My name is Gao Peng. I'm an ordinary monster trainer.
Today, I brought my familiars to the Goddess Peak of the Wu Gorge to get some things and warm up. I picked up three stones, a bowl, and a book from the mountain.
I don't know who left them there. Since they didn't say anything, I picked them up and brought them home.
On the way home, one of the stones suddenly exploded, and then my … my familiars' two orange trees turned into two strange children in yellow.
What should I do now? Should I make these two boys repay me for my orange tree?
Gao Peng felt a headache coming on. He rubbed his temples.
When he was fishing, he heard an explosion. When he turned around, he saw that the small Calming Stone had exploded into two and flew into the two orange trees. Then, the orange trees became monsters.
"Where are the oranges? Do you have any oranges with you? "Gao Peng asked.
"Where are the oranges?" The two children in yellow repeated Gao Peng's words, but their faces were blank and they didn't know what to do.
The two children in yellow were very ugly. One could roughly tell that they were humanoid, but if one looked closely, one could tell that they weren't human. They were just monsters that looked like humans.
Their faces were waxy yellow, and their hair was as dry as withered grass. They were as dry as the branches of the orange trees. This was due to long-term malnutrition.
Their pupils were all black, and their bodies were covered with yellowish-brown bark. They were short, only about three feet tall. Their skinny claws reached out from the yellow bark.
Gao Peng looked at their data.
[Monster Name]: Orange Tree Demoness
[Monster Level]: Level 21 (Commander-tier)
[Monster Grade]: Excellent
[Monster Attribute]: Wood/Life
[Monster Description]: The originally ordinary orange trees were nourished by the blood and soul of monsters for a long time. Finally, they were nourished by the Calming Stone and transformed into Orange Tree Demoness.
There really were two Orange Tree Demonesses, and they were Commander-tier ones.
Abba, who was walking in the river, stopped. It noticed what was happening above its head. Wasn't that the orange tree that Da Zi planted above its head? Why did Da Zi's orange tree suddenly turn into two little people?
Abba felt that it was not simple.
Usually, Abba took good care of the oranges. When it rained, she would disperse the dark clouds and let the rain water on the oranges. Later on, she went to the mountains to find some soil and planted it under the oranges. Occasionally, she would also bury the leftover bones under the oranges.
Abba did not think too much when it buried the bones. It only thought that since it occasionally ate monsters for seasoning, the orange tree would definitely eat some monsters too.
However, Abba understood the principle of not being able to withstand nourishment, so she only fed him a little each time.
So … it must be because I took care of him too well!
Now that the orange tree had finally become a spirit, Abba was very proud. "Gao Peng, I fed it."
"Did you feed him?" Gao Peng remained calm.
"Yes! This orange tree was fed by me. Now it's grown into a little person. "Abba continued to be proud.
"Then you're really good." Gao Peng nodded.
"Of course!" Abba snorted.
Perhaps it was because they had grown out of Stripey's head, but the two Orange Tree Spirits were very attached to Stripey. After they were born, they were still a little wary of Gao Peng, but at least they didn't show any signs of aggression. However, when it came to Stripey, they were completely fond of it. They happily stroked Stripey's head everywhere, and couldn't stop smiling.
This was Gao Peng's first time coming into contact with mutated monsters. Moreover, it was something familiar that had mutated into a monster.
Looking at the orange tree's attitude, Gao Peng began to understand why those people could tame high-level monsters.
After living with their owners for a long time or interacting with them for a long time, they would naturally become closer to their owners after mutating. They would not be aggressive towards their owners, and some would even become dependent and intimate with their owners.
Monsters were all intelligent, not ferocious beasts that only knew how to destroy.
Under such circumstances, it was naturally easier for the original owner to tame these monsters.
"Since you like it … then you can keep it by your side as a follower. Anyway, the two of you won't take up much space."
Gao Peng pondered and decided to give the two orange trees a name to make it easier to address them.
"In the future, you can call yourselves Abba's orange delivery boys. You're called Nanju, and you're called Beizhi." Gao Peng named the one centimeter taller boy Nan Ju, and the one centimeter shorter boy Bei Zhi.
Thinking of Beizhi, Gao Peng thought of Kita Chong-yeon in the North Pole. Since they both had the same surname, they could be related to each other.
"Rotten Orange." "Beizhi." The two orange tree demons repeated with difficulty. Their accents were not very standard and sounded a little weird.
"Let me do it. I'll teach them how to speak." Abba volunteered.
…
When Gao Peng returned to the Southern Sky Group, the two orange tree demons could already pronounce his name simply.
Coming ashore from the river, Gao Peng quickly fed Abba a Guise Fruit. After eating the Guise Fruit, Abba returned to her "harmless" size.
The Guise Fruit Tree that was planted earlier had been successfully transplanted. Perhaps because of its strong vitality, the transplanted Guise Fruit Tree looked very lively.
Now that the Guise Fruit Tree had grown, it bloomed in a month, bore fruit in a month, and ripened in a month. It would grow a batch of Guise Fruits every three months. Currently, Abba's Guise Fruit consumption was no longer a concern.
Heading north from the river, there was a road that led to the suburbs.
A row of trucks was coming from the opposite side of the road. The tires screeched as they rubbed against the road.
The front of the truck was pitch black with cool paint patterns on both sides. It should be a branded truck that only the rich could afford.
Along the way, Gao Peng had already encountered more than a dozen convoys. When these convoys saw Stripey, they would intentionally or unintentionally slow down or speed up.
"Gao Peng." The big truck at the back of the convoy slowed down. The window was rolled down, revealing a chubby face that was a little surprised.
Gao Peng looked at him and finally recognized him.
"Chen Hanqiao." Gao Peng's tone was a little surprised. He recognized this old classmate of his. He still remembered seeing Chen Hanqiao's familiar, the Electric Luster Bear, on the bus when he went out for training for the first time.
He didn't expect Chen Hanqiao to be in society now. Looking at Chen Hanqiao's clothes and the vicissitudes of life on his face, he should have joined his father's monster hunting group directly after he went to university. He should have inherited his father's business. He heard that his father was the leader of a monster hunting group.
Chen Hanqiao's chubby face showed a harmless smile. "Old classmate, you still remember me, haha."
The convoy in front stopped. The window of the truck in front rolled down, and a man from the northwest poked his head out.
"Dad, this is my old classmate." Chen Hanqiao pointed at Gao Peng and shouted.
Chen Hanqiao's father looked at Abba, who Gao Peng was sitting on, and nodded silently. He signaled the convoy to stop and rest for a while to let his son and the others talk.
"Long time no see. You're now the world's top monster trainer. You're the best among our old classmates. It's quite impressive to say that I was your high school classmate." Chen Hanqiao smiled as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Gao Peng.
Gao Peng took the cigarette.
The orange delivery boy, Bei Zhi, who was standing behind Gao Peng, took a step forward. He slid his sleeve, and a big golden orange appeared in his palm.
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