Rabbit Must Die-Chapter 632 - 231 Sorry, on the call_1

Afterward, the three hurried to Craftsman God’s Valley. Lu Ban rummaged inside De Tower for half a day before he finally found a strange large drum. The drum’s hide was black; one side was pure black, while the other side looked like a human face! At first glance, it seemed like someone’s face was stretched over the drum surface, creating a very eerie appearance.

The Kitchen God leaned in and said, "This is my first time seeing this drum. It’s said that its sound can reach every corner of the Three Realms."

"That’s not right," said the Wenqu Star Monarch. "Seems like this is the war drum used by Emperor Huang during the battle with Chiyou, isn’t it? The drum sound was thunderous, with immense power. It is said to be made of Kuiniu’s hide for the drumhead and its bones for the drumsticks. After Chiyou was defeated, the whereabouts of this drum became unknown."

Seeing this drum, Lu Ban sighed and said, "Good knowledge, this indeed is the war drum used by Emperor Huang in the battle against Chiyou. After Chiyou’s defeat, Emperor Huang discarded it here in Craftsman God’s Valley because he thought it had too much of a malevolent aura, harmful to the harmony of Heaven, hoping to transform it. With my efforts, it was turned into the Communicator Drum. But truly, this thing is very ominous; whether it’s Kuiniu’s resentment or the anger of all beings, as soon as the drum sounds, a murderous aura fills the sky, unstoppable. Honestly, if it weren’t necessary, I would never want to bring it out."

"Kuiniu’s hide, the blood of a myriad of spirits, creating such an object, no wonder," said the Kitchen God. "Besides, it was originally made for warfare, and you ended up making it a tool for communication; probably it’s resentment on top of resentment."

Lu Ban said, "Perhaps, but although this drum can transmit sound across the Three Realms, there is still a small problem."

"What problem?" the Kitchen God and Wenqu Star Monarch asked in unison.

Qin Shou, having returned to Fang Ya’s home, utterly bored, simply cast an Invisibility Technique and went out for a stroll.

Following the great earthquake, a wild wind threw the whole world into chaos. With nothing else to do, Qin Shou simply roamed around the world, helping those in need, saving quite a number of people.

While Qin Shou was busily enjoying his bouts of assistance, suddenly a drum sound pierced his ears, followed by a voice, bearing a trace of overbearing ness and immense irritability, "Rabbit! Can you hear me?!"

Qin Shou was startled. He swore that in all his years, he had never heard a voice so rough, so fierce!

"Rabbit, I am your master!"

Upon hearing that, Qin Shou raised an eyebrow and immediately started cursing, "Go to your grandfather! Taking advantage of me? You are my master? I am probably your ancestor!"

There was silence for a moment on the other side, and then the voice angrily said, "What are you?"

Hearing that, Qin Shou retorted, "Are you f*cking stupid? You come looking for me and don’t know I am your ancestor?"

"You think you’re tough... hey, hey, what are you dragging me for?!"

In the Immortal Realm, the Kitchen God’s face turned red with anger, glaring fiercely at Lu Ban, who was pulling him away, "Why are you dragging me? Didn’t you see how arrogant that idiot is over there? I don’t know which idiot taught such a disciple, or perhaps he’s a bastard with no master at all, to be so impolite! And his voice is so damn unpleasant, not to mention the heavy murderous intent; at first glance, he’s not a good bird! He dares claim he’s my ancestor? Damn, if the heavenly gate wasn’t closed, I’d go down there and slap him myself!"

Listening to these words, Lu Ban showed a pained expression, quickly gestured with his hands to the Kitchen God to calm down, then said, "What are you getting so worked up for? Didn’t I tell you? This thing has a minor malfunction."

The Kitchen God furrowed his brows, "What do you mean?"

Lu Ban said, "The principle of the Communicator Drum is to use the battle drum as a medium, finding the other party’s aura, locking onto their mind and soul, and directly transmitting the sound to their spirit."

The Kitchen God still didn’t grasp what Lu Ban meant.

Lu Ban continued explaining, "So, if you want your voice to go through, you need to beat the drum, and your voice will be enveloped by the sound of the drum, then transferred directly to the other party’s mind and soul."

The Kitchen God said, "No, definitely not, if it’s that impressive, why on earth did it lock onto the wrong target?"

Lu Ban replied with a bitter smile, "If the other party had seemed scholarly, I might really have thought we got the wrong target, but judging from that scoundrel’s tone, I’d estimate there’s an eighty percent chance we’ve got it right."

"That voice?" the Kitchen God asked, puzzled.

Lu Ban said, "I’ve told you before, the negative energy of the Communicator Drum is extremely strong. Our voices, when shrouded in its drum sound, are naturally affected and transform into a completely different, fiercely aggressive tone. Similarly, the words from the other party will also be wrapped in the drum’s echo as they return, altering the voice as well."

At that moment, Wenqu Star Monarch suddenly asked, "Do all altered voices sound the same?"

Lu Ban nodded and answered, "The Communicator Drum, regardless of whether you’re a man, woman, old, or young, makes everyone’s transmitted voices sound the same. The voices that come back are also identical, without variation."

After saying that, Lu Ban and Wenqu Star Monarch both looked at the Kitchen God with mischievous smiles, as the Kitchen God thought about the insults he had just hurled.

Calling someone a "stupid disciple," or complaining about nasty voices not being from good birds, his face instantly flushed red!

Frustrated and embarrassed, the Kitchen God said, "I know, let me try again!"

Then the Kitchen God struck the war drum and immediately called out, "You dead rabbit brat, I’m your master Lu Ban! Have you forgotten how to win people over with virtue? You worthless little turtle, how dare you act like my ancestor?"

Originally, Lu Ban had wanted to enjoy the spectacle, but when he saw it, damn, the Kitchen God, who dealt with pots every day, sure knew how to throw accusations; he was utterly adept at slinging blame!

Lu Ban quickly rushed over and, lifting his leg, gave the Kitchen God a kick, pushing him away, and shouted, "You rabbit brat, that wasn’t me speaking just now, it was that grandson of the Kitchen God!"

The Kitchen God ran over and yelled too, "It was Lu Ban who just spoke!" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Seeing this, Wenqu couldn’t help getting interested and joined in, shouting, "Right, it was Lu Ban!"

Lu Ban, infuriated, yelled, "You two old hens, just you wait! Rabbit brat, did you hear me? Answer me, will you?"

At this very moment, Qin Shou stood there, utterly bewildered. He had never dreamed that he would manage to make contact with his masters from Heaven today. The voices from before, he truly had considered the other party to be some idiot taking advantage of him.

The other side hadn’t explained how they managed to contact him, not to mention not giving a proper introduction.

But based on Qin Shou’s understanding of those people, plus the jumbled voices in his head, he could almost be certain that these tasteless bunch must be his masters, no mistake about it.

Thinking of his several masters, Qin Shou’s eyes felt a bit sore; he really missed them after so many years in the Lower Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Shou tried to calm down and pinching his nose, he spoke in a woman’s voice, "I’m sorry, the number you’ve dialed is currently busy, please try again later."

Then Qin Shou quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and took several deep breaths before choking out, "Damn, it’s so windy!"