Honey and Sugar Bean chatted on the couch for a while longer. There were too many commercials, and this was still the only channel they could watch.
But when the commercials began promoting reusable sanitary pads, Su Ming truly despaired at Channel 52's choice of advertisers. They really accepted every kind of business. What a ruthless bunch.
Although he knew Channel 52 had always maintained a vague connection with External Force, and that this television station organized by the "Wall-Breakers" was naturally a gathering place for lunatics, their shamelessness was truly excessive. Even if they were running a social media account online to cash in on sponsorships, they couldn't possibly make something so devoid of limits, could they?
Shaking his head, Su Ming changed the subject and asked the little lunatic in his arms, "Sugar Bean, Zombie Tyrannomon's warm-up is about done. I'm planning to find it a monster to fight. Where do you think a monster sleeping underground somewhere in the United States would be?"
Finding monsters that slept underground was difficult. When they hibernated, nearly all their biological characteristics vanished, making them as indistinguishable from stone as possible. Unless one searched inch by inch with geological equipment, it was hard to locate a dormant monster.
The fact that they could sleep from ancient times until today showed that, when it came to sleeping, they possessed a talent other creatures could hardly match.
"Do you want me to analyze it with psychology? Too bad I never studied monster psychology." Harley cracked a little joke, then shifted her head beneath the man's neck and settled comfortably into a nook. "But they're living creatures, right? Unlike this collective of dead bodies fused with zombies, those native monsters are all living animals, right?"
Since arriving in this world, she had yet to