Seeing that the little bear still would not open its mouth, Chief Fang showed no mercy and slapped it twice across the face.
The little bear was beaten until its eyes filled with tears, and it opened its mouth.
Fang Che leaned over to look, then fell silent for a long while.
The Luck Godstone was actually already melting inside the little bear's mouth.
It had turned into something like sticky rice cake and was still continuously melting.
It flowed toward the little bear's throat like honey.
"What the hell? You can actually eat this!?"
Fang Che was instantly stunned.
He had experimented with it countless times. He had even tried biting it several times.
This thing could not be crushed, smashed, bitten through, or burned, yet the little bear could eat it? Not only that.
After the little bear ate it, Fang Che inexplicably felt far more confident.
It was the sort of confidence that came from knowing one could handle anything... as if everything was firmly in hand? Fang Che's eyes nearly bulged out.
He grabbed the loose skin at the back of the little bear's neck and hauled it into the bedroom, which was already covered in mold! He pinned the little bear to the floor and gritted his teeth. "I finally know who you are... Flying Bear God! The Guardian Continent has practically been beaten to extinction, and you, a damn god, hid away and did nothing but act cute!"
"I'm so damn done with this!"
Fang Che was furious. He jabbed one finger after another at the little bear's furry forehead. "Use your head! Learn from others! Look at the Heavenly Centipede God. It may not answer every prayer, but those divine miracles are absolutely real!"
"Now look at yourself. You've been beaten half to