Get Out of My Pal Terminal

"This egg is about to hatch. Junior Mu, make another campfire and add some fuel!"

"On it!"

"Heh heh, a Pal Egg this big—what do you think will hatch out of it..."

"Must be a legendary beast! This Pal Egg looks super rare!"

...

By the Pal Terminal, Zhong Yi, Zhou Qiaoling, and Mu Yawen kept circling the incubator, their words dripping with excitement, full of lively chatter.

Over on the other side, Zhou Yue had just finished having Qiwanwan help him assemble another incubator.

"Bah! A bunch of snobs! Judging a book by its cover!!!"

Zhou Yue muttered under his breath as he worked.

Originally, this incubator was meant for him. But the moment Zhou Qiaoling brought back that half-person-tall Pal Egg, Zhong Yi instantly betrayed him, telling Zhou Yue to go sit in the corner.

Once the incubator was finished, Zhou Yue, with a face full of resentment, placed his rough Pal Egg inside.

His Pal Egg was smaller—it only needed one minute to hatch.

As the seconds ticked down, Zhou Yue stared at the egg, which seemed to be throbbing with new life about to burst free, and murmured to himself:

"Everyone looks down on you, so you'd better prove them wrong!"

"I'm Zhou Yue, born a mortal, cursed with a calamitous fate... How many prodigies have fallen to my hands?"

"The beasts of this world are as mighty as mountains, as countless as the seas—yet in the end, aren't they still defeated by the tiny human race?"

"What bloodline, what talent, what size... I, Zhou Yue, refuse to believe in fate!"

"And you, my Pal—surely you too..."

Before Zhou Yue could finish, the Pal Egg in the incubator suddenly shook violently, cracks beginning to appear on its shell—clearly a newborn about to break out.

"You... you were actually moved by my words!?"

Zhou Yue was overjoyed, his heart pounding with excitement.

He had already saved a slot in his party in advance, ready to welcome the new life.

"Come on! Let them see—inside this ordinary Pal Egg, an extraordinary you is being born!!!"

"Splat—!!!"

The Pal Egg shattered with a loud crack.

A Mischief Cat bounced out of it.

Before it could even steady itself, its head aligned with one direction, and it wobbled straight ahead.

Then it dove headfirst into the feed box and started chowing down on wild berries like there was no tomorrow.

"You..."

Zhou Yue took a deep breath—this scene felt painfully familiar.

With trembling hands, he opened the party panel.

Four familiar traits:

[Cowardly] [Gluttonous] [Bottomless Stomach] [Addicted to Laziness]

Just then, a massive shadow suddenly blocked his vision.

Zhou Yue turned around, just in time to see a long-necked four-legged draconic beast with green leaves atop its head and flowers blooming on its back.

"Hahaha! Its name is Liangyelong—the eyes are so big and cute!! I love this design!"

"Let me see... whoa, level 5 Planting, level 5 Gathering, level 3 Mining? That's insane!! The Pals at our base all have level 1 skills..."

"Hmm, it looks pretty strong."

"No no no, I want it to fight alongside me, to protect me!"

...

The stark contrast at that moment stabbed deep into Zhou Yue's heart.

He dashed to the Pal Terminal in a single stride and hastily sent the Mischief Cat away.

Even as its form faded, the little rascal still stuffed two more wild berries into its mouth—making Zhou Yue's head spin just watching it.

"Get out!! Get out of my Pal Terminal!!!"

...

After watching the hatching commotion, the four went back to their own tasks.

Mu Yawen got the location of the giant Pal Egg from Zhou Qiaoling and decided to try her luck over there as well.

Zhou Qiaoling, meanwhile, found a new teleport point and was about to continue exploring.

"Old Zhong, what are you planning to do?"

Zhou Yue, all geared up, looked over at Zhong Yi.

"Now that I can finally fly, I'm thinking of checking out the farther regions."

Zhong Yi smiled, looking west toward a colossal volcanic mountain range shrouded in gray smoke from a thousand miles away, his eyes full of anticipation.

"And you, Old Zhou?"

"Me?"

Zhou Yue's mouth twitched as he turned and walked back the way he came.

"I'm going to hunt Mischief Cats!!!"

...

...

Zhou Qiaoling's figure appeared in a small settlement.

"Heh heh, good thing I'm the first one to find this place... folks, here~ I~ come~~"

Zhou Qiaoling grinned sneakily.

They were all veteran players of Minecraft.

What did a village mean?

It meant a bunch of unclaimed resources just sitting there for the taking.

If anyone else found out, they'd definitely want a piece of the pie, so Zhou Qiaoling chose to keep it secret, sneaking over all by herself to mooch around.

The small village was modest but fully equipped.

At the entrance was a ranch, with three plump Mozzarina, a Cattiva, and a Bush Deer inside.

There weren't many residents in the village, but every household kept a Pal.

In the center of the village, the old chief sat in his chair soaking up the sun, while a Flame Deer nearby was boiling water.

By the pond behind the village, a Teafant was giving a Mischief Cat its bath, pouring water over it.

The picture of humans and Pals living together was warm and harmonious.

Zhou Qiaoling circled the village, taking it all in, and finally returned to the village entrance.

"So poor..." she sighed.

The villagers clearly didn't have a habit of hoarding treasures, or they hid them really well.

Either way, she couldn't find any wooden chests or storage containers.

She couldn't even chisel away at the buildings.

If this were Minecraft, she wouldn't leave the villagers a single bed, and she'd count herself virtuous for tossing a few stones into the chests.

"This is about the only thing worth anything..."

Zhou Qiaoling stared at the sleeping Mozzarina, pulled out a Pal Sphere from her waist, and clicked her tongue.

These domesticated Pals gathered together and didn't scatter just because a human showed up—at least they were easier to catch.

"Heh heh! I want some beef~~"

Zhou Qiaoling happily tossed the Pal Sphere.

Unfortunately, the basic blue Pal Sphere didn't have a very high capture rate against Pals above level 10.

The Pal Sphere vibrated in the air a few times before falling to the ground.

The Mozzarina broke free from the sphere, instantly entering battle mode.

"Hmph! Little Pal, let's see where you can run~~"

Zhou Qiaoling remained calm and collected.

The Pals in her party now all had excellent stats—she had nothing to fear.

"Moo---"

The Mozzarina let out a long, loud cry.

"Yell all you want, no one's coming to save—... huh?"

Zhou Qiaoling froze mid-sentence.

Because the previously peaceful village suddenly lit up with a dense cluster of hostile markers.

Click. Click.

From behind her came the sound of countless magical rounds being chambered.

Zhou Qiaoling turned around bit by bit, and saw rows upon rows of level 40 Self-Defense Force soldiers clad in black, rifles raised, staring daggers at her.

At the same time, the words [Wanted: 1 Star] appeared above her head.

"Guys... a bite of beef isn't worth all this, right?"

"I won't eat it, I won't eat it!"

"Help!! They're killing me!!!"

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