The True Young Master Saves the Soul Pet World by Eating Melons – CH179

Chapter 179: The Little Squirrel

Because Si Er and his group were far too thorough in their looting, the four deans had no choice but to end the competition ahead of schedule.

It was admittedly unfair to the other freshmen, but there was nothing they could do. If Si Er and the others continued sweeping everything clean like that, next year’s Four Academy Grand Competition might not even be able to proceed normally.

Not long after everyone came out, instructors began guiding the freshmen into orderly lines, sending them to different counting stations to hand in half of their harvest and calculate the corresponding points.

Everyone assumed Si Er’s team would take the longest to tally, so the five of them were separated and brought to different counting stations.

Si Er felt he had gained quite a lot, but there probably wasn’t much left to count—after all, whatever could be eaten had already been eaten.

Clearly, he had underestimated himself—and his soul pets.

The moment he emptied the first storage pouch, he realized that the spirit mushrooms alone could fill two truckloads.

There were no trucks on the Ten Thousand Beast Continent. The mushrooms were piled together in a massive heap, a truly spectacular sight. For the first time, the counting staff felt a sense of oppression from mushrooms.

Looking up, the pile was several times taller than a person.

Add in the riot of colors, and it was honestly a bit intimidating.

The counting staff member in front of Si Er immediately pulled out a loudspeaker.

“Requesting backup! Requesting backup! Too many mushrooms here! Not enough manpower! Not enough manpower!”

Si Er covered his ears while curiously examining the loudspeaker.

It’s not plugged in, yet it’s so loud. Is it some kind of sound-amplifying artifact?

Guagua replied in his mind.

No. Her voice carries that far because she’s amplifying it with soul power. The loudspeaker has nothing to do with it.

Then what’s the loudspeaker for?

Decoration.

…I see. So this is what they call adding a sense of ceremony to life.

Maybe… Guagua scratched his head. Sometimes I really don’t understand you humans.

It’s fine. Most of the time we don’t understand exotic beasts either.

The young lady who had called for help caught everyone’s attention. The idle counting staff from all directions turned to look—and fell silent at the sight of the towering mushroom pile.

They had originally planned to go wherever help was needed. Now, they all rushed toward the mushroom mountain.

There were so many varieties, and in such quantity. Just looking at it made the workload obvious.

Moreover, Si Er’s situation was special. A water mirror had been following him the entire time, recording everything. Everyone had seen that he’d collected far more than just mushrooms.

The staff tallying Yu Beixuan, Si Xu, Lu Taiping, and Wu Li’s harvests also felt understaffed—but after glancing at the mushroom mountain, they said nothing.

Forget it. They would just keep counting on their own. Who knew how long it would take for the others to finish with those mushrooms?

The other freshmen felt a little aggrieved.

They had thought their harvests were pretty decent this time—but compared to those five, they were nothing!

It wasn’t just a matter of quantity; the quality seemed better too.

More outrageous still, that group was being counted first, forcing everyone else to wait.

Although there were twelve counting stations, nearly all the staff had gathered around Si Er, drastically slowing the efficiency elsewhere.

The freshmen estimated that this would become the longest tallying session in history.

But none of that glory belonged to them—they were merely pitiful background characters.

Si Er looked at the mushroom pile and felt his scalp tingle. Then he remembered the large number of spirit herbs and fruits still in his possession and suddenly felt life had lost its meaning.

“Senior Sister,” he asked cautiously, “do I have to stand here the entire time until the counting is finished?”

The staff member looked at him, then at the mushroom mountain, and silently brought him a stool.

“It must be tiring to stand. You can sit for a while.”

“…That’s not what I meant.” Si Er hesitated before continuing. “I trust all of you seniors very much.”

“So while you’re counting, may I walk around a bit?”

“Afraid not.” The staff member smiled gently. “If everyone thought that way, it would be chaos. What if you secretly pass items to each other? Our work would become even harder.”

“Though you look like a good person and probably wouldn’t do such a thing.”

“Rules are rules. Let’s all be understanding.”

After speaking, she buried herself back in work. However, the little squirrel on her shoulder had been secretly observing Si Er the whole time.

The moment Si Er noticed the squirrel, his eyes lit up.

Ah! This squirrel looks just like a snowfield squirrel! So red and fluffy—so cute!

Especially that big tail. I’ve wanted to pet one for ages.

Waaah, it’s too adorable.

Guagua rubbed his long drooping ears, clearly displeased. He thought his own fluffy, round tail was adorable too.

Seeing the light in Si Er’s eyes and the smile he couldn’t suppress, the red squirrel concluded that he must like it.

It swished its tail and waved a tiny paw at him. Sure enough, Si Er’s eyes shone even brighter.

Delighted, the squirrel leapt down from its master’s shoulder and scampered onto Si Er’s knee. It turned around, rummaged around busily, then turned back and stuffed a big bag of sunflower seeds into Si Er’s hands.

“Squeak squeak…”

Guagua translated coldly, “It says these are for you, to help pass the time.”

“Wow! Little squirrel, you’re too kind!”

Si Er happily accepted a handful of seeds and was just about to pat its head when the squirrel turned around again.

Rummage rummage rummage—

It handed him a bag of pine nuts.

Rummage rummage rummage—

A bag of hazelnuts.

Rummage rummage rummage—

A bag of walnuts…

Si Er was stunned.

Is this what they call a hoarder squirrel? It stores so much!

I’m so envious of this senior sister. With a squirrel like this, she must have complete nut freedom!

The senior sister nearly burst into tears upon hearing that thought.

Freedom my foot!

This squirrel was stingy beyond belief. It gave her only one nut a day—and at random.

If she got a large walnut, she could at least feel satisfied. But if it gave her a tiny sunflower seed, what was the point? It was so small she couldn’t even taste it.

She had long since accepted that beasts were protective of their food and never demanded more.

If she truly wanted nuts, she had plenty of ways to obtain them without taking from her own soul pet.

But this little brat of a squirrel—so miserly toward her, yet handing out whole bags to someone else?

Wasn’t that going too far?!

Guagua relayed her tragic plight to Si Er, making him feel slightly guilty.

He took out two Power Watermelons and two Whirlwind Cucumbers and handed them to the squirrel.

“I can’t just take your nuts for free. Share these with your soul master.”

The squirrel nodded and swiftly stuffed the fruits into its personal storage space.

After hiding them, it clasped its two tiny paws together and bowed toward Si Er like a proper salute.

Si Er found it endlessly amusing and gently patted its little head.

“What a polite little squirrel.”

The staff member: At this very moment, I just want to shout, you ungrateful beast! Why are you not this polite to me? I’m your soul master!

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