Cheng Anlang withdrew his gaze, looked at the girl in front of him, and nodded: "Of course."
Yu Ya added his contact code: "The school will be holding a mutant beast competition soon. I've already received the notice. I'll send it to you later so you can take a look. I hope to see you, my flower, at the competition."
Cheng Anlang was stunned: Mutant beast competition? There's such a thing?
He pondered for a few seconds, but knowing nothing at the moment, he could only smile and say, "Thank you, I'll consider it."
Yu Ya didn't mind and waved her hand, "Then I'll go first. You can ask me anytime if you don't understand anything."
Cheng Anlang: "Yes, thank you."
...
After returning to his dormitory, Cheng Anlang first shook Cheng Dahua out of the flowerpot.
"Ouch..." Cheng Dahua was not happy.
Cheng Anlang examined it closely: "Your root can actually extend?"
"Awooo!" Cheng Dahua instantly got excited and could stretch even longer!
As Cheng Dahua was saying this, she was about to grow up.
Cheng Anlang quickly grabbed it and said, "Don't grow any longer, or I'll have to clean the house again."
"Aww..."
He suddenly had an idea. He would have to replace his mecha sooner or later. It was impossible for him to pay for it outright. He would have to play ranked matches to earn points. He could have Da Hua be his co-pilot...
Cheng Anlang picked up the flowerpot again and looked at it: "Is this flowerpot the right size? Will it be too crowded?"
Cheng Dahua shook her head. The large flowerpot was too heavy and uncomfortable to use.
Cheng Anlang planted it back in the flowerpot, watered it, fed it some food he got from the cafeteria, and then opened his smart brain to see the notification about the mutant beast competition that Yu Ya had sent him.
Cheng Anlang himself didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't really want too many people to know how amazing Cheng Dahua was; he only wanted people to know that Cheng Dahua liked to eat...
Okay, he admitted that he might have been a little selfish.
Cheng Anlang looked at Cheng Dahua, who was smacking her lips in the flowerpot.
The light streaming in through the window made Cheng Dahua appear to exude an air of dominance.
Cheng Anlang paused for a moment, then finally asked Cheng Dahua, "Dahua, are you going to participate in the mutant beast competition?"
“Aww…” Cheng Dahua shook her head; she wasn’t very interested.
Cheng Anlang frowned, his mouth moved, but he swallowed the words back. After several attempts, he finally said, "When the whole planet of the Imperial City broadcasts it live, you can show the whole planet your, um... heroic figure."
Cheng Dahua suddenly straightened her roots, broadcasting live across the entire planet...
As Cheng Dahua chewed on a leaf, she unconsciously imagined it standing tall on a podium, wearing a crown symbolizing victory, with all eyes on it, cheering and throwing bouquets of flowers that belong only to the victors, chanting slogans like "For flowers! For flowers! For flowers, I'd bang my head against the wall!"
Hehehe, hehehe.
Its saliva dripped out, which it licked away with its tongue.
Cheng Anlang could tell at a glance what Da Hua was dreaming about. He felt a little gratified, but also a little sad: "So, do you want to participate?"
"Awoooooo!" It wants to participate!
Okay, Cheng Anlang looked down at the notice for the mutated beast competition. If it wanted to participate, then it could participate.
Then he immediately noticed the registration fee and the prize money.
Cheng Anlang: "..."
He ran out of money.
Cheng Anlang looked up at Cheng Dahua with an excited expression, "The top three get a prize. Since we're participating, we have to win. Dahua, are you confident?"
"Awoooooo!" It has it, it absolutely must have it!
"Speak louder! Shout out your winning spirit!"
"Awoooooo!"
Cheng Anlang patted its head, chuckling to himself, "So cute..."
In that case, the first thing we need to do is get the money for the registration fee.
Cheng Anlang lowered his head in thought. The school had an anonymous trading market where he could sell the crystals, but that money was for his living expenses and couldn't be touched for the time being.
Cheng Anlang's gaze silently fell on Cheng Dahua's saliva.
He's come up with a solution.
...
"Did you see that? A potion has appeared on the anonymous trading market. It's incredibly powerful."
"I saw it and want to buy it for my dad so he can ruin his rivals."
"I saw it too. Is it really that amazing? Or is it just special effects?"
"It's possible. With technology so advanced these days, there are plenty of counterfeit and substandard products."
"Who cares? Let's bid first!"