Change jobs, pet beast!

Lin Ju's face stiffened, a surge of anger rising within her.

But looking at the ostrich's thick, heavy feet, which seemed capable of crushing a wild deer with a single kick, he didn't dare utter a single harsh word.

"Why are the chieftain's men here at the Golden Toad Hot Spring?"

Watching helplessly as the two burly men charged toward the golden toad, their fierce expressions suddenly vanishing, Lin Ju's face grew even uglier.

……

"Ta-da! Two distinguished guests!"

Cheng Zhengqi's gloomy expression vanished instantly, replaced by a bright smile:

"Uncle Abao! Uncle Along! Welcome!"

"Nee-choo, nee-choo!" the little penguin saluted.

"Hehehe~" The water lizard stuck out its tongue.

"Hmm." The burly man named Abao jumped off the killer ostrich, his thick eyebrows and large eyes sweeping over the villagers watching the commotion, and suddenly shouted:

"Everyone, there's no need to worry about the Second Chief. The First Chief has said he will do everything in his power to ensure the fairness and impartiality of this contest. If anyone is threatened or retaliated against by the Second Chief afterward, the First Chief will personally help you get justice!"

The words were spoken.

Abao strode forward and led the way into the Golden Toad Hot Spring.

Ah Long followed closely behind.

The referee, who was monitoring from the rooftop in the distance, immediately wrote "two at noon" on the roll of paper.

The onlookers erupted in uproar.

Cheng Zhengqi clenched his fist and said excitedly:

"Great! The deadlock has been broken by the chieftain's side. No matter how dissatisfied Wu Laodao is, he can only swallow his anger!"

"Hey kid, it's time to go!"

"Hehehe..."

The water lizard twists and crawls up its pupa.

"Nini chirp chirp!"

The little penguin bowed to the dog and waddled after him.

Troll: (-᷅_-᷄)

Hold back!

A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan!

Extra food today was definitely worth it!

Inside a public bathhouse.

Both Abao and Along removed their armor, revealing their strong, muscular physiques.

The killer ostrich stomped its feet nervously, not quite used to the steamy environment.

The clawed monkey, held in someone's arms, kept its bright little eyes scanning its surroundings, paying particular attention to the little penguin, showing great curiosity.

"Do you need the standard procedure or a special service?"

Jiang Mo, now dressed in a white bathrobe, greeted everyone with a smile, her gaze subtly glancing at Ah Long's head.

There is an exclamation mark.

The size is too small.

80% difficulty level 1, 20% difficulty level 2.

"So you're the one who killed Old Zhao?"

Ah Long's eyes were like torches, fixed on Jiang Mo, like a hawk locking onto its prey with nowhere to escape.

Jiang Mo shrugged: "He deserved it."

"Haha, great! Just my style!"

Ah Long suddenly grinned and laughed, "That son of a bitch, I've been wanting to get back at him for a long time, but I've never been able to beat him and haven't been able to witness this battle. What a pity."

"Abao, don't try to take it from me. I want to experience this kid's skills. Go find Xiaocheng."

The owner of the killer ostrich snorted coldly:

"If I thought Xiaocheng's skills were good, would I have needed to go to Qiulong before? That slut knew I had a tigress at home, yet she kept flirting with me. I really want to slap her to wake her up."

"what?"

Cheng Zhengqi, who was all smiles and ready to get to work, suddenly froze on the spot, caught in a dilemma.

"Uncle Ah Long, actually my cooking skills are pretty good, at least I can handle serving the paw monkeys, or else..."

"No way! I specifically asked for him! Why are you whining like a girl? I'll give you a bad review!"

Ah Long was furious and glared fiercely at Cheng Zhengqi.

Abao's impression of Cheng Zhengqi was neither good nor bad, and he said indifferently, "I can wait in line, you go do your thing."

"I...I'm a technician too."

Cheng Zhengqi sighed, gave Jiang Mo a resentful look, and left with a lonely silhouette.

"Try a mud bath, it's something new, give it a try."

Abao pointed to the set menu on the wall and made the decision in one sentence.

"Then I'll take one."

Ah Long had previously explored hot pot baths and flower petal baths... but he was most interested in mud baths.

"Niwan, come help!" Jiang Mo called out.

"Nee-choo-choo~" (꜆꜄꜆˙꒳˙)꜆꜄꜆

Niwan wobbled and ran towards the backyard.

A few minutes later, he excitedly pushed two buckets of soil back to the bathhouse.

Upon closer inspection, the soil in Abao was soft and moist, with a faint green sheen on the surface, completely unlike the dry and rough texture of ordinary dust.

"Spiritual field soil? How could you even think of that!" Ah Long laughed and scolded.

Both of them were seasoned hunters in Kujing Village, and they considered themselves to be very knowledgeable.

But this kind of unique bathing method is the first time I've seen it; it's quite innovative.

Jiang Mo smiled faintly: "Earth is the flesh and blood of mountains and rivers, encompassing all things. Moistening the soil produces mud, which can nourish the body, stabilize the foundation of qi and blood, and has endless wonderful uses."

"Of course, I am not the first to do this. There are all sorts of strange bathing methods in the bathhouses outside. It just so happens that Niwan is very knowledgeable about mud, so I decided to give it a try."

The little penguin understood half of what was being said, and it shook its head excitedly.

These past few days, swans have taken over the toad's nest, seized half an acre of open space in Cheng Zhengqi's backyard, transformed it into a spiritual field, and planted spiritual seeds there.

Its territory has expanded!

In the morning, I inspect my family's sacred fields.

I arrive at my workstation at noon, and use my free time to read, practice calligraphy, and do farm work. My life is quite fulfilling!

"Niwan, I'm leaving you with it."

"Mud!" -̗̀ෆ(˶』ᵕ』˶)-̗̀ෆ

The little penguin scooped up some mud and smeared it on the pawed monkey's face.

Having grown accustomed to large creatures, it was unusually cautious and gentle when it encountered something smaller than itself.

But the clawed monkey had never seen anything like this before!

It usually hides in its owner's arms, but when it fights, it becomes an agile attack pet, specializing in sneak attacks from behind.

He just stood there, not flinching or flinching, letting the mud cover his entire body...

The clawed monkey suddenly shivered.

But it soon discovered that this mud was different from ordinary soil; it didn't feel sticky or heavy.

There was no feeling of heaviness.

There was no pungent odor.

Instead, it is dense and soft, like a creamy ointment, gently wrapping around the limbs, chest and abdomen.

The subtle earthy scent seeped slowly into my pores, then transformed into a gentle warmth, relieving the soreness and stiffness in my muscles and bones caused by the frequent battles of the past few days.

"Squeak~"

The pawed monkey succumbed, letting out a short whimper, and its small eyes slowly closed.

"Hee-choo~"

Mudball proudly flapped its short wings on both sides, its little chest puffing out quietly, looking as if it had accomplished a great mission.

"Six, Little Paw is quite the tsundere, how did she get won over so quickly?"

In the hot water pool, Abao and Along rubbed each other's backs, marveling at each other's work.

"Go help the ostrich that kills people and get it covered up too," Jiang Mo whispered.

"Hey!" The little guy received the command and its big eyes looked at the silver bird.

It's the same color as the Giant-winged Skuas!

Equally upright, cold, hard and proud!

However, it doesn't seem to be able to fly; it's better at running.

Those feet are huge! They must be over size 100.

And... his neck is so long, it could be used as a slide!

Mudball tiptoed and struggled to lift its body, its little wings cupping the soft, wet mud as it smeared it little by little onto the long, slender legs of the killer ostrich.

Because it was too short to reach higher places, it chirped and whined for a long time, as if communicating with the ostrich. Then, seeing that the ostrich did not object, it let out a joyful cry and began to pick up mud and throw it.

shhhhhh!

The mud pellets were thrown with great accuracy!

After all, he's practiced mud-spot shooting since he was a child. How could he possibly miss at such close range?

In my childhood.

The killer ostrich, covered in spiritual mud that gleamed with a soft green light, also curled up in a dry corner, eyes closed, resting quietly and enjoying a moment of tranquility.