Chapter 60: Chapter 60: The White Phoenix Parrot’s Outburst

Wang Xiaosheng turned his head threateningly: “Ungrateful son! Get back here immediately!”

He was furious: “Do you even understand? If this goes on, your White Phoenix Parrot will be ruined!”

“What the hell are you talking about!” Wang Dawei was also getting heated, disregarding that the person opposite him was his father, and swore, “You say it’s ruined, and it’s ruined?! Do you have the right? Aren’t you a nouveau riche, knowing shit about shit!”

“****!” This made Wang Xiaosheng start a self-destructive verbal battle, “I should have damn well shot you against the wall, a useless bird matches a piece of garbage like you born from a nouveau riche, you’re mindless, it’s unhappy, the pair of you starring in a TV show would fucking blow up!”

“****”

No one expected that the seemingly amicable Wang Xiaosheng could erupt with words like a Gatling gun, not repeating himself once, while Wang Dawei wasn’t much inferior in prowess, but Xiaosheng’s seniority and those recent words lingered in Wang Dawei’s heart, rendering him unable to muster even thirty percent of his potential, essentially allowing Xiaosheng to have a one-sided output.

But the next words made Wang Dawei clench his fists, gritting his teeth.

“Waste, freeloader, parasite, what did that classmate of yours feed you? Have him talk to me! I’m not done with him! Is ruining the student’s prospects not enough, does he want to destroy your future too!”

“Lin…”

“Hey…”

“Shh, it’s coming.”

Lin Guang remained calm, raised his hand, stopping Miaomiao and Vishdair, who sensed something too. He stared intently at Wang Dawei and the White Phoenix Parrot in his arms—though the camera angle couldn’t capture it—it stood straight on Dawei’s legs, with its twenty to thirty centimeter wings spread, and the multicolored crest atop its head stood upright, resembling a bird puffed up to sing (in Monster Hunter), the eyes once wise like those of a husky now carried a piercing spirit filled with oppression and anger, looking up at the small box (phone).

Wang Dawei was in a similar state of being overly excited yet unable to speak, breathing ceaselessly, his innate talent subconsciously mobilizing, eyes locked on the screen with flickers of rage.

At this moment, Wang Dawei and the White Phoenix Parrot’s gazes seemed astonishingly similar, like suppressed volcanoes growing ever brighter.

This was… a sign of eruption.

“…Huh?!”

On the screen, Hu Tuzhi, who was ready to leave and no longer witness this farce, suddenly noticed something, froze in place.

“Cover your ears.”

Lin Guang murmured, causing Miaomiao and Vishdair to instinctively follow his advice.

The next moment, the White Phoenix Parrot opened its beak toward the sky.

“Screech!!!!”

In that instant, even within the supposed soundproof compartment, all three simultaneously heard a mental shriek, showing a dazed expression, their thoughts directly halted.

Lin Guang, after a momentary stupor of about a second, regained clarity—this despite being twenty meters away and having reduced the shock by covering his ears—his face broke into a delighted smile, shaking Miaomiao and Vishdair back to reality.

Entering the training room, the three found Wang Dawei spun onto the ground unconscious, beside him was the majestic bird, its feet stomping on Dawei’s phone, flapping its wings, pecking at the phone with its beak, cursing:

“So high! Crab-catching! Dumbass! Big Dumbass!”

Much like a knight charging at a windmill, its spirit commendable, albeit appearing somewhat adorably foolish.

After a while, with a crisp breaking sound, the phone screen finally went dark. It stopped its actions, lifted its little bird head, like a champion claiming victory, flew to Dawei’s head, while pecking, yelled: “Get up! Get up! Eat! Eat!”

After some time, Wang Dawei opened his eyes, groggily asking: “What eat? Didn’t we just eat?”

“Perhaps that roar consumed most of its Ether.” Lin Guang speculated.

“Huh?”

After a long pause, Wang Dawei returned to his senses, fixing Lin Guang with a peculiar gaze for a moment, then suddenly burst forward, excitedly hugging Lin Guang: “Damn this feels so fucking good!”

“Is this skill the one you’re talking about?! Amazing control skill! A true Spiritual Element!”

“Correct.” Lin Guang smiled and nodded, silently peeked with the Eye of Omniscience and Omnipotence, “I name this skill ’Spiritual Scream’, though it seems like sound waves, it actually acts directly on the spirit, covering ears can slightly dampen its power, but the real reason lies in suggesting a mental defense.”

“Awesome! Truly awesome! My big bird!” Wang Dawei gleefully released Lin Guang, eyes shining, “That so-called expert is a total idiot, talking bullshit, I knew you would never lie to me!”

Miaomiao watched this scene, eyes full of astonishment.

And Vishdair, with an unusual expression, glanced at the White Phoenix Parrot, clicking his tongue in wonder, then nudged Lin Guang’s arm, “Get me one too.”

Unfortunately, Lin Guang, though a game domain expert, was only like a student who got the answers to the last few pages of the summer practice book, with just the answers, not the solving process, and needed to learn more theoretical knowledge before attempting Terran cultivation himself.

“Maybe someday.”

Casually dealing with Vishdair, Lin Guang poured some cold water on Wang Dawei.

“This skill has some drawbacks. First, it hasn’t fully learned this skill yet.”

“This is just instinctual stimulation in response to external stimulus, much like how humans rarely sneeze on command, to thoroughly learn it, it needs at least several similar tries, to remember the feeling, and the behavior is burdensome, even if your White Phoenix Parrot is a prodigy among its kind, I’d still suggest spacing out each attempt a few days at least.”

Wang Dawei still overwhelmingly excited: “No problem! I’ll use money as needed! That potion you used was expensive, right? Not enough, I’ll add more!”

“Secondly, even after learning this skill, it would probably need some buildup time when used.”

Lin Guang commented using his in-game experience, “Generally, if you don’t want to waste time in play, you need to charge up before you enter the field for immediate eruption; if you plan to use some mouth-based skills beforehand, it might deplete the energy.”

“Oh, is that so, not a big deal then, strong skills often come with costs, I learned that while playing cards long ago.”

“As long as you know.”

Wang Dawei bent down to pick up the phone off the ground, discovering the screen looked like a spiderweb, and the call naturally ended, “Ugh, these Fruit Phones are so lame, next time I might just switch back to domestic ones. Lucky for that old bastard, I’m not about to chase after a defeated opponent, or else I’d have shown him my verbal prowess.”

Just then, Wang Dawei’s phone rang again, he glanced at the shattered screen to see the number, then smirked, “Not Wang Xiaosheng’s.”

As if recalling something, Wang Dawei apologized profusely to Lin Guang, which was the first time Lin Guang saw him being remorseful, he placed his hands together with a smile and said, “Sorry, sorry, it was Wang Xiaosheng’s nonsense that misled me to doubt you, buddy, I honestly didn’t mean it. I don’t have anything on me now, but when I get back, I’ll bust that old fool’s rice and make it up to you!”

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