Chapter 551: NO.134: This time you really ought to glare

NO. 134: This time you really ought to glare.

Night.

The summer night was stuffy yet restless, with many citizens coming out to walk the streets as it cooled down, and many patrons filling the cafés.

Also in such a night, the café manager, upon seeing the alien clerk always sitting in front of the large upright terminal, also naturally felt dissatisfied.

"Aibolute, what are you messing around with again?"

The subtext of this remark was obviously "Won't you come help?"

But the alien had no intention of responding to Earth's subtext, and kept fiddling with the terminal screen.

When the manager questioned him, instead he seized the opportunity and pulled the manager over:

"You came just in time, Zhantu; come confirm—this guy is the one who originally sent you and Longwo to visit, right?"

"?" Gazing at the tall, menacing demon displayed on the other's screen, Tongsheng Zhantu wasn't frightened, but he did freeze for a moment.

"Who can recognize this appearance? At least give a portrait!"

"But this is Aomo Lindun, aren't you trying to hide him?" evolto glanced up.

As a member of the alien Blood Clan, he could both possess certain organisms and mimic other life forms; that bizarre, skinsuit-like biological form was his fully evolved shape, but when mimicking humans he was also constrained by human anatomy.

That is, his gaze and expression—if not deliberately controlled, that seemingly gentle smile was full of indifference and suspicion.

Facing her was like facing a snake, enough to make a rabbit's whole body tense.

But Tongsheng Zhantu is no longer the immature rabbit he once was.

Faced with evolto's demeanor, he would only lift the metal tray holding the tea and drinkware and cover it:

"Conceal? Conceal what? Do I have to outright tell you to work? First look at what I wrote in your observation report about you being restless!"

He is now evolto's monitoring clerk, regularly sending reports to the police station, the content of which is undoubtedly about evolto.

Despite not yet having a criminal record in this world, he had already been sought out by the Two Worlds Safety Bureau.

But because of the accusations from "fellow townsman" Tongsheng Zhantu and Wanzhang Longwo, and the person's proud admission, she was naturally assessed as a potential threat, "enjoying" being monitored by the combined pair.

She was not unwilling to truly enjoy it, after all her very legal existence was tantamount to "torturing" the two monitors.

Living under the same roof, seeing each other daily, even requiring assistance via the agreement itself… watching Zhantu and Longwo's reactions, to him it was a great enjoyment.

And now he has even more enjoyments.

After all, interesting humans like Neihai are everywhere here.

Thus the once-threatening alien, now even daily browses forums, watches videos, plays games, follows over a thousand mercenary livestream accounts, occasionally throws tips, and is deeply corrupted by federal civilization.

Beware of alien civilizations playing the entertainment card. jpg

But frankly, evolto's current state is half due to Zhantu.

After all, evolto was originally a purely cold-blooded snake, advancing solely for evolution.

It was he who personally gave it "feelings".

With feelings comes a focus on entertainment; focusing on entertainment leads to crashing others' livestreams.

Even strange polls he notices and joins, then checks those who outrank him to scout new interesting folks.

In such polls, the name ranking first is naturally conspicuous, even reminding her of a month ago.

During the days she still lingered at the monster exhibition's side halls, she vaguely recalled Zhantu saying someone had drunk the coffee he left on the table.

It was the same name, moreover famous at the monster exhibition.

Having been obsessed with gunpla lately, he hadn't paid much attention to this person, but today he saw the voting website's update notice:

【Already authorized by Aomo Lindun, the champion card is being rush-produced】

He then pulled it out again.

"I suddenly think maybe he is the same person as the Jiduola I mentioned before."

"Okay, okay, it's one person," Zhantu said offhandedly, trying to dispel that notion with this attitude, "Go deliver this coffee to table three."

Being stared at by the current evolto isn't as dangerous as before, but it's certainly not a good thing.

But unfortunately, that alone is clearly insufficient.

"Really just perfunctory? I'm being serious, Zhantu—table three, right?"

"Table three." Zhantu couldn't be bothered to reply.

But he would, after going out to deliver the food and coming back, continue: "I suddenly have an idea—do you want to hear if it's feasible?"

"I don't want to hear."

"Don't say that," the unsociable snake-skin monster grabbed the rabbit, "that voting software's search engine is apparently strong; irrelevant photos stuffed into the athletes' related picture columns, no matter how similar, get cleared out within a day of upload."

"So?"

"So I uploaded the screenshots I took from the game livestream to Aomo Lindun's account—" "That's just a game, can't be used for vote‑soliciting, and the voting is already over."

"But the image upload function still works, and their album still has a bunch of hand‑drawn sketches—do you think the game won't work?"

"…" Tongsheng Zhantu, wiping the desk, fell silent for a moment, glanced at the lit phone on the desk, then turned and shoved aside the one pressing on his shoulder: "Boring, I need to remind you: your delivery has arrived, right at the door."

"Oh! Finally arrived?"

Evolto happily rushed toward the shop door, but Zhantu pressed his shoulder from behind: "What did you buy this time? Not something from the game, right?"

Simply throwing gold coins at streamers or spending on in‑game purchases, Zhantu naturally didn't bother to manage or care, but spending money on physical items, especially a large expense, was enough to make him wary.

After all, even if evolto appears as a plain, bland true otaku, one can't say he won't suddenly go berserk and want to destroy the earth.

Even office workers, when in a bad mood, wish the world would end—let alone a cosmic lifeform that truly wields that power.

Although it will surely come to nothing in the end, that is obviously not the trouble he wants to see.

"Just a feather from Dalasi, don't be so wary."

He shoved Zhantu's hand aside with brute force, evolto happily walked out of the shop, then a few minutes later returned puzzled.

"What's wrong with him?" Longwo, who had entered the shop dragging a large bag of sweepings from the table, was somewhat puzzled.

In his eyes, this guy always had an annoying smile on his face, as if there were endless joy.

Without waiting for Zhan Tu to answer, the other party already raised his head and asked: "Do courier services still hire kids these days?"

"Among races like vampires and elves, there are some guys who look like children."

"Is that so..."

Evolto seemed thoughtful, seeing that the two of them didn't care at all, and also didn't voice her biggest doubt.

That kid earlier seemed to stare at me with hatred, and his gaze reminded her of Zhan Tu from back then.

But this had no reason, no, it wasn't completely without reason...

Like a kid who had watched Kamen Rider Build or something...

【69> She recalled some funny past events, felt this matter wasn't worth mentioning, and would rather look forward to tomorrow's website feedback.

She recalled some funny past events, then felt this matter was also not worth mentioning; she might as well look forward to tomorrow's website feedback.