Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 406

Chapter 406: 406

"Do you want me to leave the dorm key for you?"

Yang Hongzhi, who was packing his luggage, asked Feng Yuan, who was tidying up the room and smiled,

"No need, it’s boring here all by myself."

Yang Hongzhi opened his mouth to speak but, in the end, said nothing. Although he and Feng Yuan were friends, he wasn’t sure whether it was appropriate to invite Feng Yuan to his house for the New Year. After they parted at the school gate, Feng Yuan wrapped his cloak tighter and put on his hood, saying,

"Didn’t expect it to be overcast."

The shadow of Agunas glanced at Feng Yuan but said nothing, sensing that Feng Yuan was up to something again.

"How about a snowstorm? I’ve never seen a proper one here ."

"Snow conjured by ultimate moves doesn’t count as normal, no matter how you look at it."

"Who says! That’s a celestial phenomenon!"

Agunas’s shadow merely glanced at Feng Yuan and didn’t bother to explain, and sure enough, after a moment, Feng Yuan, feeling bored, shrugged and said,

"You’re not going to argue with me?"

"No need."

"Oooh, Little Crocodile, you’ve changed ."

As Feng Yuan was making desultory conversation with Agunas, his phone suddenly rang. Puzzled, he took out his phone and said,

"Are those telemarketing ads really that dedicated? Not even taking a break for the New Year."

"Hello, what’s up?"

"Now? Isn’t it inconvenient?"

"Is that so?"

"..."

"...It’s not that I’m upset... just doesn’t seem quite right..."

"If they don’t mind, I don’t really have a problem..."

"Alright, I’ll be right over."

...

After hanging up, Feng Yuan took a deep breath and excitedly said to Xiao Ji,

"Qi Chen invited us over to his house for New Year ."

Xiao Ji responded nonchalantly, lacking energy after several days immersed in gaming. Now, she was following Feng Yuan with a tired face. Pomiti was comfortably curled up in Feng Yuan’s arms, enjoying a warm and blissful sleep, while Dreaming Dragon Baby, whose desire for gourmet food outweighed the urge for gaming, didn’t seem as exhausted from overindulging in games as Xiao Ji.

Right now, Dreaming Dragon Baby was floating beside Feng Yuan, continuously scanning the area as if looking for some special snack store.

"Sorry for the intrusion ."

Facing Qi Xiaoshuang, who had opened the door, Feng Yuan said with a smile. After giving Feng Yuan a once-over, Qi Xiaoshuang calmly said,

"If you don’t want to get a sermon from my brother, you’d better cover up those dark circles under your eyes."

"Xiao Shuang, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Feng Yuan is here; I helped him open the door."

"We’re making dumplings right now, you came at the right time. Wash your hands and join us in making dumpl...ings."

Qi Chen, while speaking, saw Feng Yuan’s dark circles and said speechlessly,

"What on earth are you up to, looking like that?"

"I knew it! That’s why your level rose so quickly! You’ve been grinding non-stop!"

Kang Ping, who was absentmindedly wrapping dumplings, instantly understood the reason. After all, Qi Chen hadn’t been online much these days because he was busy with New Year preparations at home. Qi Xiaoshuang, though fond of the White Wolf Deity, didn’t take much interest in repetitive monster-killing games and didn’t pay much attention to Feng Yuan’s level.

Only Kang Ping, who often teamed up with Feng Yuan for dungeons, was a bit puzzled. Now, seeing Feng Yuan’s state, how could he not know that Feng Yuan had been playing games while everyone else was asleep?

"Are you insane?! Does the game mean that much to you that you need to grind so hard?"

Qi Chen, after washing his hands, came back, pushed Feng Yuan into his own room and said,

"You, get some proper rest now. I’ll call you when it’s time to eat."

"No need, I’m not sleepy, and I don’t want to miss out on making dumplings ."

Upon reflection, seeing that Feng Yuan indeed didn’t look tired, Qi Chen sighed and said,

"Fine, if you feel sleepy, go rest by yourself."

"Cut it out, with your skills, you’ll not only fail at wrapping dumplings, but you won’t even be able to handle the dough."

Glancing at the Dreaming Dragon Baby floating around, Feng Yuan, who was making dumplings, said irritably as the Dreaming Dragon Baby gave him a dissatisfied glare and cautiously tried to grasp a dumpling wrapper with its claw, inevitably puncturing it. Feng Yuan cast a glance at the Dreaming Dragon Baby and said,

"Do you think I’d lie to you?"

Seeing Pomiti carefully wrapping spherical dumplings, Feng Yuan said somewhat helplessly,

"We’re making dumplings, not rolling sweet rice balls... Pomiti, if you can’t make them, just stop and go play over there."

After another attempt, Pomiti successfully wrapped a dumpling with its tiny hands and, proud of its achievement, held the dumpling up and hopped around for everyone to see.

Amused, Feng Yuan touched Pomiti’s forehead with a floury finger, leaving a white dot on its fluffy head, and laughed as he said,

"Okay, we know you can make dumplings now, no need to hop around."

"Where’s Big Cat? Why don’t I see it?"

While making dumplings, Qi Chen asked with curiosity. The only Spirit Beast that wasn’t accompanying Feng Yuan was Big Cat, and its absence was unexplained. Feng Yuan replied calmly,

"It’s still busy with game stuff; there are still quite a few things that need fixing."

"I see..."

"By the way, can I make extra dumplings? Never mind, I’ll just bring some ingredients over later."

"What are you going to do?"

Qi Chen looked at Feng Yuan with slight confusion as Feng Yuan smiled and said,

"I don’t think it’s nice for Yao Yin to spend New Year’s alone at the hotel."

"Yao Yin?..."

Remembering who Yao Yin was, Qi Chen fell silent. After all, Yao Yin wasn’t really connected to him, and he couldn’t bring himself to invite her to celebrate the New Year together. At that moment, the phantom form of Agunas spoke up,

"You don’t need to worry about that; she has already gone to visit Guo Huai’s place and will likely spend the New Year there."

"Guo Huai? Why did he invite her, what’s he up to?"

Feng Yuan was puzzled. After all, no matter how one looked at it, Guo Huai and Yao Yin didn’t seem particularly close. The phantom form of Agunas flicked its tail and said,

"It seems he wants to learn some knowledge about alchemy from her, and in exchange, he invited Yao Yin to spend New Year’s at his house."

"I see."

"How about you sleep with Xiao Chen tonight?"

Qi Chen’s mother, having remembered something, suggested to Feng Yuan, who smiled and waved his hand, saying,

"No need, I’ll just sleep on the couch."

"But that’s not really appropriate... after all, it’s the first day of the New Year..."

"It’s fine—"

"Why don’t you let him sleep at our place? We had an extra room when we bought it that we’re not using right now."

Qi Chen’s aunt suggested. Feng Yuan, still smiling, refused. He had already discussed this issue with Qi Chen over a phone call. His aunt had been frightened by that attack incident, not only fleeing to Maomu City for shelter but also buying a second-hand property as a fallback option. This very reason was why Qi Chen had invited Feng Yuan over as a guest.

"Omeilia Region is really... one problem after another... first the Black Towers, now internal strife... we had promised him a visit but now that’s off."

Watching the emergency news on the television, Qi Chen’s aunt spoke with a hint of regret, although Qi Chen felt she sounded more like she was showing off. Nonetheless, he politely smiled and sat down to listen.

"Let’s go—time to grind monsters—don’t mind my mom, acting like a trip to Omeilia is something grand," Kang Ping whispered, pulling Feng Yuan along, then looked around furtively, relieved when he saw his mother didn’t seem to have heard what he had just said. At that moment, Qi Xiaoshuang disdainfully remarked,

"Can’t we just not play games during the New Year’s celebration?"

"If not games, then what?"

Glancing at Kang Ping, Qi Xiaoshuang said,

"Isn’t setting off fireworks an option?"

Qi Chen, as if he had heard something dangerous, warily stared at Feng Yuan and said,

"Don’t you cause any trouble!"

"Hey! I haven’t done anything! What’s with that look, like I’m some kind of criminal?!"

"Who told you to try to use high-powered explosives to make fireworks last year? You even talked about a grand fireworks display that the whole city would see."

"High... high-powered explosives?!"

Qi Xiaoshuang stared at Feng Yuan, at a loss for words, not quite understanding where he had gotten those from.

"It’s not like it was successful. Really, it’s all your fault for calling the principal over, and because of that, the explosives I took so much effort to obtain were all confiscated."