My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome

Chapter 165: Chapter 164: Uh-oh! It’s Over! (Third Update, Vote Please)

“Before watching the video, let me tell you about the municipal conservation area in Pengzhou City, cough… wait a moment.” Bald Strong, who hadn’t taught for a while, felt a little uncomfortable as he began to speak. He whistled towards the inner room, and soon, a black ball of wool lifted the curtain and rolled over with a thermos cup in its embrace.

Just as Bald Strong was about to reach out to take it, he saw his empty sleeve and patted the wool ball’s head, “Open it for me.”

“Awoo~”

The wool ball happily rubbed his hand and passed him the thermos cup with the lid unscrewed.

Bald Strong blew on the thermos cup, “Phew~ where were we… oh yes, let’s continue.”

After handing the thermos cup back to the wool ball, using his one arm to lift and place it on the head of the bear, Bald Strong cleared his throat, “Cough… The so-called municipal conservation area is not a natural reserve. It is an area that has been artificially planned and constructed for the habitats of wild mutant creatures, mostly driving in local species similar to the wildlife parks before the ‘Unknown Recovery event’.”

Having said this, Bald Strong pressed the remote control, and the projector light flickered, displaying several photos of small mutant creatures on the screen, covering a complete range of species on land, water, and air.

Shao Zifeng, looking at the mutant creatures on the screen, could only recognize the wild boars.

Bald Strong pointed with a laser pen at the first picture: “I believe everyone recognizes this one. Except for the Tibetan Plateau and the Gobi desert where their tracks haven’t been found, even our Su City has seen them. This is the wild boar, which is also the most numerous mutant creature in national municipal conservation areas.”

“Their numbers don’t mean they are feeble; on the contrary, they have strong competitiveness. I believe you are all aware of the evolution path of wild boars—the Young Toothed Pig and the Drilling-toothed Warthog. I won’t go into the others.”

“Today, the main focus is on the following mutant creatures, the Gold-striped Frog, the Great Tit, and the tiger-striped swimming snake.”

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In the following time, Bald Strong carefully explained the racial talents, evolution paths, and attack methods of several mutant creatures, analyzing everything from advantages to disadvantages in great detail.

Shao Zifeng and the other two country bumpkins listened with great interest, wishing Bald Strong could talk more. This was a rare opportunity; although there was information available online, it definitely lacked such targeted explanations.

Bald Strong took the thermos cup from the wool ball’s paw and blew on it, a wave of déjà vu from a middle-aged man washing over him, “Phew… Don’t just listen to it like a story. Imprint it in your brains. The reason I’m telling you so much before watching the video… phew.”

“Is to let you know that their school is not like ours—the resource rewards are very generous. Take Pengzhou City, for example; every year, they host an inter-school competition. The students who win the first place in the team event and the MVP are given the opportunity to contract a beast in Pengzhou City’s conservation area.” Bald Strong put down the thermos cup, his face turning somewhat serious, “To my knowledge, the wild boar of the captain of Pengzhou University’s team evolved into a Young Toothed Pig half a year ago.”

After finishing, Bald Strong looked at his three students, hoping to see some pressure on their faces; the best outcome would be for them to come and ask him for advice, allowing him to feel the satisfaction of being a teacher.

However…

Nothing of the sort happened.

Li Yiming kept glancing at Shao Zifeng, and seeing that he had no reaction, felt relieved. After all, in his eyes, Shao Zifeng was a big shot bursting with special effects.

And Casar, let’s not even start—the expression on his face had barely changed throughout, appearing as an emotionless teenager from beginning to end.

Bald Strong, not willing to give up, expectantly looked towards Shao Zifeng, his most satisfactory student, hoping for a response.

Shao Zifeng, noticing Bald Strong’s unwavering gaze, blinked in confusion.

Seeing that he was unmoved and even blinked back at him, Bald Strong’s facial muscles twitched several times, his eyes filled with even more intense emotion, hoping that his student could feel the passion within him.

Then, Shao Zifeng appeared slightly taken aback, a look of realization crossing his face, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth as he slowly raised his right hand, “Bro Strong, I have a question.”

Coconut fibers!

Worthy of the team captain I deemed right, truly Brother Strong’s personal cotton-padded jacket,

Bareheaded Qiang switched to a kind and friendly smile, “Zifeng, if you have any questions, just ask.”

Shao Zifeng organized his words, “In these six months we have trained in ‘real situation competition’, ‘traditional competition’, and ‘individual defense competition’ these three modes of competition, but why haven’t you ever mentioned the ‘team competition’ you just brought up?”

“So that’s your question…”

Hearing Shao Zifeng’s question, Bareheaded Qiang was visibly taken aback.

His facial expression slowly faded, and as he rubbed his stubbly chin, he seemed hesitant, “The ‘team competition’… this competition mode requires five participants, but we only have three, so I omitted it.”

Bareheaded Qiang lost his enthusiasm and was about to wave Shao Zifeng to sit down, but Zifeng immediately followed up, “If I remember correctly, the regional qualifiers adopt a ‘pre-match draw’ system, meaning if we draw ‘team competition’, we will have to forfeit automatically?”

No sooner had Shao Zifeng finished speaking than Li Yiming and Casar both turned their eyes on Bareheaded Qiang, it was clearly the first time they had heard of this.

The atmosphere in the hall became instantly heavy; they weren’t fools and understood the implications of Zifeng’s words.

That is, if they were unlucky and drew the team competition format in the first round of preliminaries, they wouldn’t even need to compete and could just pack up and go home right away.

Bareheaded Qiang’s dark eyebrows were tightly furrowed, clearly he didn’t want to discuss this topic with them right now.

After a long while, Bareheaded Qiang slowly exhaled, “Right, but not entirely. ‘Pre-match draw’ is just one type of competition. There’s also ‘designated match mode’, where before the preliminaries, the competition committee will choose one from four types of contests that won’t change throughout the preliminaries, quarterfinals, semi-finals, and all the way to the finals.”

“However, the competition mode for each event is announced by the regional organizing committee at the opening ceremony, which means that before the competition, no one knows whether this year will be ‘pre-match draw’ or ‘designated match’.”

“But according to the events of recent years, the committees largely choose ‘designated match mode’, which commonly specifies ‘traditional competition’ and ‘individual defense competition’. So, you just need to focus on the pre-match preparation and not put too much pressure on yourselves.”

Zifeng could tell that Bareheaded Qiang was trying to comfort them, but this uncertain competition mode was very unfriendly to their three-person team; the odds of crashing out were too high.

Let’s not even discuss the one-in-four chance of hitting the ‘pre-match draw’ mode; even the ‘designated match mode’ that Bareheaded Qiang said mostly involved ‘traditional’ or ‘defense’ was not that optimistic.

Upon hearing Bareheaded Qiang’s words, Li Yiming subconsciously grabbed the hem of his shirt, a sign of his nervousness, and Casar, the youth with no worries or cares, also furrowed his brows tightly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting even heavier, Bareheaded Qiang quickly spoke up, “Relax, don’t be so nervous. After all, our luck can’t be that bad… hahaha.”

Oh no!

Shao Zifeng slapped his forehead, feeling the competition was doomed.

Bareheaded Qiang laughed awkwardly twice and, seeing that no one responded, felt somewhat at a loss.

He was trying to lighten the mood, but his words ended up making the atmosphere in the living room even heavier.

Scratching his head, which bore the mark of royal blood, he wondered, did he say something wrong?