Chapter 725 - : Riding A Bull and Carrying Wood (1/2)

<strong>Translator: </strong>CKtalon

Zhou Wen hurriedly found an empty spot and took out a mirror from his chaos space to take a look at his face.

Zhou Wen was immediately stunned.

There was a pitch-black word, “slave,” on his originally smooth forehead. It looked as if it had been written in ink, and was written beautifully.

“Ol’ Ante, what’s going on? Are you up to no good?” Zhou Wen hurriedly rubbed it with his hand, but no matter how he rubbed it, the word “slave” seemed to be embedded into his flesh. Despite abrading his skin, the word “slave” was still clearly visible.

The antelope wore an innocent expression like a human. Then, it wrote a line on the ground with its hooves. “I told you to carry it, but you didn’t. You can’t blame me.”

“You mean that piece of wood?” Zhou Wen was slightly taken aback.

The antelope nodded with a faint smile as it looked at the word “slave” on Zhou Wen’s head with an admiring gaze.

Zhou Wen hurriedly took out the wooden log from the chaos space and placed it on the ground. He asked the antelope in an extremely distrustful tone, “Tell me honestly, what is this?”

The antelope looked at Zhou Wen with an innocent look as though it was saying: “I’m just an antelope. I can’t speak.”

Zhou Wen had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask, “Will the word on my forehead disappear if I carry it?”

The antelope quickly nodded as though it was waiting for Zhou Wen to say that.

Zhou Wen had tried all sorts of methods to remove the mark on his forehead to no avail. All he could do was give it a try. He raised one end of the log with both hands and lifted it with his shoulder.

The log was really heavy. Even with Zhou Wen’s strength, he found it difficult to lift it up.

However, when Zhou Wen looked into the mirror, he realized that the slave word on his forehead had really vanished.

Zhou Wen placed the log on the ground and the word “slave” appeared again. When he lifted it up, it vanished.

“Ol’ Ante, what the hell is this? Are you expecting me to carry it all the time?” Zhou Wen felt like killing the antelope, but he was no match against it.

Antelope didn’t give excuses. It drew another line of words on the ground with its hooves. “Go to the Imperial Capital and terminate the contract.”

“You mean that as long as we get it to the Imperial Capital, we can terminate this contract?” Zhou Wen asked.

Seeing the antelope nod, Zhou Wen asked, “Then can I put it away and take it to the Imperial Capital?”

Zhou Wen planned on wearing a hat to cover the word “slave” on his forehead. The log was just too heavy. He could forget about doing anything while carrying it.

“If you aren’t afraid of death, sure.” The antelope wrote a few succinct words.

Zhou Wen immediately felt his balls ache as he thought to himself, If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have shot my mouth and tried to share the benefits with the antelope.

Suddenly, Zhou Wen realized that something was amiss.

With the antelope’s usual lazy personality, it wouldn’t have dug itself. It would definitely have gotten Zhou Wen to help it.

However, it had started the digging itself and at an extremely slow pace. Zhou Wen realized from recalling the sequence of events that the antelope was clearly trying to entice him into offering his help.

What kind of society is this? Even an antelope will lie? Zhou Wen was somewhat depressed. It was too late to say anything now. If he were to question the antelope now, not only would it not help matters, but he would also be making a fool of himself.