"Isn"t Master busy with his midterms... how can you trouble him..."
For some reason, Little Silver felt his own words were pretty weak.
Sure enough, it was really wonderful to live with Master as you could consult him on strange spirit techniques or spells. While Dog Saint had been turned into stew and the entire holy beast Dog clan had been destroyed, so that Little Silver was currently the only person who could use these Dog Skills, he didn"t doubt w.a.n.g Ling"s teaching ability at all.
This was currently the case for a lot of spellmasters. This was a popular new profession in the cultivation circle, and a spellmaster"s role was to help people work out various types of difficulties as they studied spells or close combat spirit techniques. They themselves weren"t necessarily capable of performing these kinds of spells and spirit techniques, but they could often a.n.a.lyze the main points according to their theoretical knowledge so that it greatly shortened the time needed to learn a spell or a close combat spirit technique.
It was like swimming instructors who taught kids how to swim. In fact, many of them couldn"t swim... After all, they taught the children to swim in shallow water, so no one could drown anyway.
Little Silver"s heart collapsed, but at the same time he was a bit envious; his emotions were very complicated.
Sure enough... whoever came first was lucky...
But when on earth could he form the contract with w.a.n.g Ling?!
Little Silver had in fact already hinted to w.a.n.g Ling previously about the contract agreement. He had quietly a.s.sumed that if Master really had had utterly no desire to form a contract with him, he would never have been allowed to live here, with Grenade-Throwing looking after him. And Grenade-Throwing was probably Master"s best friend...
Suddenly, Little Silver was very worried that w.a.n.g Ling was ignoring him out of dislike.
How about asking Loopy Toad to help him ask w.a.n.g Ling when on earth they could finalize the contract?
At a loss as what to do, Little Silver couldn"t help sighing in his heart... In the end, it was still him begging Loopy Toad for a favor...
"That, Brother Dog... are you still there?"
He stopped using voice and directly switched to typing as he sent the text to the chat window, then clicked the shake function.
Loopy Toad: "???"
In front of the screen, Loopy Toad couldn"t help smiling. Switching instantly from voice to text generally meant that Little Silver clearly had something big to say.
Loopy Toad: "You want to request something of me again?"
Loopy Toad recalled how Little Silver had done the same thing a few times before when he had looked for Loopy Toad.
After shaking the chat window, he had immediately started asking Loopy Toad about all kinds of things to do with w.a.n.g Ling"s life, such as his typical daily routine, his living habits, his preferences and so on.
To be honest, after bathing in Little Silver"s holy beast blood the last time, Loopy Toad"s narcolepsy had indeed been greatly alleviated. Although Little Master Ling had returned the favor with twenty packets of crispy noodle snacks, Loopy Toad still had to repay this debt.
In fact, if Little Silver really needed its help, Loopy Toad certainly wouldn"t refuse...
However, simply giving out information about its little master was a little unkind!
Loopy Toad felt that it was a very loyal dog!
A dog who would never betray its owner!
It was impossible for it to betray w.a.n.g Ling!
Unless it was over its dead body... Loopy Toad was a toad made of steel!
Mm...
That was indeed how it felt, before it received Little Silver"s money transfer...
...
Little Silver typed very slowly as he weighed his words carefully before sending them. He pondered for a long time before summoning up the courage to send his text. "I want to ask Brother Dog whether you can help me ask Master when on earth he"s going to form a contract with me..." Actually, he had always felt that asking outright like this wasn"t very nice, and Master might even be disgusted. However, once a spirit beast or a holy beast had set their heart on an owner, only the guarantee of a contract could give them enough sense of security.
Loopy Toad remembered that w.a.n.g Ling had mentioned the contract with Little Silver before at home.
But it just so happened that the midterm exams were approaching at the time, so the contract had been put on hold. Loopy Toad actually knew that w.a.n.g Ling hadn"t forgotten; once this busy period pa.s.sed, he would conclude the agreement with Little Silver sooner or later.
There was only one holy beast left now in the entire world. For the sake of protecting endangered animals, Loopy Toad believed that w.a.n.g Ling wouldn"t forget to finalize the contract – however, Little Master Ling was only sixteen years old, after all, and for children at this age, there was nothing more important than study.
Loopy Toad felt that in this world, there was no one who could fight Little Master Ling head-on.
However, there might be one thing that could go up against him and even had the chance to defeat him... and that was exams.
The midterm exams was the small boss and the final exams was the big boss... It simply couldn"t be more real than that.
Loopy Toad stared at the screen and thought for a bit before simply sending a text. "Little Silver, do I look like a dog that will betray its owner?"
When Loopy Toad sent this message, Little Silver almost spat out a mouthful of holy beast blood...
He couldn"t help but gape as he wondered how thick-skinned Loopy Toad this green dog was, to be able to say something like this.
Little Silver couldn"t resist sending the meme of Zhuge Liang saying "I have never seen such a shameless person before," but he crossed out the word "person" and replaced it with "dog."
Little Silver couldn"t help sitting rigidly on the sofa, his shoulder-length silver hair hanging loose. He was so annoyed that he even threw the broccoli pillow in his hand aside.
He typed indignantly: Isn"t some dog well aware of how many red packets it received previously...
But while he did type this out, Little Silver didn"t dare directly send the text, and he pressed the backs.p.a.ce key to delete the words completely.
After all, the only connection he had to Master was in fact Loopy Toad. If this bridge collapsed, he might not be able to cross it in the future...
No...
He had to endure!
His lips twitching, Little Silver sent Loopy Toad a red packet of two thousand HNY.
One question cost two thousand; that was the rule Loopy Toad had set the last time.
He would just consider it as losing money to avoid disaster...
Little Silver actually understood this point very well. Anyway, the money wasn"t his; the pocket money he had on him was from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
After confirming and accepting the red packet, Loopy Toad couldn"t help nodding its dog head as it sent a thumbs-up. "Brother Little Silver, you"re smart. I didn"t expect you to still remember the two thousand I set last time."
In fact, Loopy Toad had asked him for two thousand HNY last time without thinking, but it hadn"t thought that Little Silver would really send it...
But speaking rationally, Loopy Toad had been in human society for so long and had been eating and drinking with the w.a.n.g family since coming to live in their small villa, but it had no income or savings.
Little Silver received pocket money from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal... In comparison, Loopy Toad had nothing.
Little Master Ling was thrifty by nature and basically didn"t spend much except on crispy noodle snacks.
Hence, when Loopy Toad saw this transfer of two thousand HNY, it couldn"t help sighing. "I was initially going to charge less this time..."
Hearing this, Little Silver almost sprayed blood. "Then give it back!"
Loopy Toad: "No no no... I"ve accepted it, it doesn"t make sense to give it back. I"ll keep this matter in mind and will talk it over with my little master."
In front of the screen, Little Silver pursed his lips angrily. "You dog bapi..." Zhou Bapi is an antagonist in the story "The Chickens Make Noise at Midnight" who would stir the chickens in the henhouse so that the rooster would crow earlier than usual, forcing his laborers to get up earlier for work.This is a line Zhuge Liang says in the 1994 TV adaptation of the "Romance Of The Three Kingdoms."