Old Zhang felt awkward under the two monkeys' scornful gazes.
What was going on? How could two monkeys be so hard to handle? Didn't fine food count as new knowledge? Why weren't those tricks from anime working at all?
He coughed, then had another flash of inspiration and pointed at the flames in the stove. "Fire should count as a new discovery, right? This stuff is the vanguard of civilization!"
The monkeys looked even more contemptuous and actually started snickering.
"Eek, eek, eek!"
We discovered this stuff ages ago!
You might be strong, but your civilization is even more backward than ours! You actually treasure fire! You're so stupid!
Tickled by the thought, the two monkeys couldn't help clapping with both their hands and feet.
One monkey scampered over to its dugout canoe, picked up a red stone with some branches, and tossed it to Zhang Ming.
It radiated heat at several hundred degrees. Apparently, the two monkeys used this stone to keep warm.
Zhang Ming tossed the stone into the stove and stubbornly argued, "But this stone isn't fire... There's still a difference between a stone that gives off heat and actual fire, right?"
Even Stone Mama started gleefully repeating them, that aged voice quavering. "Eek, eek, eek!"
(You actually treasure fire? How ignorant can you be!)
"Woof, woof, woof!" Brother Hao joined in with a frenzy of barking.
Even Little White watched the commotion from the sidelines, a strange gleam in those eyes, and secretly let out a cry. "Awoo! (How ignorant can you be!)"
Secretly mocking Zhang the Great felt absolutely perfect. There was simply no stopping.
Growing increasingly embarrassed by these animals, Zhang Ming blazed with Golden Light, radiating murderous intent. "Little White, watch these two monkeys. I'm going out to kill a few bugs."
Over