The name has been confirmed.

Alchemical Creature: Lion-faced King Kong, Name: Garurumon

Talents: Great Strength, Concealing Breath

Abilities: tearing and biting, climbing, roaring

Basic Assessment: Bronze Beginner (Potential for Development)

System description: This is a powerful beast.

At this moment, Wu You looked at the Lion-faced King Kong that had been added to the Alchemy Creatures Storage, and his heart was filled with confidence and pride.

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Alchemy Energy +3, Current Total 4

Alchemy creature storage slots increased by 2, current total is 3

The mission was rated excellent, granting an additional 3 Alchemy Energy, bringing the current total to 7.

Should we leave Mount Ten Thousand Beasts immediately?

Wu You chose no, wanting to see the strength of the Lion-Faced Vajra, but when he selected the summon option below the storage bar, he found it was grayed out.

I made a choice out of defiance.

Note: Your current access level does not allow you to summon alchemical creatures in the Beast Mountain.

Holy crap! I've worked my butt off for most of the day, and you're telling me I can't summon it!

Wait, okay, it means we can't summon it from the Beast Mountain anymore. Hopefully, nothing unexpected happens in the real world.

But damn it, if I come in to collect alchemy materials next time, will I still be alone?

Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. I'll deal with it next time.

They chose to leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain directly.

The next moment, Wu You reappeared on his bed in his bedroom. If it weren't for his frail body and dirty clothes reminding him, he might have thought it was just a dream.

I quickly checked my phone on the bedside table. The time had barely changed. I hadn't paid attention to the time before the transfer, but I roughly knew it. I had been in the Beast Mountain for at least several hours.

Open the system, select the Alchemy Creature Storage tab, and this time the Summon option is lit up.

Choose to summon Garurumon.

A stream of humanoid, black, glossy light flashed through the bedroom.

The next second, Garurumon's imposing figure appeared in the room.

It casually twisted its neck and stretched its limbs, producing a series of cracking sounds, and then stared at Wu You without moving.

Even Wu You, as its owner, couldn't help but feel fear when facing it.

"Squat down," Wu You tried to give the command.

Garuru did exactly as Wu You ordered.

"Clap your hands."

Garurumon swung its paws and struck each other with a "smack!"

Interesting, the movements are executed so accurately, let's try something more difficult.

"Spin 360 degrees, then do a split and clap twice."

With a speed and agility that defied its own body shape, Garurumon quickly spun around and returned to its starting point, then split its legs and slammed its hands together.

"Pat pat~" The quick reaction and powerful movements stirred up a breeze in the bedroom.

Holy crap! This works?!

Can you speak?

Garuru didn't react; it seems this was beyond its capabilities.

However, this is already incredibly powerful. I wonder if every alchemical life form can accurately understand the commands issued by Wu You. They will eventually find out.

But now, well, shouldn't we find some clothes for Garuru to wear? Because of the Alchemy Pad's supplementary drawing function, even though Wu You didn't consciously think about it, Lionface King Kong's rather prominent male characteristics were still too eye-catching.

...

At 1 a.m., two vans were quietly driving into Xugou Village.

There were more than a dozen shady-looking young men in the two cars. The one in the lead, with a large bald head, was Xiang Biao, the demolition team leader.

During the day, these people wear hard hats and become demolition workers; at night, they grab water pipes and become gangsters.

"Brother Biao, that kid is all alone. Just send two brothers. Why make such a big fuss?" A middle-aged man with a buzz cut asked Xiang Biao.

Xiang Biao chuckled and said, "Not only will I break both his legs and send him to join his father, Wu Jianguo, but I'll also smash up their house."

The car was immediately filled with compliments like "Brother Biao is ruthless" and "Brother Biao is brilliant".

The van slowly drove into the village and stopped outside the fence of the Wu family's contracted land.

The dozen or so people on the bus got off, some carrying water hoses, others hammers, or controlled knives.

...

In the bedroom, Wu You was still awake, too excited to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

The moment the van stopped, Garuru, who had been resting by the door, suddenly opened his eyes.

It raised its head, and a series of hissing sounds, typical of wild beasts, came from its mouth.

Wu You sat up immediately. Xiang Biao's look and the old village chief's instructions were still in his mind. Garuru's reaction must have revealed something.

I quietly got up, ran to the living room window, and looked out. In the distance, beyond the fence, I could vaguely see a dozen or so figures carrying tools walking towards my house.

Wu You clenched his fist. These bastards really came. Good thing they came. I'll collect some interest on my dad's car accident first!

He gave orders to Garurumon, who was following behind him.

"See that? Get those people out of here. Break that bald guy's leg."

Lion-faced Vajra merely glanced out the window, a flash of amber light passing through its eyes, and the center of its eyeballs instantly transformed into vertical pupils.

With a whoosh, all the sharp claws and nails on its limbs popped out.

"Damn!" Wu You himself was terrified, and quickly added.

"Don't kill anyone."

Garuru didn't open the front door to go out. Instead, he used both his hands and feet to go upstairs, jumped off the back balcony on the second floor, and disappeared into the night.

If it weren't for the rapidly moving small light marker indicating the location of the alchemical creature in the bio-alchemy system, even Wu You wouldn't have been able to find Garuru, as there wasn't a single sound.

...

Xiang Biao and his group had already entered the fenced area. In front of them was a self-poured cement path, with large cornfields and some pumpkin and loofah sheds on both sides of the path. Because they had contracted a lot of land, the Wu family had planted various seasonal vegetables and some supplementary grains. The Wu family's house was still several hundred meters away in sight.

There was a young man in the group wearing glasses who looked very polite. He was carrying a water hose and kept looking around nervously.

The middle-aged man with the buzz cut was right next to him and couldn't stand his movements any longer, so he couldn't help but ask him, "Hey Andy, what are you looking around so much for? It's making me nervous too."

Seeing the man with the buzz cut speaking to him, the young man hesitated before replying, "Brother Dong, I feel like something is watching us. Why don't you talk to Brother Biao and let's call it a night? I'm getting really creeped out!"

Xiang Biao also heard the conversation behind him, turned around and slapped Hua Zai hard on the head.

"Stop being so paranoid, you've been watching too many horror movies. Hurry up and finish this so we can call it a day." Xiang Biao glanced at the crowd behind him and said, "The big boss said that after this house is demolished, everyone will get a kickback of 20,000 yuan."

A cheer erupted from the crowd, but everyone kept their voices down.

At this moment, Garuru was already wearing Wu Jianguo's old leather jacket, which Wu Jianguo bought himself two years ago when he had just learned how to shop online. Because of the size standard, he bought a much larger size, but he did not return it and just left it there without ever wearing it.

Despite being a plus-size jacket, the black leather jacket still fit Garuru very tightly, and paired with the black stretchy shorts below, it exuded a violent aesthetic that was even more exaggerated than Schwarzenegger's Terminator.

It lay in the distant cornfield, squinting its beastly eyes at the dozen or so pitiful prey.