Master of Monster Synthesis-Chapter 85: The Maiden Zhi Yin

"Beep beep..."

Qin Shou connected the video call.

"Qin Shou, how are things over there?" Lin Xiaomei asked with a worried expression.

"It’s fine, all done. Notify Long Xia and have him investigate who else might be involved in this."

Qin Shou narrowed his eyes, cold glints occasionally flashing.

If Wang Zha and his brothers know about this... don’t blame me for bullying kids.

Lin Xiaomei nodded, but when she saw the screen shaking, her expression became odd.

"Qin Shou, what’s your other hand doing? Why is it shaking?"

Qin Shou’s face froze; after using his ultimate move, could his hand not shake?

"N-Nothing..."

"Really? I’ve heard that guys have another use for their hands, could it be...?"

As she spoke, Lin Xiaomei looked shocked, covering her mouth with both hands, staring at Qin Shou in disbelief.

Qin Shou hung up the call with a dark expression.

Dammit, what nonsense are you imagining? Left hand and right hand, can they even be the same?

Afterwards, Qin Shou cleaned up the battlefield, ensuring no traces were left behind before leaving the area in relief.

Next, he intended to take a break and prepare for the Three Schools Trial.

Anyway, he’d made a little profit these past few days; it was time to focus on serious matters.

The Dragon Beast Gene—he must obtain it!

...

In less than half a day, Qin Shou returned to West City and stopped by the school’s Beast Breeding Laboratory.

"Lalalala, Master, Zhi Yin missed you so much!"

Upon seeing Qin Shou, Zhi Yin—already resembling a half-grown girl—leapt out of the growth liquid, splashing droplets everywhere, and threw herself into Qin Shou’s arms.

"Cough cough... What’s going on? Zhi Yin, why’ve you gained so much weight?"

Hugging the teenage Zhi Yin, Qin Shou’s face turned red.

This was probably over five hundred pounds, right?

If he hadn’t advanced to Newborn Eighth Star, he wouldn’t have been able to handle Zhi Yin’s exponentially increased weight.

After all, Zhi Yin was technically a monster, with muscle tissue far denser than humans.

Despite appearing slight and frail, Zhi Yin could punch a bull to death!

Sorry, bulls—once again, you’re taking one for the team...

Moreover, after absorbing so much growth liquid over recent days, Zhi Yin’s strength had multiplied several times, reaching Danger Level 8.

This was nearly the limit of what the growth liquid could do.

Hearing Qin Shou call her heavy, Zhi Yin pouted and huffed, "Master, I’m ignoring you."

With a swish of her fish tail, she slipped free from Qin Shou and dove back into the growth liquid.

Qin Shou couldn’t help but laugh. This girl—her body grows, but her brain doesn’t. Still the same childish mind.

As Zhi Yin moved away, Big Big Wolf saw his chance and lunged at Qin Shou with outstretched arms.

"Dearest Master, Little Gray misses you so much... ah!!"

Qin Shou grabbed Big Big Wolf by the scruff of his neck, then—expressionless—tossed him into the System Space.

A man and a man shouldn’t touch like this. Besides, our styles don’t match...

"Hehehe... Poor Little Gray..." Zhi Yin covered her mouth and laughed playfully.

Qin Shou rolled his eyes. You say he’s pitiful, yet you’re laughing?

I really wonder who you take after.

"Zhi Yin, come out. We’re heading home."

...

By the time they arrived home, it was already evening. Qin Guofang, as always, was glued to the TV.

"Dad, stop sitting in front of the TV all the time. You should exercise more. How long has it been since your Star Power increased?" Qin Shou said helplessly.

Unbothered, Qin Guofang replied, "At my age, my physical potential has long been exhausted. No need for cultivation."

Qin Shou shook his head.

"An old general may be worn out, but can he still eat? Dad, you’re only in your forties—how can you be so passive?"

Confused, Qin Guofang asked, "Xiao Shou, who’s this general? And what does being passive have to do with eating? My appetite’s always been great."

Qin Shou’s mouth twitched; he nearly forgot that the textbooks of this era had long removed such historical references.

He walked over to the couch and handed Qin Guofang an Earth Core Energy Crystal.

"Here, Dad, take this."

"What’s this? It’s quite pretty."

Qin Guofang examined the Earth Core Energy Crystal curiously.

"This is a treasure. Just one of these is worth tens of millions of Federation Coins and can help you cultivate Star Power," Qin Shou explained.

"What? Tens of millions..."

Qin Guofang’s hands trembled in shock.

"Look at you, acting like you’ve never seen money. This thing—one for you, one for Mom—use it well and focus on cultivation. Try to stay alive for a few more..."

Before Qin Shou finished, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ear.

"Ow ow ow... It hurts! It hurts!"

Hua Ping, holding a dish in one hand, tugged at Qin Shou’s ear with her other, her face dark.

"You little brat, are you cursing us now?"

"Ow, ow, Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong. My recent power growth made me arrogant—sorry, sorry!" Qin Shou begged for mercy.

Please, I’m a transmigrator. Could you spare me some dignity?

Qin Shou wanted to cry but shed no tears. He swore he’d never blurt things out again.

Hua Ping snorted coldly, "As long as you know you’re wrong. If you say such nonsense again, see how I deal with you!"

"Okay."

Qin Shou clutched his ear, looking aggrieved.

He wanted to say something sentimental, but this wasn’t the script he envisioned!

"Go get the dishes—I made your favorite braised lion’s head today."

"Sure, sure."

By the way, the so-called braised lion’s head really *is* lion’s head...

...

After dinner, Qin Shou reminded his parents to safely store the Earth Core Energy Crystals and not to be frugal about using them.

In a few days, he’d go downtown to buy a more spacious house.

Security there was good, preventing monsters from accidentally entering the city and the Guard Team arriving late.

Basically, if there’s enough money, everything can be settled.

Besides, in the future, he’d spend less and less time at home and would need someone reliable to take care of his parents.

Thinking about this, Qin Shou remembered Long Xia.

Long Xia’s aptitude was average, and he lacked significant ambition, but his character was solid and he wasn’t stupid.

With the resources at his disposal, cultivating a competent bodyguard shouldn’t be an issue.

After some thought, Qin Shou summoned the System interface and placed Rein Jia’er into the synthesis frame.

[Rein Jia’er] + [Liquid Rubber]

Qin Shou planned to use Liquid Rubber to address Rein Jia’er’s genetic flaws.

When injured, Rein Jia’er’s wounds would heal automatically, sparing him constant pain.

"Ding! Model established..."

"Ding! Synthesis successful..."

"Ding! The resemblance of this organism to Rein Jia’er is fifty percent, with similarity continuing to decrease. No reward."

Qin Shou: "..."

Damn it, the resemblance dropped again.

"Wahaha... Master, I feel so soft and squishy now—touch me, it feels amazing!"

"Amazing, your ass! Touch yourself, you pervert!"

"No, seriously, Master—I’m really soft and squishy; come try it..."

"Pfft! What’s there to try? Go die somewhere else."

Qin Shou cursed aloud.

At that moment, Hua Ping’s scolding came from next door.

"Xiao Shou, if I catch you visiting those sleazy websites again, I’ll cut off your... internet cable!"

Qin Shou broke into a sweat. Thank goodness, she’s only cutting the cable.

Wait—Mom, I haven’t been visiting those websites, don’t misunderstand me! I grew tired of that stuff in my last life...

Forget it, better not explain.