My Demon Friends-Chapter 495 - 475 Lord Dumpling is the Weakest Strongest

Chapter 495: Chapter 475 Lord Dumpling is the Weakest Strongest

「December 17th.」

Zhou Li sat on the sofa, his driver’s license in hand.

Tuanzi was parkouring around the living room. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The license came with a very nice dark blue case adorned with a small daisy, a gift from Brother Nan. The plain black case provided by the driving school had been tossed aside by her.

Starting today, Zhou Li had completed his probationary period and could legally drive on the highway.

A year had flown by just like that... Zhou Li couldn’t help feeling sentimental.

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps approached. Tuanzi swiftly leaped onto the couch next to Zhou Li, snuggling close and peeking at his driver’s license, her eyes shining.

"It’s you, Zhou Li!"

"Yeah."

"What’s this, meow?"

"Driver’s license."

"Why do you keep looking at yourself?"

"Because I’m handsome."

"Oh!"

"Are you bored at home, Lord Dumpling?" Zhou Li closed the driver’s license and turned to look at her. "You’ve been running up and down the whole time."

"Lord Dumpling is bored at home."

"Well then, how about I send Lord Dumpling to work at a cat café? You like being a Little Trash Cat, and you’ve got energy to burn all day long anyway." Zhou Li spoke softly, as if negotiating. "If Lord Dumpling keeps parkouring, sooner or later the neighbors downstairs will come knocking on our door to complain."

"Huai Xu will send them packing." After saying that, Tuanzi tilted her head and asked him, "What’s a cat café, meow?"

"A place where little cats work."

"Work."

"Yeah, and you can earn money. Earn dried fish snacks and canned cat food."

"Can I earn Boiled Chinese Cabbage in Broth?"

"I’m afraid not."

"Then Lord Dumpling won’t go." Repeating her earlier statement, Tuanzi said, "Huai Xu will send them packing."

"Is that so."

Seeing Tuanzi walk to the edge of the couch and crouch, ready to jump and probably start parkouring again, Zhou Li quickly reached out. He intercepted her just as she leaped and held her in his embrace.

"What are you doing, Zhou Li, meow?" Tuanzi didn’t struggle but turned her head, looking at him with confusion.

"How about I take Lord Dumpling out for some fun?"

"Yes, please!"

"Great!"

「...」

The university town was already on the edge of Chunming City. Venturing farther out meant leaving the city and entering the embrace of the surrounding mountains. Soon, only small towns and villages lined the roadside, and the roads grew increasingly narrow.

Zhou Li drove for over half an hour, turning onto a dirt path under Huai Xu’s guidance. As they went deeper, the path became overgrown with grass.

One could tell this road used to lead to a village. However, as the rural population gradually moved to the cities and the stubborn elders who remained in the villages passed away, the village was abandoned and became uninhabited.

Without people to walk them, these country lanes naturally, slowly reverted to nature.

Let alone dirt roads; even concrete highways, if left unused, would be overgrown with vegetation within a spring and autumn.

"Haven’t we arrived yet?" Zhou Li turned to ask Huai Xu, as the road became increasingly difficult to navigate. "If the car paint gets scratched, Brother Nan will definitely give us trouble."

"We’re almost there."

"Okay."

"Just stop here. It gets tougher ahead," Huai Xu advised. "It’s better if we climb up the little hill on the right, then go over it. Basically, there’s nobody living for about ten kilometers around, so you can practice in that hollow. I’ll find a tree to sit on up there. If anyone comes, I’ll spot them in advance and let you know."

"Got it."

Zhou Li got out of the car, locked it, and, with a bewildered Tuanzi in his arms, started walking. "What do you think of the scenery here, Lord Dumpling?"

"It’s just the wilderness where nobody lives," Tuanzi looked around. "Zhou Li, why did you bring Lord Dumpling here? Are you planning to take Lord Dumpling up the mountain to pick wild peaches?"

"There are no peaches this season."

"Oh..."

The scenery here was indeed quite nice. It had mountains and water, and in the distance, dilapidated houses added to the view—a desolation touched by traces of civilization.

Zhou Li had come here to practice spells.

Recently, he had gotten a grasp on a few spells that he considered rather decent. In theory, he could already cast them, but he had yet to practice.

Practice is very important for spellcasting.

According to the descriptions in the books, these spells were all quite powerful, and coming from him, they would undoubtedly be even more so. Obviously, he couldn’t practice these spells at home or within the city. In truth, when he asked Huai Xu to help find a location, he had based his search criteria on those for a military shooting range. Ultimately, Huai Xu found him this place, only an hour’s journey from home.

It was already quite convenient, and the scenery wasn’t bad either.

He crossed over a small hill and came into a hollow.

Huai Xu found a withered Chinese parasol tree on the hillside and sat on a branch, legs swinging, looking down.

Zhou Li then set Tuanzi down on the ground and said to her, "Lord Dumpling, feel free to play around. It’s very spacious here, and there are lots of birds. If Lord Dumpling wants to catch butterflies or birds, you can. You can also run around everywhere. Lord Dumpling can run from this side to that side..."

Tuanzi sat down on the ground with a plop, not looking too happy.

Tremendous sounds began to echo throughout the small hollow. At times, they were like rolling spring thunder; at other times, like the earth splitting and mountains collapsing, or the rumble of tanks. These sounds startled the insects in the grass into silence, scared the birds into flight, and caused small animals to shiver in their burrows.

The power was even greater than Zhou Li had imagined.

In his own mind, he had already scaled up the power described in the book by several times, based on his experience.

Even Huai Xu, sitting on the Chinese parasol tree, fell silent.

The sun was setting; the sky turned orange, making the mountains appear dark by contrast. The lone Chinese parasol tree stood out amid the weeds, a silhouette seated upon it, motionless against the dusky backdrop.

The barren hills ahead had turned into a complete mess.

BOOM...

The day’s practice ended with Zhou Li’s most proficient "Qigong Wave"—a primitive and violent surge of Spiritual Power that shot out in a column. Its might surpassed modern heavy artillery or missiles, and its penetrating power was even more formidable.

PHEW...

Zhou Li stood still, pondering today’s practice insights. This was a very effective method of learning.

But as he thought, his thoughts began to stray.

It was unexpected that he had such a formidable side, one that felt quite different from his usual self.

It felt strange.

And despite having expended his full power for most of the day, he hadn’t felt the slightest depletion of his Spiritual Power. If he expended even a bit of Spiritual Power, it would be immediately replenished by this world. This made him feel like a relentless output machine, which was somewhat awkward upon reflection.

Turning his head, he saw Tuanzi still sitting properly on the ground, her head tilted up, blankly staring at him.

Her little face was etched with the words ’questioning life.’

In fact, having sat there for most of the day, she had pondered this matter many times in her little head—

Was she dreaming today? Otherwise, how could Zhou Li be so powerful!

By comparison, it made Lord Dumpling seem far too weak!

"What is Lord Dumpling thinking about?"

MEOW!

Tuanzi quickly snapped out of her daze, adopting a serious expression as she looked at Zhou Li. She nodded her little head. "Not bad, not bad. There’s a tiny bit of Lord Dumpling’s flair there. But you still need to work harder."

"Of course, I’m incomparable to Lord Dumpling," Zhou Li said humbly, looking down.

"Naturally," Tuanzi lifted her head, her face beaming with satisfaction. "It’s good that you understand. No matter how powerful you become, it’s impossible for you to surpass Lord Dumpling. So you must always respect Lord Dumpling, and then Lord Dumpling will like you. Otherwise, Lord Dumpling only needs to use a tiny bit of effort to make you cry."

"Of course," Zhou Li mimicked her.

"Are we going home, meow?"

"Yeah!"

"Carry Lord Dumpling!"

"Alright."

Zhou Li bent down to pick up Tuanzi and looked ahead.

The light of the setting sun grew dimmer, turning a darker shade of red. Correspondingly, the mountains became more shadowed and the silhouettes sharper. On that withered Chinese parasol tree, Huai Xu sat motionless; he had been that way for much of the day.

Zhou Li almost believed that Huai Xu had stolen an inflatable doll to place on the tree while he himself had run off to eat ice cream and play video games.