"...I came to find you."

"Um."

The raccoon sat up straight and asked, "May I ask what's the matter?"

“The pink you painted on Docar’s paws today looks beautiful.”

Isn't that obvious?

The raccoon raised its proud head. "Mr. Carl, if this is what you came for, I regret to inform you that it is true."

Karl closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and wondered why he, hundreds of years old, was doing this.

"Okay, I apologize for what happened yesterday afternoon. You really are my favorite kid."

Xitong was stunned upon hearing this.

I wanted to pretend to be aloof, but I couldn't help it.

She rushed over and hugged Carl tightly, exclaiming, "You're my favorite old friend too!"

From the first day they arrived at the academy, they met while collecting spirit stones from the stinky ditch. Later, Uncle Karl took Shang Yanting around the school every day.

Closest friends!

"However, there is one more thing."

Uncle Carl said with his hands behind his back, "Because of Yan Qing, we should meet secretly from now on and not be discovered by too many people."

"What happened to Shang Yanting?"

"Why...why do you call Yan Qing Shang Yanting?"

Carl noticed the strange title.

"Because he has two names."

After the raccoon went mad, it couldn't keep the secret anymore and quickly portrayed Shang Yanting as a pitiful person who was framed and abandoned by his family, hated leaving, and finally didn't even want his original name anymore, changing it to Yan Qing.

After he finished speaking, Uncle Karl paused for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't expect Yan Qing to have had such an experience before.

They even gained some understanding of his gloomy personality and extreme behavior.

But while we understand each other, we still need to draw clear lines. He can't interfere in any of Dingtian Academy's affairs. "Anyway, when we meet in the future, we'll do it discreetly."

"Okay, sure."

Jia Xitong never imagined in her life that she would experience a secret friendship instead of the secret romances she had always witnessed.

It's very exciting.

"So, do we usually communicate using communication talismans?"

Uncle Carl: "You can also come find me quietly."

"Can I come see you again tomorrow?"

To be honest, Docar's manicure isn't finished yet; he hasn't had the rhinestones applied.

"……Can."

Uncle Karl said calmly.

Anyway, he didn't firmly refuse Yan Qing's visits the previous times, so whether Yan Qing comes or not is pretty much the same to those people now.

Uncle Carl has recently lost his principles and has even learned to slack off.

"I happen to have some things to give you."

Uncle Carl came and went in a hurry.

When Shang Yanting came in again, he saw the raccoon fully revived, wriggling and wiggling on the bed. It then burrowed under the covers, leaving a large empty space on the bed, and patted it with its paws, saying, "Shang Yanting, come on up."

He seemed inexplicably a little impatient.

He paused for a moment, then lay down on it anyway.

Jia Xitong tried her best to rub against him and get as close as possible.

It used to be to keep him warm, now it's to take advantage of him.

Goodnight, Shang Yanting.

"Good night."

A clumsy little raccoon.

##

The next day

Following Uncle Carl's instructions, the raccoon arrived very discreetly.

A cheap fake beard, a newly made straw hat, and a floral shirt newly tailored by Shang Yanting. A classic country bumpkin look.

“Dear Uncle Karl”

Carl looked at the raccoon's strange straw hat and ripped off its little mustache.

"Let's go."

Uncle Karl turned around and stuffed it into the small bamboo rattan chair. With a command, Dorkar soared into the sky.

The pink color stood out conspicuously in the sky. Early-rising disciples who were practicing accidentally caught a glimpse and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, there are two long pink snakes in the sky!"

"Is that a snake?"

"I wonder which powerful being has such a strange taste; the way it wriggles looks a bit disgusting."

...

Today was the worst day for Uncle Karl's business since he started driving; his pink toenails deterred many customers.

With nothing else to do, Uncle Karl simply closed his eyes and took a nap, while Little Raccoon, also with nothing else to do, was setting diamonds for Dorkar. Actually, there was no such thing as diamonds in the Aotian Continent, but Dorkar's fingernail, which was bigger than a certain mango flower, could be set with anything.

Thus came the gold nuggets, the pearls given by Meiji, the gems bought by Shang Yanting, and the spirit stones.

In a short time

The once terrifyingly large and ugly Docar has become both noble and frightening.

The remaining disciples who were trying to overcome their fear of Dokar's appearance and nails dared not go up to sit, after all, they didn't know how much it would cost to ride a magical beast with spirit stones embedded in its nails.

"Let me tell you, this is a little dress that I bought from Buzhuang at a high price, made especially for you. It's for... the very back of your body."

The woman in the small bucket held up a similar pink floral fabric and said.

Dokar can't speak, but you can tell from its eyes that it's looking forward to it.

Then, Dokal 2.0 appeared, wearing a pink dress, with rhinestone-studded pink nail polish, and adorned with jewelry and lace.

Uncle Carl thought yesterday's events were already incredible, but he never expected there would be something even more outrageous.

He took several deep breaths, worried that he would be so angry that he would die.

It took him a long time to finally manage to say, "Docar is male."

He was too far away to know that Xianlongfeng's fortune was also public, and he had been forced by the finer people to practice striptease while wearing fishnet stockings.

evening

When Shang Yanting came to pick up the raccoon, Uncle Carl couldn't help but ask, "Have you found a good cure for the dragon's horns?"

"Thank you for your concern, senior. I have already sent people to check the pharmacopoeia and search for rare treasures."

After Karl discovered that the problem stemmed from Jia Xitong's dragon horns, he immediately dispatched people to find a cure. Unfortunately, records about dragons were scarce, with only fragmentary information available.

"It will probably take some more time."

"Um."

Uncle Carl looked at him.

Throughout history, many people have been able to share hardship but not prosperity. Some even disregard everything else for the sake of power and status.

His intention was to remind Yan Qing.

Under the sunlight, a few scattered starlight points out of nowhere.

Looking at Docar, who was also dazzlingly adorned with jewels, Karl finally couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have anything else to do to kill its energy?"

Shang Yanting caught a glimpse of the magical beast whose strength was unknown, and silently lowered his head to hide the expression on his face.

"Xi Tong has been unusually energetic lately, and he even gets up and acts up in the middle of the night."

"well."

Upon hearing this, Karl actually wiped his face.

Upon seeing this, Shang Yanting's lips curled slightly, and then he pressed down forcefully.

“I’ve been trying to find a way to calm her down, but… she’s already wreaked havoc on the magical beasts and people in the peak.”

I have the will but not the power.

"Xitong, come here."

Carl looked at the raccoon and took a box out of his pocket.

Jia Xitong ran over from beside Dokar, "Uncle, what's this?"

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