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The clumps of earth were few, and since Li Hong couldn't eat them, they were quickly divided between 404 and the monster, two non-human entities.
404, the dead crab, hadn't changed much, but the monster had surprisingly evolved after consuming the second piece of earth!
"Water? Flame Golem?" Li Hong exclaimed in shock.
After this evolution, the monster had transformed into something resembling a Flame Golem.
It now bore several magma-like patterns on its skin, and its entire body appeared fuller and more robust.
The Flame Golem was a super monster evolved from Gorzan, which absorbed energy from underground magma.
"Hey, hey, hey, this doesn't make sense. Damn it! It clearly absorbed magma energy; why did it evolve from eating dirt?" Li Hong stared at the monster's transformation, dumbfounded.
Had he picked up the wrong script?
What was a Flame Golem doing in the Journey to the West world? Was there even an Ultraman here?
404 let out a satisfied burp and sighed, "That guy hit the jackpot. Eating those two pieces of earth saved him at least hundreds of years of evolution time."
"And what about you? You just burped?" Li Hong felt a headache coming on.
"…"
Faced with Li Hong's remark, 404 truly had no words. Surely he couldn't be so useless that even eating dirt wouldn't help him?
Once the monster completed its evolution, Li Hong climbed onto its head and said listlessly, "Let's go to Chang'an. I want to eat dirt too; I want to get stronger."
The monster nodded humanely and then stepped forward toward Chang'an in the distance.
Li Hong couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he rode his Flame Golem, a mount so rare and impressive that it turned heads wherever he went.
As he made his way through the streets, he was met with the awestruck gazes of ordinary people. Although they looked at him as if he were a fool, it did nothing to diminish the thrill of being the center of attention.
However, his moment of glory came to an abrupt halt when he arrived outside Chang'an City, only to be surrounded by a group of warriors clad in black armor.
"Hey there! Show us your driver's license and the quarantine certificate for your mount!" one of them shouted.
Li Hong jumped down from his beast, staring blankly at the unreasonable Tang soldiers.
"Driver's license and quarantine certificate? Do you really need those?" Li Hong asked, bewildered.
The leader of the group, a Black Armored Sergeant, removed his mask to reveal a fierce face adorned with a thick beard. He coldly replied, "What kind of wild cultivator are you that doesn’t even understand these basic rules? By the looks of you, I can tell you don’t have a driver's license or a quarantine certificate. According to Tang law, you’ll have to pay a fine."
"Driving without a license? That'll cost you one hundred taels! No quarantine certificate? That’s another ten taels. So, in total, that's one hundred and ten taels of silver. Pay up."
Before Li Hong could fully comprehend what was happening, he found himself stripped of all his belongings.
While losing that amount of silver wasn't catastrophic, he couldn't help but wonder why he had been fined in the first place.
"Driving without a license—doesn't that make it clear enough? Just look at that guy over there and you'll see how lucky you are," said 404 Crab Claw, pointing in the direction of a groom riding a tall horse who had just approached the city gate.
The groom happened to run into the same Black Armored Soldier who had stopped Li Hong earlier and was immediately surrounded.
The Black Armored Sergeant sniffed at the groom and said coldly, "Don’t you know the saying: 'Drink before riding, ride after drinking'?"
The groom snapped awake in an instant, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "Sir! Today is my wedding day! I couldn’t help but indulge in a few extra drinks. I hope you can let me off this time."
"Let you off? Sure!" the Black Armored Sergeant said with a teasing smile.
Before the groom could feel happy, the white horse beneath him was suddenly seized by the Black Armored Sergeant and sent galloping out of the city, leaving the groom standing there in a daze.
"Alright, I've let the horse go. Now come with us. With your drunk driving behavior, you can forget about getting out of prison for a few years."
Seeing that unfortunate fellow being dragged away by the Black Armored Sergeant sent chills down Li Hong's spine.
"What the hell, who taught you this? Are the traffic rules in the Tang Dynasty this strict?"
The transformed monster perched on Li Hong's shoulder, too scared to speak.
The silly little creature thought it was its fault that Li Hong was being fined by these people.
Li Hong comforted the monster for a moment before leading it and 404 into the world-renowned city of Chang'an.
Chang'an was still bustling, with its unchanged art style over hundreds of years and the simple yet unpretentious merchants and common folk.
Whether on side streets or main roads, one could always see peddlers carrying goods, selling their wares everywhere.
However, it seemed that what these folks were selling... was a bit unusual?
"Want some films?" one vendor approached, speaking mysteriously.
Li Hong squinted his eyes, surprised as he asked, "What kind?"
"Oh, there are plenty to choose from. I may not be the biggest film dealer in Chang'an, but I'm at least in the top three. Just recently, I ranked second on the Chang'an film dealer list. They call me the King of Western Films," the vendor boasted.
"I'm not just bragging; even His Majesty has come to buy films from me—those with quite a taste for the unusual. Don't let my humble appearance fool you; I'm a proper Royal Film Supplier."
"Alright, alright, Lubenwei is impressive." Li Hong raised his hands in surrender.
There was no way to resist; this guy was too good at spinning tales, turning black into white and making the living seem dead.
"Is there anything more exciting?" After being persuaded like this, Li Hong genuinely became interested.
He wanted to see what the films of this era were really like.
"Ahem..."
The vendor coughed and pulled Li Hong into a dimly lit corner of an alley. Then, he took out several colorful booklets and handed them to Li Hong.
"Quickly look through these and choose one to follow me."
Li Hong was taken aback but then began flipping through the booklets in his hands.
These were poorly printed booklets with very basic paper. Fortunately, the illustrations of the characters drawn on them were vivid enough that they didn't feel low-quality.
Li Hong was looking at one titled "Imperial Palace Guard."
From the title, it was clear what it depicted—nothing more than the scandalous stories between a flamboyant palace guard and the beauties of the harem.
What surprised Li Hong was that aside from the poor paper quality, everything else could be considered a work of art.
Moreover, each booklet had eloquent text printed at the back.
"Wow, you guys are doing pretty well!" After watching for a while and seeing his brother getting excited, Li Hong finally put down the booklet in his hands.
"How much is it?"
"Commission Fee: One hundred wen," the vendor said with an unusually happy grin.
With these items, he had made quite a bit of money. Moreover, his Royal Film Supplier was no joke.
At least, a certain idle Your Majesty had indeed come to him to purchase films, and they were certainly the kind that were particularly explosive.
Of course, this was nothing unusual; after all, every Chang'an Resident knew that Li Shimin was a film enthusiast. He would even lose sleep and appetite waiting for his favorite films to update.
But just as the vendor was overjoyed, thinking he had made another successful deal, darkness enveloped him, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
"Charging for seeds? What a heartless merchant!"
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