Chapter 59 - 59, The Miserable Pet

Chapter 59: Chapter 59, The Miserable Pet

"Maomao, be good. Come here. Come here and I'll give you grilled fish to eat."

"Little Maomao, be good. Otherwise, I won't take you out to kill monsters next time."

"Don't worry. This isn't a pill. This is a grilled big carp that's charred..."

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"Are you coming or not?" Qin Ze's tone changes. His eyes glare and he coldly snorts, "If you don't come over, you'll never eat grilled fish again in the future."

Maomao weakly shrinks in the corner, showing an extremely scared look and not daring to take a step.

Qin Ze uses both threats and inducements and says all the good words, but it just doesn't budge. Having no choice, Qin Ze has to take out his trump card, the fragrant grilled fish.

The charred fragrance fills the entire cave. Seeing the grilled fish in Qin Ze's hand, Maomao's eyes shine golden, saliva flows out, and excitedly walks forward, grins, shows a cute expression, rubs against Qin Ze's boots, looking like it's trying to please him.

Qin Ze gives a sinister smile, squats down, holds the grilled fish in one hand and the dark, unknown pill in the other, and says, "Eat this first, then the grilled fish."

Maomao looks at the black thing that emits waves of medicinal fragrance and looks like cow dung, and can't help but shiver. Then looking at the grilled fish in Qin Ze's hand, as if making a big decision, it closes its eyes and opens its mouth.

"That's good."

Qin Ze smiles slightly, stuffs the pill into Maomao's mouth, and then orders, "Swallow it."

Maomao shows a painful expression on its face. It uses all its strength to swallow the pill, and then opens its mouth for Qin Ze to check.

"Good. Be this good in the future. Otherwise, don't even think about eating grilled fish anymore."

Saying that, Qin Ze tears half of the grilled fish and throws it to Maomao. Before the grilled fish lands, Maomao instantly jumps up and bites the grilled fish in one bite, swallowing it deliciously. It licks its lips with great satisfaction, excitedly looks at the other half of the grilled fish in Qin Ze's hand, and saliva flows all over the place.

"You're such a glutton."

"You said you've eaten for over a year. What have you grown?"

"You take my experience, eat my pills, and I have to grill fish for you every day to serve you."

"Am I your master or are you my master?"

Qin Ze complains in a series. Maomao lowers its head, scratches circles on the ground with its front paws, not daring to look at Qin Ze again. It pouts its mouth and doesn't even dare to hum.

"Oh, you even learned to curse by drawing circles?"

As soon as Qin Ze finishes speaking, Maomao immediately stops and dares not draw circles anymore.

Since Black Rock left, Qin Ze hasn't seen a living person. Occasionally, he encounters a few times, but they are all dead people whose bodies have started to decay.

The sound just now must have been caused by the collision of skills. He senses five people in the breath. Their internal breaths are stable, and their strength should not be lower than the Gathering Spirit Realm.

Maomao stands aside and looks at Qin Ze excitedly, its eyes full of excitement.

"Let's go and take a look."

Qin Ze smiles, and Maomao instantly jumps down from the cave on the cliff.

Although Maomao's body hasn't grown much, its body's flexibility is particularly strong. Jumping down from a place several hundred meters high, it lands steadily on the ground without any injury.

After Maomao jumps down, Qin Ze also jumps down.

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"Senior brother, fourth-level monsters are too weak, aren't they?"

A woman dressed in a pink dress, with a charming appearance and a natural coquettishness, looks at the Flaming Wild Boar at her feet and says disdainfully.

"Junior Mistress, these low-level monsters don't need you to make a move. We'll handle it."

A man who looks like a servant bows and walks to the woman's side, lowering his head respectfully.

"Yanmei, you're already at the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm. Of course, fourth-level monsters aren't your match."

A young man in white walks up, holding a white fan in his hand. He has a handsome appearance. The robe under his feet moves without wind, and his strength is not bad.

The other two men also follow.

"Our goal this time is the Millennium Corpse King. Finish the task as soon as possible and get the merit points, and you can exchange for a better weapon." The young man slightly says and walks to the woman's side and gently smoothes the messy hair on her forehead.

The servant beside the woman's side flashes a look in his eyes, showing a slight anger, and involuntarily clenches his fist a little. However, this series of actions aren't noticed by anyone.

After the man smoothes the messy hair on the woman's forehead, he says gently, "I know you've always wanted that glazed sword. As long as we kill this Millennium Corpse King, the merit points will be enough."

"Senior brother, you're so good to me." The woman giggles foolishly and leans slightly in the man's arms, looking extremely ambiguous.

The two men on the other side show envious looks on their faces.

Suddenly, the woman's expression changes and she exclaims in surprise, "Such a cute young beast. Senior brother, senior brother, quickly,,, quickly,,, quickly catch it for me."

Before the man makes a move, the other two men finally get the chance to show off and immediately rush out...