Half a minute later, the Red Pig emerged from the tomb.
The porcelain pillow in its hand was gone, replaced by a brown flight jacket.
The jacket had many damaged areas, as well as many repair marks.
But all the repairs were done on the original basis, so they could only make the jacket look a bit less shabby and couldn't cover the damages.
"This is the jacket Qian Zao bought for me, and I've been wearing it ever since, until the day we were shot down."
The Red Pig fondly and reluctantly stroked the jacket.
"Take it."
With eyes closed, it resolutely handed the jacket to Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng took the flight jacket, with no item description popping up.
"What's the use of this?"
He asked.
"I've cut a portion of my spiritual body and stored it in the jacket. As long as the jacket remains intact, it won't dissipate within a year. If placed in a place rich with Netherworld aura, the storage time will be further extended."
