He glanced at the struggling tortoise out of the corner of his eye: If it can't be taken out, let Big Flower spit it out; it should be able to spit it out.
He reached inside, but Cheng Dahua pushed his forearm out halfway with her tongue.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch."
Cheng Dahua started spitting out large mouthfuls of saliva again.
Cheng Anlang pried open Cheng Dahua's mouth, spitting large amounts of saliva onto Cheng Anlang's hands and clothes: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Do you want to see a doctor?"
Cheng Dahua pushed Cheng Anlang away and spat out her last bit of saliva on the ground with two spitting sounds.
"Aww..."
That feels good.
Cheng Anlang looked at Cheng Dahua, who had stopped spitting, and asked softly, "...Are you alright?"
"Aww!"
Cheng Dahua has recovered her energy.
Cheng Anlang held Cheng Dahua's large head and looked her over from side to side: "Are you really alright? What happened to you just now?"
"Ouch."
Cheng Dahua pointed at the beautiful turtle, and Ye Zi fanned herself with her hand.
Cheng Anlang: "..."
"Don't tell me you think it smells bad..."
Cheng Dahua nodded.
Cheng Anlang: "Is this why you spat all over the place and scared me half to death?"
"Aww..."
Cheng Anlang patted Cheng Dahua's big head: "I'll settle the score with you when we get back!"
Cheng Anlang originally wanted to stay in the arena and keep matching, but his pants were still covered in unwashed substrate and his shirt was soaked with saliva. He didn't want his clothes to dry in the wind, so he could only carry Cheng Dahua back to the dormitory to change his clothes before matching for the second game.
Chapter 30, Scene 2
Cheng Anlang quickly changed his clothes in the dormitory, picked up Cheng Dahua, and ran back to the arena.
The shouts from the arena continued, the scores had been updated, and several more people were now tied for first place on the big screen. Cheng Anlang opened the matchmaking system.
"Buzz—"
Cheng Anlang waited a few minutes before finally getting matched with an opponent and a scene. He quickly browsed the opponent's information. The opponent's name was Bu Xiangqi, and the mutated beast was a huge red sloth named Sloth. Perhaps the owner was too lazy to come up with a name. It was a level three mutated beast, and the scene was an ordinary grove of trees.
Although the opponent's personal information page did not display the mutated beast's attack skills, it didn't matter. There was something called the school forum, which was a collection of gossip information. Cheng Anlang directly logged onto the forum and searched for sloth, but there was nothing but photos.
Cheng Anlang: "???"
This person entered the school so early, they must have participated in the mutant beast competition several times by now, so how come there's no information about them, just a photo?
However, this sloth is red in color.
Cheng Anlang thought about the red mutated beast he had encountered. The duck was red and could breathe fire. Could it be that the sloth could also breathe fire?
Cheng Anlang imagined the scene of a sloth breathing fire: "Hmm... that shouldn't be a big problem, right..."
The preparation time was almost over. Cheng Anlang carried Cheng Dahua to the matchmaking battle arena. The battle arena scene had been simulated. It was a small grove of trees with water stains on the leaves. The space was not large and there were not many trees, making it seem a bit empty.
Bu Xiangqi, holding the enormous, fiery red sloth in his arms, greeted Cheng Anlang: "Hello..."
Cheng Anlang: "Hello."
The sloth moved its hand and began to slowly lift itself upwards. Cheng Anlang saw this but didn't pay attention.
Bu Xiangqi: "This is my first time signing up for a mutated beast competition, so please be gentle and give me lots of pointers."
Cheng Anlang: "First time? I saw in your profile that you came to this school several years ago. You didn't participate before?"
Bu Xiangqi scratched his head: "I was just too lazy to sign up. Besides, the sloth was only level two before, how could I fight it... I just leveled up to level three. I thought about it and decided to sign up and give it a try, just to experience it."
Not many people have finished the first round yet. The ten spots on the big screen are not yet filled, and Bu Xiangqi's name is not on the screen, which means that Bu Xiangqi lost the last round.
Cheng Anlang nodded after thinking about this: "Okay..."
Bu Xiangqi continued, "I haven't had any real matches with anyone, so please forgive me if there were any mistakes during the competition."
Cheng Anlang: "Never had any real combat experience? You didn't play your first match?"
Bu Xiangqi: "There was no first match. I was late and just got matched..."
Cheng Anlang: "Okay, let's begin."
Just as Cheng Anlang was about to step back and put Cheng Dahua down, Bu Xiangqi called out to him, "Wait!"
Cheng Anlang: "What's wrong?"
Bu Xiangqi said embarrassedly, "The sloth hasn't even said hello yet..."
Cheng Anlang: "Huh?"
The sloth finally raised its paw, and time seemed to stretch out as it swayed from side to side...