Chapter 942: Chapter 939: Streamer, Streamer, There’s Something Nasty in My House
"Ah, is it...a coward?"
The boxing kangaroo shivered all over when it saw Master Fuli, diving straight under the bed, its whole body rigid, even the tail sticking out went stiff as a rod. Ah Qing looked on at the kangaroo with a face full of surprise.
Meanwhile, viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned as well. The boxing kangaroo was really too robust, its muscle mass unbelievably shocking.
The top-notch Nine Dragons Coffin player at peak muscle levels couldn’t be like this. Yet this mountain of meat hiding under the bed as soon as someone arrived was just too dramatic a contrast.
"Aren’t kangaroos supposed to be Hyper-Macho?" Ah Qing asked the little fox with a bewildered face.
What’s more, she felt more and more that this kangaroo in front looked familiar during the inquiry.
Got it!
Recently, wasn’t there a Spirit Beast invasion at the school? They said the leader of a Spirit Beast group was precisely a Hyper-Macho kangaroo.
This muscle-explosive kangaroo, could it be the one pinned down by the little fox and Golden Leopard?
Ah Qing’s cheeks showed a strange expression.
"Kangaroos might be Hyper-Macho, but among kangaroos, there are boxing types and non-boxing types."
"Ours is the non-boxing type."
Ansheng laughed lightly, speaking without care by Ah Qing’s side.
The boxing kangaroo wants to be Hyper-Macho, but it needs to actually macho-up first.
Xinxing Agricultural Science College isn’t large, but it’s full of big shots inside, like the Qinling Divine Tree, along with its underlings, the Ba Mountain Mosquito and Treasure Tree Ants—those are the three big bosses.
The Takin takes another spot, and Fat Cat, although he often claims to be a freeloading good-for-nothing, has fought a deadly duel with the Takin and managed to become a specialty hired Spiritualized Iron-Eating Beast with the Security Bureau.
Even the mechanical brigade of Medicine Spring Mountain Lord drove the boxing kangaroo to climb up the rooftop and almost leap off.
In an environment full of big shots, the former Overlord boxing kangaroo is practically a soft, cute little girl.
"Hello?"
Ah Qing curiously got down, holding her live streaming phone, poking the kangaroo’s tail.
The feel of the kangaroo’s fur was somewhat like the texture of a Labrador’s coat, not too hard but also not soft.
"Man..."
The boxing kangaroo shrunk its tail, tucking it under its belly to shield its two big baskets, keeping quiet.
[What did the kangaroo say, host?]
[Let me try, I have unique insights into kangaroo meat cooking. (IP: Australia)]
"It said it’s just a couch potato without aspirations to conquer the world; it wants to return to the zoo and miss the warm embrace of the keeper mom," Ah Qing translated, but hid a few things.
Like it shouldn’t have stolen a car, otherwise it wouldn’t have entered the mountains, and wouldn’t have become a boss, wouldn’t have wanted to occupy the Xinxing Agricultural Science College’s grounds, and wouldn’t have gotten beaten.
The boxing kangaroo was like a grumbling housewife, constantly mumbling about its past deeds.
Even Ah Qing used her superpower to coax, promising to hold the little fox all the way, but still, it refused to come out.
"Whee!"
Seeing the boxing kangaroo playing dead, unwilling to accompany Ah Qing in live streaming antics, Ansheng lifted his paw, pushed aside Ah Qing’s streaming phone, and jumped to the ground.
Ansheng stood up straight, raised his hand, under the amazed gaze of Ah Qing, his paw claws extended.
"Man!"
Master Fuli’s claws struck, the boxing kangaroo hidden under the bed turned over sharply, sending the academy standard-issue bunk bed flying upward.
The boxing kangaroo jumped up holding its butt, saw the bed balanced on its head crash towards Master Fuli, sweating profusely, raised its paw and tail to steady the flying bed, gently lowering it.
"So? Decided to come out?"
"I was wondering if I should kneel thrice and bow nine times to invite you, the big brother, out."
Master Fuli hugged his arms, squatted in front of the bed, looking at the evasive-appearing boxing kangaroo.
"Man..." The boxing kangaroo’s eyes wandered, explaining one sentence to Master Fuli.
Where am I hiding? Isn’t it your supreme Overlord aura just stunned me?
In fact, the kangaroo deliberately hid; so long as none sees it, nothing happens.
"Stop talking nonsense, this is my keeper, your boss lady; she’s doing a live stream, understand showbiz effect?"
Ansheng raised a hand, pinched shut the chattering kangaroo’s mouth, pointed at Ah Qing, telling the timid kangaroo to cooperate with Ah Qing for the live stream.
If the show goes well, it’ll be Ah Qing’s livestream.
If the show doesn’t go well, it’ll be Ah Qing live streaming Master Fuli kicking the boxing kangaroo.
"Bleat..."
The boxing kangaroo blinked, nodded, the light bulb inside its head lit up, showing an expression of delight.
[Host, what’s going on inside? Aren’t you secretly sneaking food for yourself?]
[Did the little fox munch the kangaroo’s basket? I heard the kangaroo’s scream.]
The live broadcast camera moved away, audience members couldn’t see what went on inside the room.
But they had speakers, they could hear the fox clattering tables angrily and the boxing kangaroo’s nervous noises.
"Uh...the little fox is persuading its friend to be braver, not to be timid, to come out and have some iced cola together," Ah Qing awkwardly explained, describing the battle situation to viewers.
"It’s my first time in the kangaroo’s home, seems to have frightened it into not daring to come out."
Ah Qing’s tone faltered, unsure in her speech, but still she kept firm and made up a sentence.
Ah Qing repositioned the camera, and the audience promptly saw the little fox squatting on the ground, the boxing kangaroo on all fours running toward the balcony, very fast.
Next,
The kangaroo deftly picked up an apron, put it on, turned and took out a tray, placing two cups and a bottle of iced cola from the fridge upon it.
"Man!"
The boxing kangaroo brought over a table and chairs, solemnly put down the cups, unscrewed the iced cola bottle cap, poured half a cup of cola for each of the two guests, elegantly.
The boxing kangaroo invited the two guests, a human and a fox, to sit, then brought over a tablet and chips, all presented to Ah Qing.
There was even a box of liquor-filled chocolates.
Under the gaze of Ah Qing and the broadcast audience, the kangaroo darted about the room; five minutes later, Ah Qing was dumbstruck, staring at herself, holding a tablet in her left hand, cup of cola in her right hand, bag of chips wedged between fingers.
In front of her, a basin of freshly drawn foot wash stood; the kangaroo ingratiatingly moved behind Ah Qing, placed its hands on her shoulders and gently massaged her back.
[Whose phone is this!?]
[Whoa, what’s been trained here?]
[Is it illegal? No, huh!? What, you say pet kangaroos are fifty thousand each, poor finances, goodbye.]
"Smart."
Ansheng gleefully squatted on the table, directing at Ah Qing’s side, "Deserving of being Ansheng’s subordinate Spirit Beast, its brain works cleverly..."
"Licking the big brother is lesser than licking the big brother’s brother."
"Ah Qing, if I’m not home, and you sense something strange, bring this timid fellow along, or bring the Treasure Tree lineage’s Spirit Beast."
Bringing Ah Qing to find the boxing kangaroo, besides Ansheng’s own strong curiosity in the boxing kangaroo’s psychological trauma,
The primary reason was Ansheng wanted to help Ah Qing find a special idle security guard.
The previously mentioned big shots are indeed big shots, but the Treasure Tree lineage Spirit Beasts often go out seeking Spiritual Particles for their mom.
The Takin and Fat Cat are too big-sized, inconvenient for Ah Qing to carry along, and the other smaller Spirit Beasts have somewhat lacking combat power.
Concluding thoughtfully, the boxing kangaroo seemed suitable, able to sit in the front seat wearing a seatbelt.
Can pick up deliveries and takeaways, and shows deep reverence for himself.
Also, its brain is nimble, isn’t it? Upon hearing Ah Qing is the keeper, it nearly scrambled to present a feast to curry favor.
"Bodyguard?"
Ah Qing stiffened in expression, looked at the little fox with a forced smile:
"Xiaolan... I feel like Dwayne Johnson might pinch my neck; it can’t sneak and kick me, right?"
"It dares?" Master Fuli’s eyes glared.
"Bleat—" The boxing kangaroo turned pale with fright, jumped onto the ceiling, claws gripping the ceiling light fixture, hanging steadily on the roof, looking at Ah Qing with a wronged face.
Oh Supreme Emperor, why do you falsely accuse a civilian!
[’I am Tiga in the Northeast’ rewarded the host a rocket. With the note: Can the host connect? I feel like there’s something dirty around here, can you check it for me?]
"Hmm!?"
