Chapter 324 - 162: "Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken.

Chapter 324: Chapter 162: "Why Use a Butcher’s Knife to Kill a Chicken.

It was like an endless train of fireflies in the darkness.

That was the direction of the Thunderstorm Sea Realm.

Lame Monkey’s expression changed slightly.

He quickly pulled out a Sound Transmission Talisman, reported the matter in painstaking detail, and after a moment’s hesitation, added one more thing.

"Young Master."

"The Thunderstorm Sea Realm has started to emit an eerie green light. I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t seem like the Seal has been broken; I haven’t heard any major disturbances."

"The Thunderstorm Sea Realm started giving off this light right when the rainy season hit Jiangbei."

"I suspect the two might be related."

It was just his speculation.

After doing all this, he waited patiently. A long while later, he confirmed that there was no further activity from the Thunderstorm Sea Realm, which meant the Seal probably hadn’t been broken.

It was something else.

He decided, however, that he would take a boat out at dawn to get a closer look—from a safe distance.

He wanted to see if the Ghost Objects were still there.

The night had deepened.

On the New Continent, the auxiliary members of the Mortal Realm had already gone to bed. Only a portion of the Mortal Realm Members were still up, loading Ghost Stones onto the High-speed Rail. The train was then activated and sent along the Undersea Tunnel, heading for the Mortal Realm.

Hey Hey stayed at New Continent Base One today and didn’t return to the Mortal Realm.

Lame Monkey had set aside a special area for the monkeys to rest and eat.

That was right.

While the monkeys didn’t need to sleep, replenishing their energy through food, they still needed a place to eat. More importantly, even if they didn’t require rest, there was nothing for them to do once night fell, so rest they did.

The Mortal Realm was quite humane in this regard.

Who knows what people do when they’re bored.

But when animals have nothing to do...

They’re sure to get restless.

In this area, which was dotted with trees and large boulders, many of the monkeys were cuddling affectionately with each other after nightfall.

Hey Hey just lay on the ground, watching silently.

"Time for bed."

Lame Monkey came down from the City Wall and saw Hey Hey lying there. He followed its gaze and couldn’t help but chuckle. "What’s the matter? Feeling a little frisky yourself?"

"You know, I don’t even know how old you are. I’ll ask Zhou Mo when I get back."

"See if you’ve come of age."

"If you have, I’ll find a way to get you a female Heaven-Swallowing Crocodile."

Hey Hey, who was lying on the ground, glanced up at Lame Monkey before lying back down. It turned its gaze back to the monkeys, a strange emotion flickering in its lantern-sized eyes.

Lame Monkey paused, taken aback. He’d never seen such an expression on Hey Hey before. He peered at the group of monkeys and finally realized Hey Hey’s gaze was fixed on three of them in particular.

A male, a female, and a little baby monkey, born not long ago.

The two adult monkeys were tearing a stewed chicken leg—a treat from Hey Hey—into strips and feeding it to their baby.

The baby monkey was overjoyed as it ate.

It grinned from ear to ear with every bite.

A monkey’s laugh is a strange sound, much like a cry.

The two adult monkeys watched from the side, their own happiness clearly visible.

And Hey Hey just lay there, watching the whole scene unfold.

It watched for a long, long time.

"..."

Lame Monkey froze, a sudden pang of guilt hitting him. ’Was my mind in the gutter just now?’ he thought.

’It’s all Wang Mazi’s fault.’

’I’ve been hanging around Wang Mazi too much these last few days. He’s a bad influence.’

He hesitated for a long moment before trying to offer some comfort.

"Um..."

"Hey Hey..."

"You know, you don’t have to miss your parents so much. I’ve been an orphan since I was a kid. My parents are probably long dead. Maybe your parents are too—"

SLAP.

With a deadpan expression, Lame Monkey slapped himself across the mouth. He was rambling. After gathering his thoughts, he chose his next words more carefully.

"At least your parents love you. They left you a Snow Lotus before they went away."

"Look at the Young Master."

"His father, for instance. When the Young Master first went to Jiangbei City during the rainy season, his father left a Grand Array for him."

"Besides, your parents are with *that* person. There’s no way they could die."

"Maybe you’ll even be able to see them again in a few years."

Hey Hey had the disposition of a child, after all. It had been sad a moment ago, but after hearing all this, it cocked its head to the side, seemingly pondering it all seriously for a moment.

Then, it happily crawled back to its den.

Hey Hey had built itself a den in the area designated for the monkeys.

It would sleep there whenever it was around.

Of course.

Lame Monkey suspected it wasn’t just a den. Every morning, he saw the monkeys lining up to pay their respects. Hey Hey was probably treating the place like an office for the Mortal Beast Pavilion.

Hey Hey never forgot that it was the Mortal Beast Pavilion Master.

Commander of all Exotic Beasts in the Mortal Realm.

Every time it returned to the Mortal Realm, its first order of business was to find Chen Fan for a good nuzzle, and the second was to go to Zhao Shengping and demand some stew. In the past, it had been timid, only able to open its great maw and wait to be fed.

Now, it was much more confident.

It would march right up, spit out its Identity Token as the Mortal Beast Pavilion Master, and point to the Token with the tip of its claw, swaggering about as if it were a ticket to an all-you-can-eat buffet.

Nowadays, this Beast Pavilion Master Identity Token was Hey Hey’s most prized possession.

Its once-cherished food bowl had been demoted to second place.

"..."

Lame Monkey watched Hey Hey’s retreating form, smacked his lips a couple of times, and headed for his own room. All of today’s work was accounted for; it was time for him to get some sleep too.

It wasn’t raining on the New Continent.

He used a Sound Transmission Talisman to contact Wang Mazi.

It wasn’t raining where Wang Mazi was, either.

This meant the New Continent didn’t have a rainy season.