The protagonist in this game is a bit crazy.

Chapter 139 Ice Cream: A Dog of a Man Whose Mind Is Full of Scrap.

"Granted!"

As the ice cream vendor made his boastful remarks, the man and the monkey exchanged a furtive glance.

One glance!

The monkey quickly averted its gaze, then adopted a composed expression and said:

"All done, that's a wrap!"

"You two can handle the rest yourselves; I, Old Sun, won't get involved."

The monkey hummed a cheerful tune, but Ice Cream suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Even if a scoundrel wouldn't harm you, it doesn't mean he wouldn't do other things.

For example, when the two first got together, a shameless bastard insisted that Ice Cream change into a police uniform.

For example, there was a time when a certain rude and disrespectful man insisted that Ice Cream call him "Dad."

For example, cough cough.

In short, that scoundrel has done far too many bad things.

Especially when it comes to ice cream in private, that dog of a man is a complete dog.

Ice Cream looked up, glanced at me, and shook its head, acting like a monkey who didn't care about anything.

After glancing at the dog-like man with a playful expression, Ice Cream felt like she had been tricked again.

But the problem was right in front of them, and for a moment, Ice Cream couldn't pinpoint where she had been ripped off.

"The Great Sage."

"Dog man"

"You two."

After much deliberation, Ice Cream ultimately decided to trust her instincts.

A wise ice cream vendor can always find hidden problems in the side details.

Faced with the ice cream's persistent questioning, the monkey, no longer displaying his previous expression, said:

"My mission is complete. Ask your husband about the rest."

At this moment, the monkey had no worries at all, and even its tone was full of relaxation and joy.

Seeing the monkey's completely different tone, Ice Cream frowned and said:

"Great Sage, can you be a little more reliable?"

"How am I, Old Sun, reliable?"

The monkey rolled its eyes upon hearing this, and then spoke again:

"The key thing is that I, Old Sun, really don't know anything about the rest."

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method is a celestial technique that this brat researched."

"Only this brat himself knows the necessary conditions."

"Even the matter of needing to inscribe the characters was something I, Old Sun, only just learned about after discussions."

Although he had completed his mission and withdrawn, the monkey did not truly abandon the situation.

When pressed by the ice cream vendor, Monkey did offer a rough explanation.

It's not that the monkey didn't want to explain in detail, it's just that the monkey really didn't know.

The monkey only just learned all of this.

One after the other, they look almost the same as ice cream.

"Come on, please begin your performance."

Listening to the monkey's words, Ice Cream knew that the information the monkey could obtain was limited.

She quickly turned her gaze to her own dog-man who was watching the show.

Meeting that scrutinizing and suspicious gaze, Su Chen adopted an inscrutable demeanor and spoke:

"Although immortal techniques are powerful, they still require a foundation of Dao to support their consumption."

"You haven't reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet, so you can only resort to tricks to avoid the key points."

"Such a secret technique that can defy fate requires extremely stringent conditions."

Hearing this answer, which was almost identical to that of a monkey, Ice Cream immediately put on a stern face and said:

Get to the point!

"And also, speak human language!"

"Stop with all this nonsense. Do you think ice cream can't understand?"

Although Su Chen spoke in a very high-sounding way, he didn't actually say a single thing that made sense.

If placed within a specific industry, it would be nothing more than standard, repetitive talk.

Ever since she started dating that jerk, the ice cream has lost its former pristine whiteness.

Strawberry-flavored ice cream is something we're already very familiar with.

Faced with the threat from the ice cream, Su Chen cleared his throat and said:

"It's probably just a minor surgery, and they'll inscribe some magical runes on it."

"Tattoo?"

"It's a pattern of immortal magic!"

"Tch~~"

The ice cream rolled its eyes dismissively and muttered irritably:

"A tattoo is a tattoo, but you make it sound so high-class."

"How long does this minimally invasive surgery you mentioned typically take?"

Listening to the ice cream's complaints and questions, Su Chen estimated the time in his mind and said:

"About half a day? The exact time depends on the specific circumstances."

The time was too short to achieve the desired results.

If left for too long, it really will cause your skin to scald.

Half a day is just the right amount of time, neither too long nor too short.

It's enjoyable for both parties and also a good workout.

of course!

All of the above are just estimates; the exact timing will depend on the actual battle situation.

"Half a day?"

Ice Cream glanced back at the training ground where sounds were occasionally coming from, then looked up at the sun in the sky.

After briefly calculating the time in my mind, I started checking my training plan again.

Seeing the ice cream that kept nodding and shaking its head, Su Chen decisively got up, stepped forward, and hoisted the ice cream onto his shoulder.

The sudden change in perspective made Ice Cream tense up, and she quickly assessed her angle and position.

Ice Cream, excited yet clenching her back teeth, practically squeezed the words out from between them, asking:

"You scoundrel, what are you trying to do now?"

"Nonsense! Just remove 'ma'."

Hearing her husband's outrageous answer, Ice Cream immediately struggled to her feet and yelled:

"Let go!"

"Let go right now, do you hear me?!"

"I told you to let go, you piece of trash with a head full of garbage!"

Although he was shouting and getting very excited, he didn't actually struggle very hard.

The little hands patting her back back were less like a way of stopping her and more like a silent urging from the ice cream.

ummm

The main point is that actions speak louder than words.

Feeling the ice cream struggling, Su Chen gently held it in place.

Then, carrying the ice cream cone, he walked back towards the dormitory without looking back.

Hearing the shouts and footsteps fading into the distance, the monkey, who had been feigning sleep with its eyes closed, suddenly spoke up:

"There's supposed to be a meeting this afternoon, how about you come over?"

"Not interested"

Faced with the sudden meeting invitation from the monkey, Su Chen refused without hesitation.

Even a fool could figure out what a so-called meeting was.

That's why Su Chen had even less interest in participating.

Instead of wasting his time, he should be watching ice cream training.

"Don't be so quick to refuse, let me, Old Sun, have something to say."

Before the monkey could finish speaking, its shouts had already disappeared.

When I looked up and followed the direction, the place was already deserted.

Only a few lingering dark energy fluctuations remained, still hovering over the spot where they had just stood.

Looking at the slowly dissipating dark energy, the monkey shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"You little rascal, you're so dashing. If only I, Old Sun, could be like you."

The monkey gave a bitter laugh, looked up at the sky, and murmured with a hint of reminiscence in its eyes:

"Now it seems that I, Old Sun, am just a miserable monkey too."

(End of this chapter)