Chapter 340 Gao Pengs Certificate (1/2)

After the offenders were brought down, Gao Peng casually propped an old rocking chair right in front of his gates. He wanted to see if there were any stragglers with ill intentions still out there.

It was actually pretty exhilarating, even more so than some extreme sports; nothing quite beat a headshot from a rifle to the temple.

Now that he actually thought about it, a shower of bullets actually sounded like a fun idea.

Before taking a seat, he hung small signs on himself, Flamy, Goldie, Da Zi, and Dumby.

The wooden sign hung around Da Zi's neck said ”3,500.” The one hung around Flamy's neck said ”2,800,” and the sign hung around Goldie's neck said ”2,000.”

Maybe it was because Da Zi was lying on the floor, but the sign lay flat on its head, almost as though it was wearing a helmet.

Within moments, Da Zi was bouncing off to Goldie, peering at its sign. Its math skills were elementary at best, so it could only do some simple addition.

The sign on Da Zi's head read ”3+5=8”; Goldie only had a ”2.”

”Poor Goldie only has two.” Da Zi chuckled with pity. ”Looks like I'm still Gao Peng's favorite.”

Satisfied, Da Zi went over to look at Flamy's sign and paled immediately.

Two… Eight...

Da Zi quickly did the math with its recently acquired skills.

Two plus eight equaled 10.

Boom!

Da Zi was thunderstruck.

Flamy lowered his head to look at the stunned Da Zi. It could tell that Da Zi was on one of its whimsical trips again. Not today. Flamy merely shook its head and flapped away.

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”The Southern Sky Group is just ahead. Do you see the Pearl Tower? That's Southern Sky's landmark new building in the new downtown area.” Someone pointed vaguely in the direction of the tower.

”Brother, are you really going to challenge Gao Peng?”

”Of course. He's the best in the Huaxia region. I've actually seen his fights in person before, and he's definitely as good as they say he is. However, I now have a Holy-type Lord-tier familiar that matches really well with his Ghoul-type. If I can beat him, I'll be famous!” The brown-haired teen in the lead had a cocky smile on his face.

The sky darkened slightly as they drew closer to the main entrance. They couldn't see clearly if it was Gao Peng inside; they thought it might just have been a security guard.

”Hello. We're from the Da Ying district. I'm here to challenge the strongest trainer in the Huaxia region—Gao Peng,” said the brown-haired teen in halting Chinese.

For some reason, there was a weird tension in the room after he said that.

”Sure!” Gao Peng slowly put down his tablet. ”You brought a rifle with you?”

”...” The brown-haired teen was puzzled. What the hell was a Barrett?

After giving the teen a quick once-over and determining that he wasn't a threat, the expression on Gao Peng's face grew kinder. ”You want to challenge me, boy? Why don't we discuss that over a hot meal?”

The brown-haired teen had to pinch himself to make sure that he was actually talking to the Gao Peng. He followed Gao Peng rather submissively into the adjacent room, where they had a long, animated chat.

Thirty minutes later, the brown-haired teen stumbled out of the room in a daze. Without a word, he left Southern Sky with his brother, clutching what appeared to be a certificate.

”Brother, who won? What is that?” His younger brother took the certificate from him.

The certificate was bright red and had golden letters across it that read ”Certificate of Achievement.” Beneath it were a few tiny rows of English words.