8: Chapter 8 Talent Loses to Capital

Mo Yu followed Pan Xuan and left Beast Taming Class 1.

A moment later, Mo Yu returned to his seat, gazing ahead with the deep eyes of an aged general, carrying the twilight of a setting sun.

Yue Yun asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yu sighed heavily, as if suffering a grievous blow, "Sigh, buddy, I was set up by the other Beast Taming Classes. In the end, talent loses to capital!"

Yue Yun looked speechlessly at Mo Yu as he wallowed in self-pity.

However, his curiosity was truly piqued by Mo Yu's words, so he pulled his chair over to sit beside Mo Yu, "Spill the details!"

Mo Yu glanced at Yue Yun, then turned to look around.

After confirming that everyone else was busy with their own affairs, Mo Yu cleared his throat and spoke solemnly.

"I believe that from the moment we stepped into the Beast Taming Class, we became warriors meant to protect all of humanity. Therefore, I believe we should hold ourselves to the standards of warriors. Don't you agree?"

Yue Yun nodded in agreement.

That was correct; the war between humanity and exotic beasts had not yet ended.

"The battlefield is cruel, and exotic beasts will do anything for victory. We Beast Tamers are the primary targets of exotic beasts, so we should learn how to protect ourselves even more. What do you think?"

Yue Yun nodded repeatedly.

It made sense; exotic beasts wouldn't talk about morality with you.

"In order to make my classmates realize the cruelty of the battlefield, I personally entered the fray to make them understand that this world is not peaceful and that they should always hold themselves to the standards of a warrior!"

Mo Yu wore an expression of righteous indignation.

When he reached the excited part, he even stood up from his seat and clenched his fist tightly, looking like a great contributor.

Yue Yun nodded, deeply moved.

Buddy, you're right!

Wait, something's not right...

He suddenly realized something and looked at Mo Yu with some horror, tentatively asking, "You didn't go and directly attack the Beast Tamers, did you?"

Formal battles between Beast Tamers are all about the exchange of command abilities and the competition between the Pet Beasts they have raised.

Except for wild fights and battles against enemy Beast Tamers.

Other behaviors that involve attacking Beast Tamers are considered lacking in martial virtue.

"Eh? Have you heard my story?"

Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile curling the corners of his mouth.

He reached into his desk and rummaged around, pulling out a urea bag, which he solemnly handed to Yue Yun as if passing down a Legacy.

"I am a disciple of the Nanjiang Bandits!"

"Oh? I am a disciple of Chen Hegao!"

Yue Yun did not refuse this gift and calmly tucked it away; after all, it was truly useful to him.

"So, Pan Zi won't let you use this anymore?"

Yue Yun had already guessed the explanation Pan Xuan gave to Mo Yu.

Mentioning this, Mo Yu wilted entirely.

He let out a heavy sigh, his Face full of sorrow, "The students in other Beast Taming Classes really don't know how to be grateful, and Pan Zi is blind, actually letting a pearl like me gather dust!"

After hearing this, Yue Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The students in the school were all flowers in a greenhouse; where would they have experienced wild fights, let alone seen the cruelty of the battlefield?

Although Mo Yu's fighting style was dirty, it was effective.

Putting a urea bag over someone, almost no one could react in time, directly neutralizing their command ability.

This urea bag could be called a divine move!

Yue Yun was full of curiosity about Mo Yu's other methods, "So, do you have anything else? Let me see?"

Mo Yu didn't hold anything back.

He carefully took an object out of his desk and displayed it before Yue Yun, "This is the tail feather of a Steel-feathered Eagle. Not only is it incredibly sturdy, but it can also cut through iron like mud!"

Steel-feathered Eagle, species: Eagle family, Steel type.

Their wings are steel-like, and their sharpness can easily cut through the tough fur of prey. Their powerful eagle claws can crush solid rock; they are very powerful Pet Beasts.

This tail feather is 1.2 meters long, the feather part is streamlined, and the base of the feather can be easily held in the hand, like a precious sword.

"With this precious sword in hand, who would not avoid my edge?"

Mo Yu waved the steel tail feather, his confident appearance truly looking like a knight-errant, though in the end, he sighed.

"Pity, the sword has no place to be used!"

He generously gave the steel tail feather to Yue Yun.

Yue Yun held the steel tail feather in his hand, thinking seriously about Mo Yu's words, a faint light brightening in his eyes.

He nodded excitedly at Mo Yu.

"Thanks, buddy, this thing is of great use to me!"

Mo Yu shrugged, not taking it to heart.

Since Pan Zi, the Beast Taming Director, had spoken, and they couldn't directly attack Beast Tamers in the future, these things were useless.

Surely he couldn't take this thing and fight a Pet Beast, right?

He stretched idly, stood up from his seat, and extended a friendly invitation to Yue Yun.

"Want to go to the bathroom and fart a few times together?"

Yue Yun stood up to follow without hesitation.

Completely ignoring that it was class time, the two of them left the classroom together through the back door, heading towards the bathroom with a clear goal.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Xu Qingfang heard the sound and chased after them.

Mo Yu just glanced at Xu Qingfang and said, "Old Xu, didn't you say that if you smoked again, you'd be Japanese?"

Xu Qingfang was at a loss for words for a moment.

He recalled carefully, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

He subconsciously touched his philtrum, "Smoking without inhaling into the lungs is at most Wang Jingwei! Besides, Japanese people have to smoke too!"

"Yoshi, those who inhale the mist are the heroes!"

Yue Yun adopted a Japanese accent and smiled as he chimed in.

Xu Qingfang nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

Mo Yu looked at them speechlessly.

"If you two slap each other, that counts as resisting the Japanese."

...

In the afternoon and during evening self-study, Xu Qingfang and Mo Yu planned to Cultivate their Contract Power to prepare for tomorrow's school entrance test.

Yue Yun did not return to the classroom with them.

His talent was too poor, and his Contract Power grew too slowly.

It was more cost-effective to use the time spent Cultivating Contract Power to earn money and buy low-grade spirit-absorbing potions to increase his Cultivation speed.

Moreover, he felt that he had undergone some changes.

"Strange, why am I so hungry today?"

The hunger came from within, completely uncontrollable.

Yue Yun was famished and weak. After some hesitation, he chose to climb over the wall to leave the school and headed straight for the beef noodle shop on the street outside.

"Uncle, a large bowl of beef noodles, extra noodles!"

The noodle shop owner had a toothpick in his mouth and shook his head imperceptibly.

Another child captivated by the beef noodles made by Uncle.

Actually willing to climb over the wall to eat the beef noodles made by Uncle.

Sigh, Uncle is truly a sinful man~

The noodle shop owner displayed his exquisite culinary skills, and before long, he served a fragrant large bowl of beef noodles.

"Kid, go back to class after you finish eating!"

Yue Yun nodded repeatedly and buried his head in eating the noodles.

The noodles were chewy and refreshing, the broth was rich and mellow, and even the beef was sliced into thick, thin pieces—economical, affordable, and delicious.

However, even after finishing such an extra-large bowl of beef noodles, Yue Yun was still not satisfied, and the hunger persisted.

"Uncle, another one!"

The noodle shop owner followed the sound and came over; seeing the empty bowl with even the broth drunk clean, he couldn't help but become a bit serious.

Yare yare, what a gluttonous child.

It seems the beef noodles made by Uncle are still full of charm.

Let the beef noodles repay Uncle's heavy sins!

Holding the belief that he absolutely could not let a child go hungry, the noodle shop owner added more noodles and cooked an even larger bowl of beef noodles.

Yue Yun was also quite supportive; after thanking the noodle shop owner, he immediately started eating and cleared the contents of the bowl in a few bites.

The noodle shop owner's expression became serious.

"Kid, are you full?"

"Not yet, Uncle, another bowl!"

Yue Yun looked straight at the noodle shop owner.

Their gazes met, and the noodle shop owner saw a faint glimmer of hunger in Yue Yun's eyes; the hand holding the spoon couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Give it all of Uncle's craftsmanship!

Bet Uncle's dignity on it!

Uncle absolutely will not allow any child to go hungry in his shop!

The noodle shop owner was solemn and extremely dignified as he added a large amount of noodles, cooking three bowls of even larger portions of beef noodles.

Yue Yun was infected by the noodle shop owner's emotions, his expression unconsciously becoming serious as he reached out with his chopsticks to enjoy the food.

After three more bowls, the hunger had clearly improved.

The illusory health bar above Yue Yun's head finally changed, and his remaining health points began to slowly recover.

Noticing this scene, Yue Yun was lost in thought.

There was a factor of high-intensity training involved, but more of it was the warning given by the loss of health points.

Although he was immune to physical damage, his own deficit was real, and he needed to make up for the loss of health points and restore his state by consuming food or other energy-replenishing methods.

Understanding this, Yue Yun felt much more at ease.

When paying the bill, he was in a great mood and waved at the noodle shop owner, "Uncle, I'll come to your place again next time!"

The noodle shop owner nodded and watched him leave.

Sigh, Uncle is truly a sinful man~