"Holy shit, you're awesome!" Once Wang Hai confirmed that Jiu Ming wasn't joking, he slammed a palm onto the table with a bang, nearly smashing the whole thing apart.
"I mean." Since Wang Hai had slapped the table, Long Xiao Qi didn't hold back either. She lightly tapped the tabletop. "Could you get to the important part? I want to hear what happened."
"The process, huh? It wasn't exactly glorious, but if you want to hear it, there's no harm in telling you." Jiu Ming nodded and began recounting some of his main day-to-day experiences in that forest—such as spending every day pranking those monkeys and teasing that white fox...
"Mm, listening to stories is one thing, but why are you looking at me so strangely?" As he spoke, Jiu Ming noticed that something was off with the atmosphere. He gave Long Xiao Qi and Zhu Hao, whose gazes had turned strange, an extra look and decisively stopped talking.
"That white fox was female?" Long Xiao Qi asked.
"It might have been male." Jiu Ming straightened up, his expression quite solemn as he spoke.
"You're lying." Zhu Hao immediately called him out without hesitation.
Wang Hai lightly shook his head. He wasn't particularly interested in those "daily life" stories Jiu Ming had told. What he cared more about was exactly how Jiu Ming had taken down that Super Exotic Beast—and what kind of Exotic Beast it had been.
Even now, humanity had yet to catalogue every Exotic Beast. After all, there might be a certain number of Exotic Beasts today, only for dozens of different new variants to emerge tomorrow. Recording every single species was simply unrealistic. Of course, humans paid especially close attention to Super Exotic Beasts.
Because they were generally one of a kind. Even though they retained