"Gaga, that's right! Master had to secretly bring his little sprite with him during the exam, but unfortunately the professor found out! Wahahahaha, Master got scolded so badly by the professor!" Baozi suddenly started laughing wildly: "Master was also punished by having to do homework! Wahahahaha, Master is so stupid, even if Baozi's Master had a hundred different bodies, he would still be a big idiot!"
Wow, you're kidding me!
Stone threw the black diamond in his hand to the ground and stomped on it: "You damn steamed bun, if you've got the guts, then turn into a black diamond for life, hmph!"
"Chirp! Waaah chirp! Waaah chirp!" Just as the stone was brutally crushing the bun, the little elf couldn't resist anymore. Because of its injured foot, it could only slowly move over.
Stone felt dizzy from the bird-like sound, and helplessly looked down at the bun that had been trampled into the mud, asking, "Bun, what was that saying?"
Baozi was furious. Its owner was becoming increasingly shameless. Before, when Baozi needed something, the owner would at least try to appease it with food, but now... "Hehe, Baozi doesn't know anything! Baozi is just a pitiful little pet that its owner dislikes!"
What a pathetic thing to do!
Stone got annoyed, took a step forward, and picked up the little sprite. To Stone's surprise, the sprite, which looked to be about the same height as him, was surprisingly light. Stone weighed it in his hand; it probably only weighed about 20 pounds!
"Goodbye, you little dumpling! Oh no, goodbye forever!" Stone scooped the little sprite up in her arms. Since the dumpling said it was worth a lot of money, of course she had to take it home! Tsk tsk, a million purple gold coins! By the way, what are purple gold coins anyway?
"Gah gah!" Baozi, half-buried in the mud, let out a shrill scream and sprang out of the mud with a "whoosh," crying out in utter agony, "Master! Baozi will tell you how to extract memories! Master, don't abandon Baozi!"
Stone's lips curled up slightly. It seemed this little bun was truly the kind that wouldn't learn unless it was disciplined! Hmm, I've decided, I'll have to give it a good whack from now on, lest it forget who its master is!
Holding the little elf and clutching the black diamond, Stone wobbled back the way he came. When he reached the tree hollow, Stone was astonished to find that the hollow had vanished!
"Is this the place!" Stone exclaimed in horror. Had she gotten lost? No way, she had only walked less than 100 meters! "Baozi, come out! What's going on?" After thinking for a while, Stone felt that it was unlikely that she was lost, but rather that Baozi had done something.
Having just been tormented, Baozi didn't dare cause any more trouble this time. It obediently hopped out and patiently explained to Shitou, "Hehe, this is one of Baozi's skills: Concealment! In the past, when Master went outside, he would have Baozi use it around the residence!"
Stone calmed down instantly. So it was Baozi's skill! Baozi actually knows quite a lot! Baozi isn't so useless after all!
"Untie it, I want to go in!" As soon as Stone finished speaking, a large tree in front of him suddenly opened up like a girl having her clothes ripped off (this description...), exposing the large hole to Stone.
Stone carried the little elf into the tree hole and casually placed it on one of the only two stone benches: "Sit down, little one!" Without caring whether the elf understood or not, Stone kindly took a cornbread out of the sack and stuffed it into the elf's hand: "Hungry? Eat up!"
"Huh?" Baozi was horrified, instantly transforming into that enormous steamed bun: "No! Don't eat it!"
Before Stone could speak, Baozi rushed into the elf's arms and then smashed the cornbread to the ground with a "thud".
"You damn steamed bun!" Stone was furious. Even if the cornbread didn't taste very good, it was still prepared for him by Fat Mama! He had kindly taken it out for the little elf, and this wretched steamed bun dared to waste it like this! Humph, this is intolerable!
Stone stared at the steamed bun without saying a word for a full minute, then cursed decisively, "You damned steamed bun, I'll make you turn into a pan-fried bun right now!"
Immediately, Baozi began another round of screams, the sound of which was so heartbreaking that it would bring tears to anyone's eyes! Unfortunately, all of this was ignored by Shi Tou.
Sitting on the stone bench, Stone rested his chin on his hand, staring blankly at the little elf. In his past life, whether in novels or movies, elves were always portrayed as kind creatures, seemingly even a bit saintly. No one ever thought elves would harm people, so Stone had no suspicion of this one. However, after looking at it more closely, Stone became increasingly doubtful: was this really an elf?
Really?
"Baozi, aren't all elves supposed to be beautiful?" After staring for a while, Stone came to a conclusion: elves can be beautiful or ugly, and this one in front of him was unfortunately one of the uglier ones.
"Gaga, Master! Baozi has told you everything! Baozi will tell you how to extract memories! Baozi will now give Master all the memories related to the elves!" Poor Baozi's buttocks were being fried in hot oil. This torture, which tormented both body and mind, deeply humbled the proud Baozi, causing it to lower its arrogant head: "Baozi's chrysanthemum, waaaaaah~~~"
Shi Tou stumbled and nearly fell off the stone bench.
Chrysanthemums? Steamed buns with chrysanthemums? Shi Tou silently wiped away a cold sweat, realizing he needed to watch his mouth when it came to steamed buns from now on. These steamed buns were just too tempting…
After the stone underwent the so-called memory extraction, it became clear why Baozi had been so adamant about not allowing it. It wasn't really Baozi's fault; the method of memory extraction was simply outrageous.
Stone deeply admired Baozi's former owner; what an extraordinary thought process it must have taken to come up with such a method of memory retrieval!
I'm in awe!
☆, Chapter 066 The Bun with His Chrysanthemum Inserted
A steamed bun with a chrysanthemum stuck in it...
Stone looked at the wailing bun in front of him with endless conflicted feelings: "Hey, bun! It doesn't hurt, it'll be fine in a bit." Although he was saying comforting words, Stone felt incredibly relieved inside.
Hahaha! You little brat, you've finally met your match!
Well, even the stones got contaminated by the steamed buns...
"Gaga, Master, hurry up! Baozi is in so much pain! It's so hot, so itchy, and I'm so starved for love! Master, hurry up! Hmm, hurry, hurry, hurry up!" Baozi cried so miserably, its face contorted with pain, as if it had been... you know... done to it.
Shi Tou wiped away his cold sweat, staring speechlessly at Baozi. To be honest, Baozi's appearance at that moment was truly appalling. A long, thin twig was stuck straight into Baozi's fair and delicate body, appearing so incongruous and suggestive at first glance…
Well, actually, Baozi has his reasons for not revealing the method of memory extraction. After all, this method is quite challenging for both the person whose memory is being extracted and the person extracting it.
However, Stone firmly remembered a famous saying from his previous life: Study hard and make progress every day.
Sigh, in order to learn more cultural knowledge and to better serve the people, Baozi's little sacrifice is well worth it.
Compared to memory transfer, this memory extraction was much more convenient. All it took was selecting the appropriate memory from inside the bun, then inserting a tube into its body, and everything was fine. In less than half an hour, Stone had extracted the memory she needed: "Alright, bun, you're free."
As he watched the tubes being pulled from his body, Baozi finally let out a sigh of relief: "Hehe, my poor chrysanthemum!"
*Pfft!* Stone spat out its drink without any politeness. By the way, do steamed buns have a front and a back? If not, how do they tell which is the mouth and which is the anus?
This is indeed a very serious issue!
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Why, why am I so happy?!
"By the way, Baozi, didn't you say that memory retrieval is very fast? Why do I feel like it's not fast at all? Could it be that I selected too many memories?" Shi Tou reached out and rubbed her head. She had just selected the language and basic culture of the elves, and she was still a little dizzy.
"Giggle, not much!" Baozi shook its body: "The speed is too slow because the master chose a bad pipe!"
Stone looked at the small tube in his hand. It was actually a section of something similar to a reed, about the thickness of a little finger, and hollow inside. After weighing it in his hand for a while, Stone asked with great doubt, "Isn't it thick enough? Then I'll look for something else next time."
"Bang!" No sooner had Shi Tou finished speaking than Baozi stumbled and crashed heavily onto the hard ground from the stone table, making a loud noise: "Crunch..."
Shi Tou was startled and quickly bent down to pick the bun up from the ground: "What happened?"
"Gaga, Master, please have mercy on Baozi! Baozi will never expect anything from you again! Baozi will definitely be obedient! Master..." Baozi begged for mercy, trembling all over, leaving Shitou dumbfounded.
"What did I do?" Stone looked at the little elf who had fallen asleep on the stone table, looking confused, and asked innocently, "I don't think I did anything, did I?"
Baozi cried and wailed, tears streaming down its face, "Gaga, poor Baozi's chrysanthemum! The master is going to use something even thicker than this pipe to stab Baozi's chrysanthemum! Baozi can't live anymore! I can't live anymore! I can't live like this anymore!"
I'm speechless!
Stone said helplessly, "Didn't you say that the tube was too thin and difficult to retrieve memories?" What the hell? Did this bun suffer sexual assault in the past?
"Gah! No! Baozi is saying the tube is made of bad material! Baozi didn't say the tube is too thin! Baozi wants to protect my poor chrysanthemum!" Big Baozi cried as he spoke, the folds of his chrysanthemum trembling as if they might spill out at any moment, making Shi Tou feel a chill run down his spine.
"Alright, alright! Then tell me, what kind of pipe do you need? Tell me, and I'll go find it, okay?" Seeing Baozi crying so pitifully, even the hard-hearted Stone couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Seriously, watching a Baozi cry until she's trembling is quite a skill!
Baozi stopped crying immediately and asked incredulously, "Huh? Really? Is Master really that kind?"
Damn it! This princess isn't that kind!
Just as Stone was about to get angry, Baozi surprisingly showed some tact: "Gaga, Master, you are so kind! Baozi loves you to death! Baozi wants to tell Master that the green onions from the Demon Sound Forest are the best pipes in the world!"
The Demonic Forest? Green Onions?
Putting aside those peculiar green onions, let's just talk about this Demon Sound Forest. The stone, imbued with memories, shook its head. The Demon Sound Forest was indeed one of the settlements of the Elven race.
The elves of this world share many similarities with those Stone knew from his previous life, such as their kindness, nobility, and love for forests. The elves primarily inhabit two areas: the Demon Sound Forest and the Moon Goddess Forest.
The elves living in these two forests share the same ancestor, but due to differing aspirations, they began a clan division ceremony.
This clan division ceremony, however, greatly surprised Stone.
The elves have a strange rule: when they reach adulthood, all the elves have a choice. This choice is to go to the Demon Sound Forest or the Moon Goddess Forest.
"Baozi, why do the elves have to make this choice?" This rule was quite incomprehensible to Stone. The novels he'd read in his previous life always described elves as loving the forest and their homes; no one had ever mentioned that elves had to fill out college applications upon reaching adulthood!
"Hehe, it's nothing! The little elves just have to choose where they want to live!" Seeing that Stone no longer mentioned looking for a thicker pipe, Baozi finally felt relieved and answered Stone's question in detail: "Actually, the little elves just go wherever they like, there's no reason why!"
Stone frowned. The memories she retrieved didn't mention the reason for this strange rule among the elves; they only stated that all elves could voluntarily choose which settlement to go to upon reaching adulthood. Although she found it strange, Stone couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so she put the matter aside for the time being. Of course, at this point, she would never have imagined that she would almost lose her life over the issue of elves choosing a settlement.
"A settlement... Baozi, which settlement do you think this elf is from?" Stone asked, pointing to the little elf who was sleeping and drooling. "Or is that guy not even an adult yet?"
"Hehe, Master, you guessed right! But this little sprite should belong to the Demon Sound Forest! How about we go to the Demon Sound Forest together to take the sprite home? Hehe, we can also pick some green onions while we're there!"
The Demonic Sound Forest? Hmm, that sounds better than the Crimson Forest!
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Just a shy question, can you guys see the bun in the bottom part?
☆, Chapter 067 The Little Elf's Unnamed Name
"Chirp chirp!" Stone was resting his chin on his hand, pondering whether to go to the Demon Sound Forest, when suddenly the little elf who had just been sleeping woke up with a start. Staring with its big, watery eyes, the little elf looked around in confusion, then suddenly burst into tears.
Stone stared speechlessly at the little elf, then poked the bun: "Didn't I learn Elvish? Why can't I understand what that thing is saying? By the way, is it male or female?"
Baozi glared resentfully at the chubby little hand that was poking it so hard, and warned Shitou through gritted teeth, "Hehe, Master, if you keep poking Baozi's chrysanthemum like that, Baozi will scream for molestation!"
chrysanthemum……
Poke the chrysanthemum...
Stone yanked his finger back with a "whoosh," spat into his palm, and rubbed his hands together fiercely: "You damn steamed bun, keep your ass away from me!"
"Hehe, Master, if you keep disliking Baozi like this, Baozi won't tell you that this little elf can't talk at all!" Baozi glared at the stone angrily and warned it with great dissatisfaction.
Stone looked conflicted and helpless: "Can't it talk? Is it mute? No, it can make sounds!"
"Gaga, little elves aren't mute! Master is so stupid. When Master was just a little kitten, he couldn't talk either! Honestly, Baozi remembers that Master used to wet his pants a lot when he was little!" Baozi laughed happily, while Shitou listened angrily.
With a muffled thud, Stone punched Baozi, causing Baozi to make intimate contact with the stone table.
There's something that, if left unchecked for three days, will climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles!
The saying "spare the rod and spoil the child" is absolutely true!
He got up and went back to bed, rummaged through his bag, and pulled out a small handkerchief: "It's quite soft." He quickly walked over to the little elf, and ignoring the elf's struggles, he vigorously wiped its face. Honestly, aren't elves supposed to be noble and elegant? Why is this one's face covered in tears and snot?
"Baozi, is it male or female?" He roughly wiped the baby's face, so hard it almost rubbed off a layer of skin. At that moment, Stone was frowning, pondering the gender of the creature before him.