Chapter 51: Bean Sprout

    The rest of the patrol was not far away, right in the stadium of the convalescence area — temporarily.

    Archibald had an office here, and Yang Yang followed Archibald in directly.

    There were only the two of them in the office, but Archibald seemed to have become addicted and didn’t have enough of drama. He kept on doing the Second Young Master’s act and lifted his chin at Yang Yang: “Pour me a glass of water.”

    Yang Yang narrowed his eyes, then smiled, “Okay.”

    Archibald: “…”

    What does this smile mean? ? ?

    Yang Yang poured a cup of hot water, put it on Archibald’s desk, and asked kindly: “Do you have any other orders, Second Young Master?”

    Archibald: “…”

    With his sixth sense cultivated on battlefield for years he could tell with certainty: something wasn’t right.

    But Archibald didn’t want to show his timidity, so he hesitated for a while, and then said tentatively: “…Massage my shoulders?”

    Yang Yang followed his orders: “Okay, Second Young Master.”

    Yang Yang walked over to Archibald and stretched out his hand to massage Archibald’s shoulders. Archibald’s shoulders were quite broad, and the muscles on the back of his shoulders were also very developed, it feels very good to touch it.

    But the person who should be enjoying it seemed very tense, his muscles were taut to the point of being hard.

    Yang Yang squeezed so hard, Archibald couldn’t take it anymore.

    Archibald leaned forward, avoiding Yang Yang’s hand, and said: “Okay, enough.”

    Yang Yang obediently retracted his hand: “Okay, Second Young Master. Do you have any further orders?”

    Byrd paused, stopped being a demon, turned around and stretched out his hand to Yang Yang: “Let me touch your belly.”

    Who knew that at this time, Yang Yang avoided it.

    Archibald: “???”

    Archibald: “What are you doing?”

    Yang Yang turned off the Butler Yang mode, raised his eyebrows and smiled: “No, I just suddenly feel that I’m the losing side here — why should I let you touch my belly for free?”

    Archibald: “I am the child’s father.”

    Yang Yang: “Me as well, I am the part-time mother.”

    Archibald: “…”

    Archibald: “Then I’m your Second Young Master.”

    Yang Yang: “‘Butler Yang’ is not pregnant. ——Hey, Darling, you were actually messing behind others’ backs!”

    Archibald: “…”

    The long-lost “The Soul Pierces Through Your Heart” appeared to deal a critical blow.

    Archibald closed his eyes, and realised that he was not angry, but rather felt a kind of “as expected” helplessness.

    Archibald: “…”

    Has he actually gotten used to Yang Yang’s trouble-making? ? ?

    Archibald’s mood was a bit complicated, but he still glanced at Yang Yang and compromised: “Then what do you want?”

    Yang Yang smiled: “I’ll let you touch my belly and you’ll let me touch your tail.”

    Archibald: “No way.”

    Yang Yang: “Oh.”

    Archibald: “…You can change to somewhere else.”

    Yang Yang: “Then you can’t touch my belly, you can also change to another place as well.”

    Archibald: “… “…”

    Yang Yang: “Have you thought about it, Lord Duke?”

    Archibald: “You can only put your hand on it, don’t touch it — I only put my hand on your stomach.”

    Yang Yang burst into laughter, amazing, he has learned to bargain.

    “Okay.”

    Yang Yang unbuttoned his coat, opened his chest, and beckoned at Archibald — his tail.

    Archibald: “…”

    Five seconds later, Yang Yang stood in front of Archibald, holding Archibald’s big tail in his arms, while Archibald put his hand into Yang Yang’s clothes, pressing it against Yang Yang’s bulging belly.

    The child should be still awake, because Yang Yang noticed that  after a while Archibald’s tail started to wag again, and his head moved closer to his stomach.

    Yang Yang looked at the tip of the tail swaying lazily next to her, and felt itchy: want to pinch, the kind of touching that includes grasping with both hands and kneading.

    But before Yang Yang could take action, the door of the office suddenly opened.

    Monta stood outside and yelled loudly with an arrogant tone: “Whom without eyes dared to take Byrd’s—— uh.”

    Wood ran from behind Monta, and explained breathlessly: “No, Major, it was Colonel Byrd who took the Yang—uh.”

    Embarrassed silence.

    Then Monta slammed the door shut, and said loudly: “You guys go on, we didn’t see anything. Right, Mu Tou.”

    Mu Tou stuttered: “Yes, yes, I did not see Colonel Byrd and Butler Yang mmhmhm.”

    Apparently, his latter words were manually silenced by Monta.

    Yang Yang: “…”

    Archibald: “…”

    Yang Yang looked at Archibald who froze and asked: “Are you still touching?”

    Archibald: “…”

    …

    Five minutes later, Monta, Archibald and Yang Yang sat in the office and Monta finally figured out what happened.

    Monta scratched his head: “That scared me. As soon as I got here, I heard from Mu Tou that Yang Yang was taken away by the patrol. I thought something happened.”

    After that, Monta looked at Archibald: “But why are you on the patrol? The military dares to let you go out?”

    Archibald glanced at Monta, and said lightly: “I’ve only been here for half a month, and I’m not in charge of patrolling all the time.”

    Monta understood, and Yang Yang understood as well — this person really worked hard in order to get some contact with his child.

    However, Yang Yang liked this very much.

    Monta didn’t ask any more questions and looked at the branch in Roth’s mouth again: “So what is this? It looks like a treasure hunt tree with leaves? But I’ve never heard of a treasure hunt tree that would prey on its own.”

    Yang Yang also only remembered it, he bent down and took out the branch out of Roth’s mouth, which looked even more familiar to him now.

    Yang Yang: “Hey, isn’t this the one I picked up at the door of the store yesterday?”

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    Yang Yang took a closer look at the branch in his hand, and was also puzzled: “Indeed, the leaves are like a treasure—hunting tree, but the roots are different, you can’t see any roots at all, is it alive? ——Roth, did it really bite the leaf?”

    Roth: “Yeah, it bit it first, I just wanted to catch it.”

    It wasn’t this baby who caused the accident, no!

    Yang Yang was even more puzzled, and asked Archibald and Monta: “Have you ever seen anything like this?”

    Archibald shook his head, and Monta also spread his hands: “You could ask about beasts or soul beasts, we can say something, but we don’t really know about plants.”

    “Keep it first.”

    Yang Yang said and put the twig back into Roth’s mouth.

    Roth: “…”

    Small twig: “…”

    Yang Yang stood up after placing the twig and said: “Then I and Mu Tou will go back first, I have to see what he bought, and I have to get everything ready for the opening tomorrow. How about you?”

    Monta: “I’m going to discuss with Byrd some things after the next tourist season ——by the way, the Wandering Circus will come to perform in a few days, so let’s go to see it together, it is said to be very good, and I haven’t seen it yet.”

    Yang Yang agreed, then said goodbye to Archibald and Monta, and left the office.

    After Yang Yang went out, he saw Mu Tou waiting outside the playground.

    Seeing the Yang Yang come out, Mu Tou immediately stood upright with a “snap”, raised his head and puffed his chest, as if he was being inspected by the chief.

    Yang Yang: “…”

    He didn’t need to think about why the Mu Tou’s attitude changed so much.

    Yang Yang sighed: “Me and the Duke are not what you think.”

    Mu Tou: “Yes! I understand!”

    Yang Yang: “…”

    Forget it, a tight mouth was enough.

    Yang Yang: “Let’s go back.”

    Mu Tou: “Yes!”

    When Yang Yang and the others went back, the three recruits from the barbecue restaurant were still cleaning.

    Yang Yang and Mu Tou went to the back kitchen and he asked Mu Tou to take out the ingredients he bought. After confirming his soul power one by one, he breathed a sigh of relief — Mu Tou’s ability to buy was indeed not bad.

    Yang Yang looked at the cleaning situation outside and figured it probably wouldn’t end for a while, so he said to Mu Tou: “I’ll go up and have a rest first, and you can call me when you’re done.”

    Mu Tou: “Yes!”

    Yang Yang: “… …”

    Three recruits: “???”

    What happened after the officer went out with butler Yang? ?

    …

    After Yang Yang went to the rest room on the second floor, he locked the door. Then he sat at the table and beckoned to Roth: “Give me the twig.”

    Roth trotted over, stood up, opened his mouth and spat out the branch on the table. Then he jumped onto a chair and looked at Yang Yang curiously: “Master, do you want to keep it?”

    Yang Yang smiled, picked up the twig and said, “I think it would be nice to cut it into a pen.”

    The small twig: “…”

    Human kind! Human kind is so brutal!

    In Yang Yang’s field of vision, the twig was full of white soul power, but the strange thing was that its soul power was not limited to the plant’s body like in other soul essence plants, but like people, the soul power spread outside, forming an oval white cocoon shape.

    And when Yang Yang finished saying his words, the “cocoon” twisted into the shape of a conch, it was so frightened that it let a tip out.

    Yang Yang had a vague idea in his heart, but he couldn’t quite believe his luck.

    So Yang Yang continued to play with the twig and said: “Or make a slingshot, there just happens to be a fork here. ——Although the length is not well-balanced.”

    Small twig: “…”

    Yang Yang: “Or seal it with amber. Okay, this leaf looks pretty good.”

    Twig: “…”

    Yang Yang saw the cocoon-like soul power almost shaking into dispersing, smiled, no longer frightening it, and cut down the chase: “Hey, if you’re gonna pretend to be deaf and dumb, I will really cut you.”

    Twig: “!!!”

    How did this human find out! !

    Yang Yang squinted his eyes: “I will count to three. If you don’t give me some sincerity, I’ll do it. One.”

    Yang Yang’s “one” just came out when he suddenly felt the branch in his hand move. Two small black sesame-like eyes appeared on the twig with leaves, and a small tree knot turned into a mouth, still deflated as if shrivelled, and looked at Yang Yang accusingly.

    Quite able to realise the current situation and cowardly.

    Yang Yang: “…”

    Roth: “Wow, so ugly!”

    Twig: “???”

    What did you say, say it again?

    Yang Yang calmed down and looked at the twig again — the forks were feet, the two thin dead branches on both sides were the hands, and the two leaves on the head… ears? ?

    No, that’s not the point.

    The point was, a real tree spirit, living, talking, spiritual plant.

    Before Yang Yang was reborn, he was very interested in the stories of gods and monsters. He never imagined that one day he would actually be able to see it.

    This kind of “essence” plant was academically called “soul power metamorphosis gathering spiritual plant”. It didn’t sound very serious and the explanation was that the soul power has transformed into a soul.

    In the long history of the Leicester people, there were only five records of such creatures, and there was only one that really belonged to institutions such as the National Research Institute — but the soul of that one suddenly disappeared.

    This was the one that Old Liang has seen. When he talked about it to Yang Yang at that time, he was very regretful about his fact.

    And now, there was such a plant in front of Yang Yang.

    Yang Yang looked at the twig, and suddenly had a loving look on his face: “From now on, you will be called Bean Sprout. Look at how tender these two leaves are.”

    Little twig, no, Bean Sprout: “…”

    You call a tree bean sprout? Don’t you have a conscience? ?

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Author has something to say:

Yang Yang: Inviting Bean Sprout to perform “trying to stealing chickens but losing rice instead*” and “losing your wife and the army**”.

Bean Sprout: Go away

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