"Baa!"
Sheep Ji Chang was about to bristle again, but Cheng Da Hua didn't give her the chance. She extended the roots under her feet and rolled them up tightly like a blanket, leaving only four sheep hooves tied with wooden sticks exposed.
"!!! What the hell?! How can its roots still grow?!"
"Wow, Hua Hua is amazing!"
"Wait a minute! This is cheating! It's supposed to be a level 3 mutated beast, but it has several skills! It can spit corrosive saliva and grow roots! Shouldn't it only have one skill?!"
"Wow, plant mutant beasts have such overpowered skills! I want one too!"
Sheep Ji Chang was tightly wrapped around the roots, its wool clinging to its skin, unable to stand up at all. Cheng Da Hua had completely shut down its abilities...
Unsurprisingly, Cheng Dahua won the match. After the decision was made on the battle platform, Cheng Dahua waited for Cheng Anlang to come and hug her...
Cheng Anlang wanted to pick it up, but Cheng Dahua refused... It didn't want anyone to see its feet...
Cheng Anlang: The entire audience has already seen it, what are you embarrassed about? You're not some unmarried girl from Ancient Blue Star...
However, Cheng Anlang still took Cheng Dahua's scarf off and wrapped it around his neck.
He sighed. He had thought that after the golden flowerpot was retired, it could be melted down and made into something else... but it just exploded into pieces...
Fortunately, the S-grade flowerpot was made. I'll go get it from Zhang Mingyu tonight.
Chapter 51, Seduction
Cheng Dahua once again dazzled everyone. Throughout history, no matter how powerful a mutated beast was, it only had one skill. Cheng Dahua actually had two. If she waited until level five, who knows what she would become!
Cheng Anlang, holding Cheng Dahua, took off his scarf: "We don't have any spare flowerpots, so let's use the thermos lid for now?"
"Ouch."
Cheng Dahua nodded dejectedly; her gleaming golden flowerpot was gone just like that…
Cheng Anlang comforted him, "The S-grade flowerpot is ready. I'll go to Zhang Mingyu's place tonight to pick it up. If you really like gold, I can see if I can have someone plate the outside of the flowerpot with gold."
"Aww!"
Cheng Dahua nodded happily.
Cheng Anlang added, "There's no need to stream today. You can go play in the advanced combat room first. I'll go play some mech ranking matches and pick you up tonight, and also bring back the flower pots."
"Aww!"
Cheng Anlang patted its head: "You really stole the show today, more and more people like you..."
More and more people will want to have you...
His voice trembled slightly at the end, but Cheng Dahua didn't notice it; her two leaves clung to his arm.
"Aww!"
Many people like me! But I only like you!
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Cheng Anlang never expected that when he went to get the golden flowerpot that night, Zhang Mingyu would confess his feelings to him... He didn't remember a single word Zhang Mingyu said, only that he felt like a furnace, his whole body burning up, as if he was about to burst into smoke. He didn't even know what he said, and he pushed Zhang Mingyu away and ran away as fast as he could.
Cheng Anlang's mind was a complete mess, he couldn't think straight. He was about to turn the corner with the flowerpot in his arms when he saw Cheng Dahua. Cheng Dahua was temporarily planted on the lid of his old thermos, and a person was squatting next to her, talking to her while holding something.
Cheng Anlang was taken aback. He should have stepped forward to stop him immediately, but as if blocked by something, he took a step back and disappeared into the shadows behind the wall.
The man was holding up a braised leopard leg, swaying it back and forth. Cheng Dahua's head bobbed up and down with the braised leopard leg as she stared intently at it.
Cheng Anlang was holding a flowerpot behind the wall when he heard the person say, "Don't follow Cheng Anlang, he can't give you anything."
"Ouch."
Cheng Dahua, drooling, said, "Give me the braised ham first, then I'll ramble on."
"Look how capable you are, do you really need to follow Cheng Anlang? If you followed my young master, you could have as many golden flowerpots as you want, instead of being so pitiful as to be planted in a thermos lid."
"Huh?"
Are you trying to seduce me?
The man slowly brought the braised pork leg closer to Cheng Dahua, and Cheng Dahua took a big bite.
"Not just gold flowerpots, but also rainbow diamond ones, you can have whatever you want."
Cheng Dahua finished her braised ham in a few bites without any interest, then opened her mouth to wait for the next one. Seeing this, the person took out a skewer of grilled golden pomfret. The grilled golden pomfret was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, steaming hot and sizzling with oil.
The man waved the fish in front of Cheng Dahua's eyes.
"You've never seen this before, have you? It's a golden pomfret; there are only a handful in the world."
You'll never get to eat this if you stay with him your whole life.
What a wonderful thing this is!
Cheng Dahua's eyes gleamed, and his head followed the fish back and forth.
"Break off the contract with him. Follow my young master, and you can jump directly to the upper echelons of the Imperial Star. Honor, wealth, and power will be within your grasp."
Cheng Anlang stood in the shadows, leaning against the wall with his head down, his face expressionless, his hands tightly clutching the flowerpot.
"No matter how capable he is, he can only reach the rank of lieutenant general or major general at most. If his ancestors are incredibly lucky, he might barely become a general in a few decades. And that's only if he keeps earning merits on the battlefield. Do you want to suffer on the battlefield with him all the time?"