Monster Cub Live Stream – CH15

Chapter 15

The cub, the wolf, and the bear spent the entire morning picking all the fruits and vegetables in the yard. Tomatoes, corn, and the rest piled up into a cart so full it was almost overflowing.

Xiong Yingjun was exhausted. “This is way more tiring than fighting!”

At lunch, Lin An’an had Feng Wu and Xiong Yingjun each eat ten tomatoes, three ears of corn, and some potatoes, carrots, and cucumbers.

For the produce with healing effects, Lin An’an planned, for now, to supply only the patients at home.

As for Si Youlin, whose body was the weakest and who could not eat that much, the little cub had no choice but to personally step in and treat him himself.

Treat him a little every day, then add some healing fruits and vegetables on top of that—no matter how little, meat is still meat, as they say!

After the meal, Lin An’an did not forget to set aside a bag of healing tomatoes and ask Brother Wolf’s people to deliver them to Old Master Shang.

Ying Youyou also found time to contact Lin An’an and told him she had arranged a one-hour homepage recommendation slot for him that afternoon, telling him to be prepared.

Lin An’an thought to himself that there was really nothing special to prepare. The afternoon schedule was simple and clear: go to the marketplace, set up a stall, and sell vegetables.

It was only after he went live that Lin An’an finally realized what Ying Youyou had meant by “be prepared.”

The traffic on the homepage rankings of CrimeNet livestreams was anything but ordinary. In just a few short minutes, the viewer count in the livestream room multiplied more than tenfold from a few thousand, and it was still rising at an astonishing speed.

The viewers who entered the room for all sorts of reasons, upon seeing that cart piled to the brim with vegetables on the screen, not a single one of them could bring themselves to hit the exit button.

[? Am I seeing this right? Are those tomatoes?]

[J-Just piled up on the cart like that? Not even packed into gift boxes???]

[Help, my heart is hanging in my throat. I’m so scared the cart will jolt and snap those little cucumbers [clutching chest jpg]]

[I only want to ask one thing! Why aren’t these listed in the livestream room?! This child is already crying from craving them, wuwuwu]

[This is my first time seeing vegetables this down-to-earth [dumbfounded dog jpg]]

[Signed in blood, one vote per person, begging you to list them in the livestream room!]

At first, the little cub was shocked by the sheer number of people, but before long he started getting used to it, and even instinctively learned how to filter out some of the unpleasant barrage comments.

Lin An’an typed: [There isn’t enough produce yet, so I’m not listing it in the livestream room for now~]

[If any Sin Star residents need it, you’re welcome to come buy it in person at the C City marketplace]

[Free samples available—if it doesn’t taste good, you don’t have to buy]

[heart gesture jpg]

How well fruits and vegetables sold in this world far exceeded Lin An’an’s imagination.

The cart piled high with produce had barely been pushed out the door, and before it even reached the marketplace, many passersby had already run up in front of them, scrambling over one another to buy fruits and vegetables.

In an instant, more than half the small cart was gone.

The deposit notifications in Lin An’an’s account never stopped. Alerts for several hundred or several thousand star coins kept chiming nonstop. Hearing them, the little cub was so delighted that flowers seemed to bloom in his heart. His entire little self floated light as air, feeling as though he was only a second away from becoming filthy rich.

By the time they got there, all the marketplace stalls were already full. Lin An’an had Xiong Yingjun wait at the entrance while he and Feng Wu went inside the marketplace and found the seed-stall owner.

The moment the owner saw them, his eyes lit up. “Here to buy seeds again today?”

Lin An’an shook his head. [Not buying seeds today.]

[Let’s make a small deal. I’ll give you a bag of tomatoes, and you lend me half your stall.]

[We can squeeze in together—you sell seeds, I sell produce. How about it?]

A bright red, plump tomato was suddenly thrust right in front of the owner’s eyes. The man subconsciously rubbed his eyes. “Am I dreaming? These were grown from the seeds you bought from me?”

The little cub nodded.

The stall owner’s pupils shook. “Holy shit, those seeds can actually grow something?!”

Lin An’an: “…?”

The owner coughed awkwardly. “Deal, of course it’s a deal!”

Under the envious stares of the other stall owners nearby, the seed-stall owner took the tomatoes and could not resist secretly pinching his own thigh hard.

Damn, that hurt!

So it really wasn’t a dream—he had profited a whole bag of tomatoes for free!

With half a stall secured, Xiong Yingjun finally pushed the cart inside.

Only less than a third of the produce remained on the cart. The moment the stall was set up, the owners of the nearby stalls could no longer sit still. Some of them even abandoned their own booths and rushed over to snatch up quite a lot of produce.

The prices Lin An’an had set for the fruits and vegetables were, to people in this world, practically unheard-of low.

A hundred star coins for a whole bag of tomatoes? If anyone said that out loud, the entire Empire would probably laugh and say the person was dreaming.

After all, in the Empire—even across the whole interstellar world—the lowest price of a tomato started at a thousand.

—A thousand per tomato.

It could not be helped. The survival rate of fruits, vegetables, and green plants was simply too, too low. Even if someone successfully managed to keep a tomato vine alive, getting two or three tomatoes from it would already count as thanking heaven for a bumper harvest.

As for Lin An’an’s tomato vines, a single vine could bear dozens of tomatoes, and after one round was picked, it could continue producing new tomatoes. In the eyes of other plant-type ability users, this was practically the same as cheating.

A whole cart of produce sold out very quickly.

Some people arrived too late and could not buy any. They stood there looking pitifully at Xiong Yingjun and the others, tugging at them and refusing to let them leave. “Is it really all gone?”

The burly nine-foot-tall man was surrounded by a crowd, and for once he actually looked a little helpless. “Really, it’s gone, it’s gone!”

“Then what about tomorrow? Will there be more tomorrow?”

Xiong Yingjun could not answer that question, so he could only look behind him to Feng Wu for help.

Feng Wu held the little cub protectively in his arms and said expressionlessly, “We’ll talk about tomorrow tomorrow.”

As soon as he said that, he turned into a silver giant wolf. Holding the little cub by the back of his neck in his jaws, he leaped lightly across the crowd overhead and quickly left the noisy marketplace behind.

Only Xiong Yingjun was left there alone, dragging the little cart and facing an overly enthusiastic crowd. He stood there dumbfounded. “Boss? You just left like that?! That’s way too heartless—!!!”

At the Imperial Alpha Research Center, inside SSS Laboratory No. 3.

The atmosphere in the room was abnormally gloomy, as if they had run into some impossible problem.

“SSS No. 3 has been missing for almost two weeks.”

“We can’t find him. We’ve practically searched all of the outskirts of Sin Star and still haven’t found him.”

“Could he have gone to the city?”

“No way, right? Ever since SSS No. 3 went to Sin Star, he’s always stayed in the outskirts. If he wanted to go to the city, he would’ve gone long ago.”

“With his current rampage frequency, it should be about once a week. During the time he’s been missing, he definitely must have had an episode. Is it possible that he’s already…”

“……”

The room instantly fell into deathly silence. Unable to bear the pressure, one of the researchers began uncontrollably imagining all sorts of possibilities, and in the end, he actually cried himself into a breakdown.

“Wuwuwu, Marshal—”

That one cry stirred up a thousand waves. The younger researchers all started sobbing miserably, and even the more steady ones had red-rimmed eyes, sitting there quietly wiping their tears.

“Marshal, don’t leave us, wuwuwu!”

“Don’t abandon us, wuuu aaahhh!”

Amid the chorus of grief, someone’s personal terminal suddenly began vibrating. The buzzing continued in a string, finally drawing its owner’s attention.

“Who the hell is sending this many messages at a time like th—” The researcher’s voice, still thick with tears, abruptly stopped.

The person messaging him was his younger sister at home. She had sent over a livestream recording and was so excited she practically sounded like a screaming chicken.

[Brother brother brother look what treasure I found ahhhhhh a super adorable little cub who can use plant-type abilities ahhhhhhh——]

She was so excited she could not even use punctuation anymore.

But what caught the researcher’s attention was not the text his sister had sent, but the default cover image on the livestream recording—

In a not-very-large courtyard, a little black dumpling was hugging a big tomato and rolling around in the dirt. Beside him stood a giant silver-white wolf, beautiful fur on his face smeared with quite a bit of mud.

That giant wolf looked way too damn familiar.

The researcher wiped away his tears and tapped the video open. The corners of his eyes were still wet, yet all of a sudden he let out a goofy little laugh.

Sniffling, he lifted his eyes and looked around at his companions, who were all still immersed in overwhelming sorrow, then gave a light cough. “Ahem.”

No one paid him any attention.

The researcher took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs, “SSS No. 3 is still alive!”

The room instantly went quiet. Only one young man, who had been crying too hard, stopped too abruptly and accidentally let out a sobbing hiccup.

It was extremely loud.

Someone asked in a nasal voice, “You found SSS No. 3?”

“Found him!”

The person asked again, “He’s really still alive?”

“He’s alive! Alive and kicking—doing so well it’s ridiculous!”

Everyone immediately let out a sigh of relief. “As long as he’s alive, that’s all that matters. As long as he’s alive, that’s all that matters!”

After the brief joy had passed, someone else asked, “So where is he? What’s he off doing?”

That researcher replied, beaming with delight, “He went to the city to farm and sell vegetables!”

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