Chapter 422 Bei Qing Yan (2/2)

It began sipping happily on the juice box that it had just rescued from Gao Peng's clutches.

”That's really not necessary,” said the white-robed maiden while chewing a particularly huge chunk of meat in her mouth.

”I have a canned food factory back home. A canned food factory is a place where canned foods like the ones you just ate are mass-produced and then sold to the public,” explained Gao Peng. He seemed to have discovered one of her likes. He was ready to go back home and buy a canned food factory just to impress her. She was, after all, the owner of a familiar which, despite being in a sealed state, was still a King-tier entity.

To his surprise, the white-robed maiden shook her head. She said, ”No, I have to be ready for their return.”

'They'? Who's 'they'?

She then apologetically put down the canned food in her hands. Glancing at Gao Peng, she pushed the canned food back towards him. ”I can't eat any more of this...”

Gao Peng broke into laughter. ”It's all right. You've done me a great service. A couple of cans won't be enough to express how thankful I am for your help. Don't worry, I have plenty of things back home that are more delicious than canned food. I promise that I'll send them over to you when I get back.”

The white-robed maiden was touched by this. ”You're a really good man, you!” she said.

Gao Peng felt somewhat uncomfortable about being described as a good man.

”Oh yeah, how old are you?” he asked in an attempt to alleviate the awkwardness he was feeling right then.

”I'm 26,” she replied.

Noticing Gao Peng's look of disbelief, she continued, ”I've spent most of my time in the Casket of Eternal Winter. My body can't age while in cryogenic stasis.”

Even though Gao Peng's social skills were subpar at best, he still had enough common sense to know that age was a subject best avoided during conversations with ladies. Gao Peng decided not to start a debate with her as to whether or not the human body was indeed incapable of aging while in cryogenic stasis.

He started chatting with the white-robed maiden for a bit. She grew more enthusiastic as they chatted, as if she hadn't had someone to talk to for a long time.

Bei Qing Yan was her name. According to her, everyone in her tribe had the Bei surname.

Tribe… Gao Peng was a bit taken aback by this. He had heard of ancient tribes that had existed on the planet millennia ago. Back then, these primitive human beings farmed the land and hunted for a living. Many relics were unearthed as proof of their existence. However, these ancient tribes were wiped out overnight by a mysterious catastrophe.

Atlantis was said to be one of these primitive civilizations. Some scholars believed that Atlantis was simply a civilized 'tribe' that had existed in ancient times, and that there had been more of them in those days. Unfortunately, this theory wasn't widely accepted by mainstream academia.

”Have you heard of Atlantis?” asked Gao Peng.

”Atlantis?”

Bei Qing Yan looked at Gao Peng. Then she nodded. ”I've heard of the Atlantean tribe from my father. It's quite far from the Arctic tribe here, which is the reason why we rarely came into contact with them.”

A day passed, and the Desolate Frost Lion crawled out of the tank. Blue steam swirled around it. It twitched its nose. Then, without warning, it let out a huge sneeze!

”Achoo!”

Even though he had been expecting this for a whole day, Gao Peng was still thrilled to see that the lion had finally reached King-tier.

”Awoo!” The King-tier Desolate Frost Lion swaggered towards Gao Peng.

”For now, King-tier is the highest tier a monster can reach. Monsters higher than King-tier can't enter this world while its limits are still in place. It's like the planet's own defense mechanism, keeping out monsters that are far too powerful for its inhabitants to handle presently,” said Bei Qing Yan.