If You Kill Kangaroos, You're Our Friend / 12. Warrior, Mummy, Boy
"Oh, I guess I'll have to go by myself then."
Yaochuan Guang looked a little disappointed. She blinked and pointed towards the kitchen. "I don't know exactly how many days we'll be playing, but I'll cook tomorrow's meal. You can heat it up yourselves then."
"After that... I'll leave it to Cong Yu- chan to take them out to eat, or you can cook for yourself? The ingredients are all in the fridge."
Cong Yu gently shook her head at Yaochuan Guang's words and said, "Unfortunately, I have plans. I'm going on a long trip tomorrow... Hmm, something like a junior high school reunion?"
"..." Ah? So that's how it is...
Yaochuan Guang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Lantian Zhu, then at Xiao Cui. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke up and asked Xiao Cui for a favor—
"Xiao Cui, while Cong Yu and I are away, I'm entrusting Little Lan to you... I keep all my money in Cong Yu's bedside table."
Yaochuan Guang solemnly entrusted a 12-year-old girl with the task of taking care of a girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.
Although the scene looks strange,
But no one present felt it was out of place... after all, it was Lantian Zhu.
Hmm... but what's even stranger is why Yaochuan Guang's money is in Cong Yu's bedside table.
Has Cong Yu started managing the finances in this household?!
Of course not, it's just that Yaochuan Guang always sleeps in Cong Yu's room, so it's convenient for him to keep cash on hand.
"If I don't come back the day after tomorrow or the day after that, I'll let you know in advance. When it's mealtime, you can take Little Lan to a restaurant or eat ramen or something."
"If it's not mealtime yet and Little Lan says she's hungry, give her chocolate, dried fish, or cookies..."
In response to Yaochuan Guang's admonition, Lantian Zhu glanced at her sideways and protested, "I just don't want to go out, and I can't cook, I don't know how to use a microwave or oven... but I still know how to find cookies to eat!"
Only when she had run out of cookies would she collapse on the sofa and quietly wait to starve to death.
To be honest, this is clearly nothing to be proud of.
However, Yaochuan Guang ignored her and continued to give Xiao Cui some instructions... just like an old mother about to go on a long trip.
Cong Yu felt this was absolutely necessary.
Why?
Because Lantian Zhu cannot be expected to take care of Xiao Cui, and Xiao Cui really doesn't need to be taken care of... On the contrary, Little Lan is the kind of person who really needs Xiao Cui to take care of her.
Thankfully, it wasn't Cong Yu who had to take care of Lantian Zhu, otherwise things would have turned out badly.
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[Opal Smith: Are you coming? The Sun King said she'll come with you... We'll pick her up at the dock.]
[Cong Yu: Okay, with her around, killing kangaroos will be easier... Your mutant kangaroos are too monstrous.]
[Opal Smith: Great, it's decided then.]
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[Opal Smith: Are you coming? Cong Yu said if you come, he'll be with us, and we'll pick you up at the pier.]
[La: Hmph! Fine, then so be it!]
[Opal Smith: Great, it's decided then!]
Chapter 186 As long as you kill kangaroos, you're our friend.
It's worth noting that Cong Yu's "Jormungandr Train" is not a form of teleportation. What does this mean?
That means...
If Cong Yu were to travel from Japan to Australia on the Jormungandr Train, it wouldn't be a matter of "arriving in the blink of an eye."
This may have already been evident.
The time it takes to travel from Wind City to Central City is enough for passengers to sit down and eat a small cake, while the journey from the rooftop of a building in Wind City to the banquet takes only a few dozen seconds.
If we extrapolate the speed based on this, then the Jormungandr Train isn't actually that fast?
It seems to be just the speed of a regular taxi?
So, from Wind City to Australia, wouldn't Cong Yu have to sleep for ages on the bus before she gets there?
That's not the case, of course.
"..."
"Boom-boom-boom-boom--"
Sitting in the carriage of the Jormungandr Train, Cong Yu yawned as she cut up a yokan (sweet bean jelly)... However, the train was not as quiet as usual.
From the room at the front of the carriage, a faint rumbling sound could be heard...
That's the fuel room.
Few of those fortunate enough to ride the Jormungandr Train with Cong Yu have ever seen what the fuel compartment looks like.
Of course, there's really no need to see it for yourself.
It is unlikely that any mentally sound person, without psychological distortion, could accept the appearance of the Jormungandr Train's fuel compartment.
Those swallowed by the Jormungandr Train are usually stuffed into the carriages.
However, if Cong Yu is willing, he can simply throw it into the fuel chamber... to become fuel, or rather, nutrients.
The Jormungandr Train does not require fuel for normal operation, summoning, attacking, or defending.
Only when entering high-speed mode will it consume the "50KG" of "meat" stored in the fuel chamber to perform a movement that can be described as a "leap".
Starting price is 50 kilograms of meat; it's enough to travel from Earth to the Moon. Fixed price, fair and honest service.
However, searching for aliens is rather unrealistic.
After Cong Yu slowly stuffed the last bite of yokan into her mouth, the train was almost at its destination.
This process is very quick, taking only about the time it takes to eat a snack.
"Oh... Ah! We've arrived."
Cong Yu stretched and got off the train. Stepping over the wall, he was greeted by an empty alley... This was to be expected.
He wouldn't stoop so low as to crawl out of the wall in full view of everyone.
Then I immediately felt a chill.
Even though this is northern Australia, relatively close to the equator, it's still July. So it's quite cold for many people...
But for Cong Yu, it was merely a chill.
"..." Cong Yu looked up at the graffiti on the walls of the alley... It was mostly paintings done with oil paint and spray paint.
A chaotic mix of colors blended together.
The ears were clearly not created by a professional graffiti artist; they were simply graffiti created by an amateur to express their own ideas and creativity.
Yes, that's a nicer way to put it.
A harsher way to put it is... graffiti by street thugs.
It seems this side
The community's security is so-so... because Cong Yu remembers that graffiti is illegal in many Australia cities.
That's probably how it is in northern Australia, at least it's more chaotic than in the south.
With this in mind, Cong Yu looked at the graffiti that resembled something out of a madman while taking out her phone and sending a message to Opal.
[Cong Yu: I've arrived in Evolution City, where are you?]
[Opal Smith: Come to Evolution Port, the Sun King says she's almost there.]
"..." Evolution Port... why didn't you say so earlier?"
Cong Yu reluctantly turned on international roaming on his phone and started researching how to get to the port... Then, he discovered that the alley entrance was blocked.
At the alley entrance stood three men, sizing up Cong Yu's appearance and the cell phone in his hand... a typical Australia look.
They have brown or blue eyes, darker skin, and are relatively tall and robust. Their hair color is quite characteristic of this world...
Yes, that is, colorful.
"Hello?"
Cong Yu waved lightly in greeting, then watched as the three burly men approached her menacingly.
Is this a case of highway robbery? The public security situation is truly appalling.
Then...
"Asian? Tourist? Looking for a place to exchange money? Got separated from your friends? Need a guide? Bodyguard?"
The Australia leading the group asked this question. His skin looked great, clearly indicating that Cong Yu was spoiled and pampered.
The three of us are locals.
Another person said in slightly accented English, "If you hire them together, it's one hundred dollars per hour."
"..." doesn't seem to be a bad person.
Cong Yu felt apologetic for his habitual thinking. He put his phone away and said, "I want to go to Evolution Port. Can you tell me how to get there?"
"..."
"..." The three locals looking for work exchanged bewildered glances at Cong Yu's words...
This place is incredibly close to the port; you can practically see the pier just by looking out of the alley. And isn't that where tourists are supposed to disembark?
Are they playing us for fools?
As the three of them were thinking this, Cong Yu pulled out a hundred-dollar bill from her pocket and casually blurted out, "I have no sense of direction."
"I separated from my friends and came to play for a while. We were supposed to meet at Evolution Port, but I can't find my way... If you take me there, the money is yours."
"..." The legendary terrible navigator?!
This was the first time three young Australia had ever seen someone truly directionally challenged in real life... It's only a ten-minute walk from here to the pier!
However, it would be foolish not to make money when you can!
With this attitude, the three of them happily accepted the money, checked the safety line against the light, and then enthusiastically led Cong Yu on her journey.
"Okay! Brother, we'll definitely get you to the dock safely."
The young man, leading the way and glancing around for any danger, said, "The north side is quite dangerous. I thought tourists preferred Sydney... How did you come to Evolution City? To see the museum?"
The three men seemed quite talkative, and they asked enthusiastically, "Is your friend studying here?"
"..." Cong Yu shook his head and smiled, "My friend invited me to come kangaroo hunting... he said there was a prize."
Upon hearing this, the three immediately began a lively discussion.
"Hey, you've come to the right place! Our state has the highest prize money for kangaroo hunting... As long as you have good aim, you're guaranteed to make money."
The other person wore an expression of helplessness and indignation.
"The day before yesterday, my Aunt Ollie's fence was kicked over by a damn kangaroo. Several cows were kicked to death by these guys, and all the feed was eaten."
"Yes, they're looking for food everywhere and making a complete mess of the house. Last week, my dad was scared half to death by the invading kangaroos. He shot a light bulb and cut his forehead... Our home is about to be destroyed by these things."
All three of them looked very resentful.
Cong Yu complained about a bunch of terrible things about kangaroos, like... kangaroo meat tastes weird, smells bad, and is tough to chew.
Things like "I heard they rape sheep", "The recent fire was caused by the Flame Kangaroo", and "[I was eating sausage bread on the street at night when a kangaroo stopped me, beat me up, and stole my bread]".
Upon arriving at the port, the three bid farewell to Cong Yu, recommending several places where they could rent cars and shops where they could "get" the necessary documents while buying a hunting rifle.
Yes, it's about "getting the documents sorted out".
What a city with simple and honest people.
Chapter 187 Warrior, Mummy, Boy
Opal Smith's personal Twitter account is Opal... Of course, like most Kings, this account isn't associated with him.
Or rather, the only Monster King with the blue V verification is Saint King... even though the identities of many accounts are public.
People like Cong Yu and Takemikazuchi, who are virtually unknown wherever they go, are among the few "kings".
Well, to declare oneself king, one must naturally make it known to the whole world in a grand and dignified manner; only then can it be considered a "declaration."
In this country, monsters have taken over the functions of magical girls... but they haven't abolished magical girls; rather, they've abolished the Magical Girl Association.