It's Impressive, But It's a Bit Too Hard on the Pals

"Finally made it, this thing was quite a hassle..."

"No kidding! It even required smelting metal ingots!"

"Damn near killed me... I hauled so many loads of ore back and forth..."

"Why does it look so weird?"

...

The four of them chattered away around the Pal Equipment Workbench for quite a while.

Unlike the saddles and harnesses they had made before, Qiwanwan's signature item was a peculiar-shaped cannon barrel.

"Isn't this Uluru's cannon?" Zhong Yi couldn't help but feel it looked familiar.

"Qiwanwan's rocket launcher? What even is a rocket?"

Zhou Yue curiously hoisted the launcher onto his shoulder and looked it over.

By now, the cultivators had long grown accustomed to the strange terms Lu Ze kept pulling out of thin air. Once you accepted those premises, sometimes they even seemed kind of cool.

"No time to waste—let's find a spot and test out its power!"

Having witnessed the firepower of the Ember Fox's flamethrower, the four of them couldn't help but feel excited about Qiwanwan's rocket launcher, which unlocked at a higher level.

Led by Zhong Yi, the four arrived at the spawn point of the Fast Swift Weasel.

A freshly respawned Fast Swift Weasel was staring at them with its big, watery eyes, curiously sizing them up.

"Too cute... I can't bring myself to do it..." Zhou Qiaoling lamented.

"It's fine—Qiwanwan is cute too."

Zhou Yue grinned and summoned his Qiwanwan, activating its Partner Skill and pulling out the rocket launcher.

"Squeak! Squeak? Squeak!!"

Qiwanwan crawled into the cannon barrel while letting out reluctant cries, squirming wildly inside, its face both pitiful and miserable.

"Huh??? We're using Qiwanwan as a spirit bullet to fire out?!"

Zhou Yue was once again shocked by Lu Ze's wild imagination.

"What's up with this little thing? That expression... it just makes you want to bully it a little!"

Zhou Qiaoling giggled as she poked Qiwanwan's cheeks.

"Here goes!"

Zhou Yue didn't care about any of that. He aimed right at the Fast Swift Weasel's forehead and pulled the trigger.

With Uluru's patrol fire earlier, they were already familiar with how rocket launchers worked. They easily squeezed the trigger, and Qiwanwan inside the cannon barrel shot out like a cannonball, flames and smoke trailing from its rear, hurtling straight toward the Fast Swift Weasel.

"Squeak~%...&...%#¥"

Qiwanwan's screams faded into the distance.

Then they became a roar.

"Boom—!!"

[-391]

"???"

"Holy sht?? That damage?!"

"A level 11 Qiwanwan hit for almost 400?!"

"Whoa!! The Fast Swift Weasel is about to die!!"

...

In the early game where everyone was dealing dozens of damage per hit, a skill hitting triple digits—and not just barely over a hundred—was absolutely insane.

If they encountered a Pal with type disadvantage, and leveled Qiwanwan up more, breaking a thousand in one hit wouldn't be out of the question.

"Qiwanwan, you're amazing! Qiwanwan? Huh? Where did Qiwanwan go?"

Zhong Yi searched around, wanting another shot, but he couldn't see Qiwanwan anywhere.

He looked down.

Qiwanwan's icon was completely red—it had entered a near-death state.

"Holy sht!! Qiwanwan is dead!!!"

Qiwanwan's rocket launcher used Qiwanwan itself as the projectile, detonating against the enemy.

It was a somewhat cruel method, yet somehow, under the influence of the art style and the game's atmosphere, no one found it wrong.

It felt like their moral bottom line was slowly sinking lower and lower.

Many years later, when Zhong Yi looked back on how he had become the landlord of the Pal Continent, he would always remember this moment.

...

After a quick cleanup, they took the second Fast Swift Weasel under their command.

"This rocket launcher is pretty strong... it's just a bit rough on Qiwanwan," Zhou Yue commented.

"Then... what if we prepare a few more Qiwanwans?" Zhou Qiaoling had a sudden idea.

"Look, our party has 5 slots. Each of us brings one main combat Pal, and fill the other 4 slots with Qiwanwan. That way, we can launch 4 Qiwanwans at once."

"Four people means 16 of them."

"If one hits for 300, 16 of them hit for 4800. Who could possibly be our match on the Pal Continent?"

Hearing Zhou Qiaoling's analysis, Zhong Yi couldn't help but nod in approval.

"Junior sister Qiaoling, brilliant! This tactic feels like it has real potential!"

"You know what, you're right... doesn't the Forest Mammoth only have like 4600 HP? If we smash 16 Qiwanwans into it, wouldn't we just take it down outright?"

"Exactly, exactly! Let's get on it right now!"

...

The three of them were in complete agreement and immediately began preparing for the Forest Mammoth subjugation plan.

Only Mu Yawen stood aside, scratching her head and muttering quietly:

"How strange..."

"Didn't senior brother Zhong say we must never harm Pals..."

"Did I misremember?"

...

...

The four returned to their base and immediately got to work preparing for the Forest Mammoth subjugation.

All the Qiwanwans in the base had been drafted into service, and they even took them out to level up a bit.

Preparations complete, the four marched confidently into the Forest Mammoth's territory.

Zhong Yi and the others treated the illusion with great ceremony, standing beneath the giant vulture statue, each raising a glass of warm milk as they stared boldly at the Mammoth in the distance.

“From this day forth, no more Mammoth! Cheers!!”

“Cheers!!!”

“Squeak squeak squeak!”

Four Qiwanwan waddled by their legs, stretching out their tiny wings and joining in the fun.

The next moment, all four moved in perfect unison, pulling rocket launchers from their backpacks.

“Squeak?”

“Squeak!! Squeak!!!”

The four Qiwanwan’s eyes went wide, snot bubbles popping and hanging forgotten.

“Go forth! Qiwanwan!!!”

Zhong Yi led the charge, raising his rocket launcher, loading a Qiwanwan into the barrel, and aiming squarely at the Mammoth’s big plump rear.

The other three followed suit.

Four blue projectiles shot toward the Mammoth, accompanied by shrieks of despair.

[-7]

[-9]

[-7]

[-11]

When those pitiful little numbers floated up from the Mammoth, Zhong Yi felt his soul leave his body.

“Damn!! I forgot about the level difference!!!”

The dream of taking down the Mammoth shattered.

The four fled in panic, the Mammoth chasing them relentlessly from behind.

They didn’t dare look back, but they could still feel it—the Mammoth getting closer and closer, because the trembling of the ground grew stronger and stronger.

“What do we do, what do we do…”

Zhou Qiaoling was terrified out of her wits. She had stuffed herself full of fancy little junk, and she refused to die in some godforsaken wilderness again.

Seeing that the teleport point was still a distance away, she suddenly spotted a humanoid NPC standing up ahead.

The name above its head read [Pal Training Veteran].

“I’m a newbie, you’re a veteran—surely you can take this thing down, right??”

Zhou Qiaoling grabbed onto it like a lifesaver, ducking straight behind the Pal Training Veteran.

“Bro, I’m counting on you!!”

The next moment, the Mammoth’s skill came crashing down, launching the Pal Training Veteran clean into the sea.

“Holy crap, bro, you’re way too weak…”

Zhou Qiaoling’s eyes filled with despair, but then a flash of inspiration hit—she summoned her Whirlwind Weasel and hopped right onto its back.

With a mount under her, she bolted straight to the teleport point.

“Big bros, seniors, take care!!!”

“You freaking…”

Zhou Yue’s mouth twitched. He was just about to curse when Zhou Qiaoling’s figure vanished from sight.

“Great. Looks like we’re done for…”

Zhong Yi took a deep breath, staring at the Mammoth right in front of him.

His stamina was completely drained, and even dodging was a struggle now.

Sure, he had traded with Zhou Qiaoling for a Wolf Hound, but he hadn’t gotten around to crafting a saddle yet, so he couldn’t ride it.

“Seniors, you two go on ahead… I’ll hold it off!”

Mu Yawen’s face was set with determination as he turned to face the Mammoth.

He planted his feet, braced his stance, and clapped his palms together.

“Come on! Let me see where the limits of the physical body lie in this world!!!”

“Junior Mu…”

Zhong Yi was genuinely moved, but Zhou Yue grabbed him by the collar.

“Move it! Don’t waste Junior Mu’s sacrifice—whoa!?”

Before he could finish, a whirlwind of grass grazed past his scalp.

If Zhou Yue hadn’t dodged in time, he’d have been one-shot on the spot.

“Senior… it seems like… it isn’t even looking at me…”

Mu Yawen scratched his head, looking utterly confused.

The Mammoth acted as if it couldn’t see him at all, baring its big teeth and charging straight at Zhou Yue’s rear, chasing the latter until he was howling in misery.

“Oh… I get it now! Senior Zhou is staying behind as bait… Truly, Senior Zhou, what a noble sacrifice!”

“Noble sacrifice my ass!! Why is this beast only after me… Damn it! I’m gonna die!!!”

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