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Chapter 36: Something’s Wrong with This Game
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Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Something’s Wrong with This Game

"Holy crap, is your seventh-grade homework this much of a pain? I can help with the math problems. Bystander A can handle the language arts. For Magic theory, Zhao Baimao and Yue Hua can do it. You just need to copy everything down."

"Thanks," Wang Er said flatly. "I was fighting up until a moment ago and just remembered my homework."

"Even domineering CEOs like you have homework?" Duan Fei teased.

"Not a domineering CEO. A king."

"Isn’t that the same thing?"

"It’s not. The caliber is different. Homework is also one of a king’s trials. Speaking of which, you’re quite good, Duan Fei. You were responsible for both of my team’s deaths. You must be a powerful hero."

"You’ve got good taste."

"But why are you guys fighting a civil war amongst yourselves?"

After Duan Fei explained the situation to Wang Er, the twelve-year-old "domineering CEO" gazed indifferently at the distant TV tower and said softly, "The weather is turning cold. It’s time for such treacherous villains to go bankrupt. Don’t worry, I will help you."

"And you say you’re not a domineering CEO!"

While everyone was bent over under a streetlight helping the "domineering CEO" with his homework, Duan Fei glanced at the Biological Culture Medium and tossed out the new creature.

Looking at the puddle of goo-like stuff, he sighed and then had Yan Yuan go find a place to self-destruct.

They had tried cultivating it many times before but had never managed to create the ideal physical body.

According to Yan Yuan’s Description, the ideal body needed to be versatile in both offense and defense, and able to generate its own Magic Power without relying on its master.

After all, he was a mature pet now; he needed to take care of himself.

Beyond that, the DNA from all three sources needed to be inherited properly, their respective traits had to be mastered, and most importantly, it needed a crucial Passive Skill: [Growth].

Pets normally couldn’t grow on their own. Only by obtaining the [Growth] passive could they get a Level template, allowing them to raise their own Level by sharing the player’s experience and gain Attribute increases.

Although having this passive would significantly lower its initial Attributes, its future potential was definitely worth it. It was a passive that both Yan Yuan and Duan Fei desperately wanted.

Seeing Duan Fei constantly re-rolling his pet, Wang Er seemed to guess what was happening. He slipped a ring off his finger and handed it to Duan Fei.

"This is Solomon’s Wisdom Ring. It can make Demons obey your commands. It should be of some help in getting the Demon you want."

’You’re the Demon!’ Yan Yuan yelled from within the Biological Culture Medium.

Staring at the ring, Yue Hua’s eyes widened in disbelief. She then stroked the ring, feeling the ancient and mysterious aura coming from it.

"This thing is the real deal!" Yue Hua shouted. "You’re wearing an authentic artifact like this to participate in such a low-quality Holy Grail War? Are you out of your mind?"

"Woman, are you insulting the wisdom of a king?" Wang Er said, looking at Yue Hua with displeasure.

"No, but any normal person would think you’re crazy! It’s like pulling out an intercontinental ballistic missile during a kids’ fight. No matter how you look at it, it’s insane."

Wang Er snorted coldly. "Woman, do not use a commoner’s mindset to fathom a king."

’This kid’s eighth-grader syndrome is a lost cause.’

Duan Fei, on the other hand, thanked Wang Er seriously and put on the Wisdom Ring.

After putting on the ring, Duan Fei felt the Biological Culture Medium in his hand tremble slightly. The original thirty-minute cooldown was forcefully reduced to just ten minutes, and a brand-new panel appeared for him to choose from.

On this panel, Duan Fei discovered that he could exclude useless Skills, customize the pet’s appearance, and that the process of cultivation, which had been like finding a needle in a haystack, was now customizable thanks to the ring. This greatly surprised him.

"Yan Yuan, so you really are a Demon!"

’I... I... I’m a Phoenix!’

"Then you’re a Demon Phoenix. Oh, I get it. Eye Demons are a type of Demon, and since you’re mixed with Eye Demon blood, you’ve become a Demon too."

This sudden revelation left Yan Yuan stunned, but then he said with acceptance: ’Forget it. If I’m a Demon, I’m a Demon. That’s fine too.’

"He actually accepted it!"

With the help of Solomon’s Ring, the speed at which Duan Fei could screen pets improved qualitatively. He finally selected the most suitable body just as Wang Er finished his homework.

This body looked no different from a normal Phoenix, except that its two eyes had been completely transformed into those of an Eye Demon. It also possessed the Growth Attribute, allowing it to partially enhance the power of its eyes.

Currently, its eyes only had the ability to see through invisibility and physical forms, but he could look forward to their future performance.

The Phoenix’s inherent high Rebirth and resurrection Skills were also retained, and it now had the Skill to convert its own Magic Power into bullets. It was outstanding in many aspects.

The only drawback was its low Constitution. If focus-fired, it would die and resurrect easily, so this aspect would need to be supplemented in the future.

At this moment, Yan Yuan looked like a palm-sized, bright red chick. It was curled up on Duan Fei’s shoulder, silently converting Magic Power into bullets for Duan Fei’s use.

The bullets produced by the Magic Bullet Skill had an effect similar to a Type 54 pistol. It could create one bullet per hour, up to a maximum of six.

Although the number of bullets was small, because they were Magic Bullets, they could be fired silently and were intangible upon impact. This should prove to be surprisingly effective in certain dungeons.

Teasing Yan Yuan, Duan Fei said with satisfaction, "Little Yan Yan, I have high hopes for you."

"Master, don’t worry. You can count on me from now on."

"Yan Yan~"

"Master~"

"What a disgustingly sweet scene," Bystander A said helplessly.

By the time Wang Er’s homework was finally done, it was already three in the morning.

Zhao Baimao looked behind them, confused, and asked, "Strange, where’s Young Master Jinghong?"

"Oh, she has a terrible sense of direction. She’s probably gotten lost and ended up at the destination already. Let’s just go find her there," Duan Fei said.

"What are you talking about? Young Master Jinghong is so perfect. How could she get lost?"

"Believe it or not. Let’s go."

After regrouping, the party got into a private car summoned by Wang Er and sped toward the TV tower.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance to the TV tower, Duan Fei saw that it was heavily guarded.

Armored soldiers stood guard at the entrance. A massive number of armored figures, like an army, defended the place, making the TV tower as impregnable as an iron fortress.

Seeing this, even though he’d said it many times before, Duan Fei couldn’t help but say, "You all have turned a four-thousand-yuan Holy Grail War into this. You’re a textbook example of getting the biggest bang for your buck!"

’It’s a real waste of your talents that some capitalist hasn’t hired you to work in their factory.’

Just as Duan Fei was wondering how to break through, Wang Er raised his hand with an elegant air, signaling for Duan Fei to be patient.

"Don’t worry. I’ve already made preparations in advance."

Looking at Wang Er expectantly, Duan Fei was about to see what kind of "domineering CEO" move he would pull, when he heard a familiar sound approaching from a distance.

Then, a squad of police officers got out of several police cars and pointed at the unmanned suits of armor, shouting, "Whose armor is this? Don’t you know you can’t use Magic items to block a public path? Where is the person in charge? Come out and sign the rectification notice!"

Staring at the police who had been called to the scene, Duan Fei was stunned.

’A domineering CEO actually called the cops?’

’There’s something wrong with this game!’

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