My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 163 - 162: Little • Atmosphere Breaker • Deer

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Chapter 163: Chapter 162: Little • Atmosphere Breaker • Deer

The next morning.

Shao Zifeng, as usual, finished his training in the residential community and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the towel around his neck as he walked toward the villa.

The Combat Training Master had informed everyone in the group yesterday that there would be no real combat training today, saying he had gotten some information about other schools from a friend.

Ever since watching the recorded match from Xiangshan University, he hadn’t been really interested in it and just wanted to hurry home to take care of the little tyrants.

“Yo~”

As soon as he pushed open the wooden gate and before he could breathe in the fresh scent of the grass and trees in the courtyard, he heard the joyful cry of a deer in his ear.

The deer, which had been lounging on the viewing platform’s sofa contemplating life, bounced over to Shao Zifeng as he entered, rubbing its little head against his pant leg.

“Are you hungry?”

Shao Zifeng squatted down, embraced the deer in his arms, and stroked its head.

Sss!

The two antlers were soft and squishy, their touch so addictive it was hard to stop.

“You play here for a while; I’ll go prepare breakfast for you guys.”

Shao Zifeng got up and went into the kitchen, put on his fierce man’s apron, and thinking more about how nice the deer’s touch was, he couldn’t help but go back, pick up the baffled deer, and give it a thorough petting.

Ahh, satisfying~

Amid the deer’s resentful gaze, Shao Zifeng, feeling refreshed and cheery, hummed a tune and busied himself in the kitchen again.

The big cat lounging at the living room door watched everything with the same resentful gaze as it looked at Shao Zifeng’s retreating figure.

Feeling somewhat aggrieved.

Clearly, the cat wanted to be petted too.

“Dinner’s ready.”

Shao Zifeng placed the plates for the deer and Lingling on the little table and then delivered a bloody steak to the big cat; watching it splatter blood everywhere as it ate, Shao Zifeng nodded in satisfaction.

A 0.5-done steak is not something just anyone could pull off.

Then he nudged the big cat with his foot, “Mop up the blood later, or you won’t have anything to eat next time.”

The cat, its face buried in steak, was shocked; it lifted its bloody face, staring at Shao Zifeng in disbelief.

Then it looked down at its own fluffy paws.

I might not be human, but you’re really behaving like a dog here.

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You try mopping with your paws and see?

Ignoring the saddened cat, Shao Zifeng returned to his seat and just as he picked up his chopsticks, he noticed only the deer was drinking milk.

“Lingling, come out…”

Shao Zifeng habitually twirled the ring on his right hand, but the rough texture made him pause his motions.

He opened his palm and saw the ring on his right hand had turned dirty again.

This indicated there was no “Host Spirit” inside, and at this thought, Shao Zifeng’s heart suddenly skipped a few beats.

But recalling that Lingling could reside in the deer’s body, he suppressed his anxiety and asked the deer drinking milk, “Did you see where Lingling went?”

“Yo~”

The deer looked up, its mouth smeared with milk, cocked its head as it looked at the ring in Shao Zifeng’s hand, then shook then nodded its head.

Before Shao Zifeng could ask further, the deer seemed to emit twinkling starlight from its body, and with the jade-like eyes shining, it looked around for a moment, nodded at Shao Zifeng, and then ran toward the courtyard gate.

Once outside, the deer sniffed around and then gazed through the bamboo on one side of the gate where its glossy eyes seemed to penetrate the bamboo forest to its depths.

“Is it in the bamboo forest?” Shao Zifeng asked anxiously.

“Yo!”

The deer rubbed its head against Shao Zifeng, signaling him not to worry, and led the way into the bamboo forest.

Chen Yixin’s villa was surrounded by bamboo on all sides with only a narrow path left at the front gate for passage.

To prevent unauthorized people from disturbing the residents, the outermost bamboo planted was relatively short Yu Mountain bamboo, and one had to pass through the dense thicket of Yu Mountain bamboo to enter.

Shao Zifeng followed the deer, pushing the disordered Yu Mountain bamboo aside with his hand, squeezing sideways deeper inside while the agile deer darted through, stopping occasionally to wait for him.

After battling through the bamboo grove for quite a while, Shao Zifeng finally made it past the peripheral thicket of Yu Mountain bamboo.

Looking at the towering bamboo ahead, he felt a sense of sudden clarity; this area was different from the outer edge, planted with tall and straight Moso bamboo.

There was enough space between each bamboo to walk comfortably among them.

Walking on the soft bamboo leaves, with unknown birds chirping in the distance, the pure white deer walking through the dim bamboo forest shimmered with tiny starlights, creating a dreamlike beauty.

“Yo~”

The deer leading the way suddenly stopped, turned back, and softly cried out to Shao Zifeng, who quickly walked over to the deer and looked ahead.

Just ahead in the bamboo forest appeared a sudden clearing where the bamboo seemed to have been erased out of thin air, and the ground covered with bamboo leaves was topped with a layer of white dust.

Looking at the dust on the ground, Shao Zifeng had a rough idea of what Lingling had done.

In the middle of the clearing was a small bed made of thorny vines, surrounded by lush flowers and plants, where Lingling lay asleep amidst them.

Shao Zifeng treaded lightly and knelt beside the small bed, watching the sleeping Lingling as he reached out to gently stroke its little head and softly called, “Lingling.”

Hearing Shao Zifeng’s call, Lingling opened its sleepy eyes and sat up on the bed, its little hands rubbing its bleary eyes.

(っ̯-。)

“Hee~”

Seeing the smiling Shao Zifeng, Lingling’s eyes brightened, and it happily embraced his large hand.

Then, as if it remembered something, its mood suddenly became sad, it let go of its hand, turned around to face away from Shao Zifeng, and its tiny body trembled continuously.

“What’s wrong, Lingling?”

Seeing Lingling like this, Shao Zifeng felt incredibly heartbroken and picked it up in his arms, gently asking.

Then…

“Wah!”

Lingling, clutching his shirt in front, suddenly burst into tears, green droplets fell on his body and slid off his waterproof down jacket, and the flowers and herbs under his feet visibly grew, surrounding him.

Seeing Lingling cry so heartbrokenly, Shao Zifeng felt helpless and could only hold it tightly in his arms, it was the first time he had ever seen Lingling cry so miserably.

Even when it had just been born and found it couldn’t touch coins, it hadn’t been this upset.

Shao Zifeng comforted Lingling awkwardly, but saw no improvement, so out of helplessness, he closed his eyes and activated his empathetic abilities.

“Wah…”

“Lingling… so silly… sob sob sob.”

“Why can’t I… learn… sob sob.”

“It’s too hard… wah…”

Waves of emotional fluctuations came through, filled with Lingling’s inner thoughts, continuously touching the softest parts of his heart.

Affected by these emotional waves, Shao Zifeng’s eyes started tearing up.

He opened his eyes and looked tenderly at the ceaselessly crying Lingling, feeling very self-reproachful.

This all started yesterday when Shao Zifeng returned home and randomly remembered the abilities he had been helping Lingling develop.

He thought that after Lingling evolved, it should be able to absorb and decompose faster, but despite numerous attempts, the result was still the same as before.

As it was his first time trying to develop a pet’s abilities, Shao Zifeng felt disheartened and even fell into negative self-doubts, questioning if he was really suited to be a Combat Training Master as his emotions became very unstable.

Perhaps…

The sensitive Lingling misinterpreted it as his disappointment in it, and that’s why it ran out in the middle of the night to train its abilities by itself.

After a night of fruitless effort, Lingling, overwhelmed by accumulated emotions, burst into tears when it saw Shao Zifeng.

“In your life, you may have several pets, but in each pet’s life, there is only you.”

These words suddenly came to his mind, and he suddenly understood their meaning.

Shao Zifeng gently lifted Lingling to his eye level, his gaze filled with apology, “Lingling, I’m sorry.”

“Ying~”

Hearing Shao Zifeng’s words, Lingling slowly stopped crying, its large eyes misty with tears, and its small nose sniffled continuously.

“This is also my first time being a Combat Training Master, mistakes are inevitable. Sometimes I feel lost, anxious, helpless, and I neglect your feelings,” he said, as he pressed his forehead against Lingling’s little head. “I’ll try to change in the future, so please work together with me, will you?”

“Hehe~”

Lingling stared blankly at Shao Zifeng, reaching out its small hand to stroke his cheek. While it found this conversation a bit hard to understand, the emotions contained within comforted it.

The deer also seemed moved by Shao Zifeng’s words, and unknowingly walked over to him, resting its little head against his leg.

Feeling their attachment, Shao Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and a warm current surged through his heart; although these were someone else’s words, they indeed contained his feelings.

He squatted down and embraced the little deer in his arms, about to utter that summarizing phrase: “Please guide me through the rest of my life…”

Squeak.

A subtle munching sound interrupted him, and Shao Zifeng, puzzled, looked down at the deer, only to see that a cluster of flowers and grass had sprouted on his jeans at some point.

The deer, with a serious and nonchalant face, was covertly nibbling on the flowers and grass on his legs.

Caught by Shao Zifeng in its little act, the deer slowly ceased chewing and pitifully looked up at Shao Zifeng, silently protesting that it was all the grass’s fault for tempting it.

Shao Zifeng’s mouth twitched.

Fine.

There went the mood.