquets and waste money."

“There’s a small banquet every three days and a large banquet every five days. They’re so particular about the food that they’re always so meticulous about the preparation of the dishes. Just serving the banquets for the Duke of Jin’s mansion has created tens of thousands of jobs, and behind that are tens of thousands of families who are profiting. And that doesn’t even include the slaughtered animals that are categorized and flow into the market, further lowering prices in Chang’an.”

“The strong can continuously obtain benefits from the secret realm. If they are still stingy and poor, how will their spirit jade flow into the market? How will other weak people who cannot enter the secret realm benefit? The greatest significance of the weak in this world is to be needed by the strong.”

The bunny girl tilted her head and said, "But what does that have to do with you having Wu Qiu and Shi Dong serve you when you get up? Even if you get up and wash yourself, they still have to do your laundry and cook for you. They are still needed by you."

The pharmacist paused for a moment, then picked up the bunny girl and ruffled her hair: "You're so talkative. Come over here and let the girl experience the princess's morning treatment. That way, she won't have the right to criticize me."

Wu Qiu and Shi Dong covered their mouths and laughed as they came over to help the bunny girl wash up. Normally, the bunny girl would dress up and be fully armed before meditating, and getting up was just a matter of stretching her legs, waiting for some lecherous thief to break in so she could prick him into a honeycomb in a downpour. But last night she suddenly became much clingier, and after taking a bath, she hugged the pharmacist and fell into a deep sleep. Now she was up with her hair all disheveled.

The pharmacist allowed the bunny girl to sit in front of the dressing table, braided her hair into a large braid, and asked, "How is it? Doesn't it look great? Much better than if you braided it yourself, right? It makes sense to have a maid help you get up; it's troublesome and not as meticulous if you do it yourself."

Bunny Girl shook her head: "But I don't actually need to take my braids out at all. Even if they get dirty, I can just rinse them off."

The pharmacist wanted to know if what she said was true. She had never seen hair more unique than that of the bunny girl. It dried right after washing, as if every strand of hair was so smooth that water droplets could not stay on it.

Not only that, her skin doesn't get wet at all. It becomes clean as soon as she leaves the bathtub. If she wears wet clothes, they dry quickly. She's practically a walking little sun... No wonder when they met near Qishan, all three of them were dirty, but the bunny girl looked like a young girl who had just left home for a spring outing.

After all, they couldn't possibly find time to wash up while on the run, but Bunny Girl could simply jump into a water source and clean herself up. Add to that her strange ability to rest and keep watch simultaneously, and her ability to teleport supplies regardless of distance, and the only word that came to mind for Pharmacist Yuan was: incredibly useful.

There's no need to worry about safety or logistics; all you need to do is point to a location on a map, and she can travel thousands of miles to get there, always looking beautiful, as if the Creator designed her from the very beginning to be a useful and beautiful tool.

But people can't live like tools... The pharmacist squatted down and leaned his head next to the bunny girl. "Taking a bath is a very comfortable thing. If you find it troublesome, you can ask Wu Qiu Shi Dong to help you. I will also braid your hair."

“If you don’t need us for anything, we’ll be sad.” The bunny girl turned to look at her: “Didn’t you just say you were strong? Even strong people need to be needed by others?”

"Because you and I are not only strong people, but also older and younger sisters." The pharmacist smiled and said, "An older sister would definitely want her younger sister to be more clingy and need her more."

The bunny girl looked at the little girl in the mirror: "So, from now on, I'll have you braid my hair for me?"

"Okay, it's settled then." The pharmacist held up his little finger: "Pinky promise, for a hundred years, no take-backs."

"This behavior might be just right for you, but it's a bit too childish for me," the bunny girl complained, but still made a pinky promise with her, "Pinky promise, never to change."

After the young girls left the room, the servants outside had been waiting for a long time. They were not surprised and followed the servants to the conference room on the second floor of the Demon-Slaying Hall.

"Uncle Beiyou, you're not painting anymore?" the bunny girl asked curiously as soon as she arrived. The square table in the conference room was clean, with no scrolls or messy paints.

"It's finished," Bei You said. "However, I'm not entirely satisfied and will wait for a suitable time to revise it."

Why wait for the right time?

"You don't draw, so I can't explain it to you."

"I bet it's drawn so badly that they're embarrassed to show it," said Bunny Girl.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xue Xiang said impatiently, "Five days have passed, and as you can see, we have failed to defeat the Corpse King and obtain Si Wuxie's legacy."

“I expected this,” the pharmacist said. “I just didn’t expect you to actually hold out until the very last moment. I thought you should have contacted us yesterday.”

“Actually, I wanted to find you yesterday, but Prajna and Xue Xiang felt they weren’t in good condition and wouldn’t be able to continue challenging the Corpse King even if they found you, so they waited until today,” Bei You said.

"You're worried that after defeating the Corpse King, you won't be able to compete with us for the inheritance, right?" The Pharmacist saw through their little scheme. "But I feel very honored. It's a difficult obstacle that you couldn't overcome in five days, yet you believe that we can accomplish it easily as soon as we arrive."

“If even you can’t solve this, then this obstacle will probably keep people from getting through for another hundred years.” Prajna said with a bitter smile, “These past five days have left this humble monk disheartened. Si Wuxie has left behind an unsolvable problem.”

"Lead the way." Bunny Girl glanced at the rising sun outside. "If we fight quickly, we might still have time for lunch."

Blood Prime Minister sneered, too lazy to even mock her, but then Bunny Girl suddenly remembered something: "Uncle, don't you still owe me a bitter gourd?"

“If you can clear the Forest of Corpses, I’ll eat a bitter melon raw in front of you.” Blood Prime Minister paused, then added, “Before noon.”

Not to mention the young girls, even Bei You and Banruo cast strange glances at them—clearing the Forest of Corpses was already a huge problem, and you actually added a time limit?
I don't know whether to call you a coward or to say you have that much faith in them.
(End of this chapter)