Master of Monster Synthesis-Chapter 67 The Great God of Technology

"Let me remind you, stop dreaming about things that aren’t realistic. She’s from the Federation Main City—it’s impossible she’d fancy someone from a small place like ours. Better give up now."

Yu Shusheng ranted on, "I understand, at your age, you’re in that phase of youthful infatuation. You see a pretty girl and can’t help but imagine things.

Especially someone like Leng Wanbai—graceful in demeanor, beautiful in appearance. To you pure-hearted young boys, she’s practically a goddess.

But as someone who’s been through this, I must advise you: A person should know their limits.

Back in the day, even I, your principal, once harbored fantasies for a lofty goddess like her. And what happened? I ended up a lonely..."

Seeing Yu Shusheng completely unstoppable, Qin Shou’s forehead was covered in lines of frustration as he silently exited the office.

What a lunatic!

I just wanted to ask about someone, and this old man’s brain constantly churns out nonsense!

Qin Shou quietly shut the office door, already deciding not to reveal anything about the Spine-eating Gu.

That Frozen Bone Eater, Leng Wanbai, turns out to hail from the Federation Main City and is also Lord Yan Long’s sister.

If Qin Shou jumped to declare that Leng Wanbai was parasitized by the Spine-eating Gu, the overprotective Lord Yan Long would be the first to take his life!

What? How could Lord Yan Long possibly be overprotective?

Bah! He takes his sister everywhere—if that’s not being overprotective, then what is?

Besides, a Perfect Spine-eating Gu leaves behind no flaws.

Even a random accusation slapped onto him would spell eternal doom for Qin Shou.

Forget it, forget it. Better focus on becoming Earth’s strongest man first and then think about saving the world!

This must be relayed to Long Xia and the others quickly, or they might spill something.

Just as he prepared to open the communicator, Qin Shou’s thoughts were interrupted.

"Di di..."

Before he could take action, Fang Bao’s video call came through first.

"Qin Shou, find somewhere private. I need to talk to you about something important." Fang Bao’s face was somewhat grim.

Qin Shou raised an eyebrow and quickly headed to the school’s rooftop.

"Okay, no one’s around. Speak!"

Fang Bao solemnly asked, "Do you know Leng Wanbai’s identity?"

Qin Shou nodded, "I just found out."

"You haven’t said anything, right?" Fang Bao looked tense.

"Relax, I’m not stupid." Qin Shou rolled his eyes.

Fang Bao let out a sigh of relief.

"Good, good. But you need to keep an eye on Long Xia’s big mouth. I’m not too worried about Lin Xiaomei.

Oh, and your two Beast Cultivation classmates who haven’t come back yet, especially those three Monster Hunters—they’ve all seen Leng Wanbai. I’m afraid by then..."

"Stop, stop!"

Qin Shou interrupted, saying, "Relax, those three Monster Hunters are obviously seasoned old-timers. There’s no way they wouldn’t think of this.

Plus, with Leng Wanbai’s identity, she’s totally immune to this kind of baseless speculation.

As long as we don’t jump out and dig our own graves, Leng Wanbai won’t even acknowledge us."

Seeing Qin Shou’s calm demeanor, Fang Bao’s mood eased slightly.

Thinking it over, he said, "You’re right. At the time, Leng Wanbai indeed didn’t care about those three Monster Hunters, which shows she doesn’t care about insignificant people."

"Alright, since there’s no problem, I’ll hang up now..."

"Wait!" Qin Shou called out.

"What else?"

"I want to ask you for a favor!"

"No way, I’m busy these days. Another time..."

Fang Bao rejected outright without hesitation.

What a joke! Fool me once, shame on you. How many times have I been fooled recently?

Do you really think the mighty Mr. Fang is an idiot?

Seeing Fang Bao’s wary expression, Qin Shou smiled mysteriously.

Does rejection work?

"Mr. Fang, I just thought of a business idea: turning the moment you were wrapped up like cotton candy in spider silk into an emoji pack.

With your fame in West City, I bet it would sell for a good price."

Fang Bao’s fingers trembled as he pointed at Qin Shou, his eyes brimming with shame and anger.

"You... Qin Shou... you really are... despicable and shameless!!!"

Tears welled up in Fang Bao’s eyes. Could it be that the majestic image of the glorious Fang Bao would be ruined like this?

Emojis... that would make me the laughingstock of classmates and teachers!

No!

I won’t agree!

Qin Shou waved dismissively with a laugh, "Calm down, calm down. I’m not intentionally trying to put you on the spot. Just hoping you’ll arrange a self-interview and share your observations during the Beast Tide phase.

I’ve formed a rescue team, but it doesn’t have much recognition. You get the idea, don’t you?"

Fang Bao roared, "You moron! You won’t even shell out a bit of money for ads—you’re doing this on purpose!"

Qin Shou nodded and smiled, "Don’t misunderstand—I really am not doing this on purpose."

"Damn it! You nodded and still claim it wasn’t on purpose?"

"Oops, sorry you noticed that. So awkward, huh?"

Fang Bao: "..."

I hereby pray to the great God of Technology: please activate the wondrous space-time black hole and send this guy to the farthest corner of the universe, never to return!

...

After school, Qin Shou just happened to see Qin Guofang sitting on the couch, watching the daily West City news broadcast.

"Hello, viewers, I am today’s host, Wang Dachui..."

"According to the latest news, early this morning, with reliable information from ordinary citizens, Lord Yan Long successfully found the Super Soaring Dragon’s nest..."

"At noon today, Lord Yan Long, leading the West City Guard, broke through the Soaring Dragon’s defenses and prepared to battle the Nightmare-Level Super Soaring Dragon..."

"In the footage, we can see Lord Yan Long effortlessly defeating the Super Soaring Dragon, slaying it in the marshland..."

"With the Super Soaring Dragon eliminated, the West City Guard’s cleanup operations uncovered five ordinary citizens trapped in the Underground World.

The camera pans as the field host moves the microphone towards a dirt-covered young man’s face.

"Excuse me, are you a Monster Hunter?"

The youth, teary-eyed, whimpered, "I... I wanna go home..."

Host: "Uh... this citizen seems to be too emotional. Let’s interview someone else."

Another teenager, similarly covered in dirt and with bloodshot, vacant eyes, snarled at the camera.

"Qin Shou, I hate you!!"

The host’s face turned awkward as he quickly pulled back the mic, turning to the camera, "Sorry, it seems these two may have suffered mental strain from prolonged tension.

Now let’s move on to interview the Guard Captain..."

...

As the news concluded, Qin Guofang turned to look at Qin Shou, who was eagerly watching TV by his side, and asked curiously, "Kid, I think I heard someone shouting your name."

Qin Shou hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, Dad, you misheard. They were shouting ’avian beast,’ abbreviated as... ’qin... shou.’" [*The name and pronunciation match.]

Qin Guofang suddenly understood, "Oh, I see. That must be the newest online catchphrase, right?"

"Mm-hmm, exactly."

"Sigh, so pitiful. They’re so messed up yet still reciting trendy phrases—they must’ve been internet-addicted teens before."

"Indeed, Dad. I’ll head back to my room now."

"It’s still early. What’re you going back for?"

"To go online."

Qin Guofang: "..."