Chapter 45: Martian Rain

Qiao Sang brought Fire Fang to a nearby alley.

Fire Fang felt something was off.

But the smell of the super spicy wings paralyzed its thoughts.

Without much thought, Fire Fang took the wing from its tamer and took a big bite.

The meat was tender and quite delicious.

Fire Fang's eyes lit up, and just as it was about to take a second bite, the next second—

"Fan!!!"

A miserable cry echoed through the empty alley.

Passersby at the alley entrance stopped to look inside, thinking there might be an animal abuse incident.

Looking inside, they saw a girl standing quietly by the side, while Fire Fang was spraying flames wildly at the wall.

It turned out to be a fire-type pet going berserk.

The passersby concluded this and, not wanting to be targeted by the fire-type pet, continued on their way as if they hadn't seen anything.

"Fire Fang, hold on, compress, compress, and then try to spray," Qiao Sang reminded from the side.

"Fan!!!"

Fire Fang's wet eyes were truly wet.

It was crying...

Compress?

What kind of compression?

It only knew it was about to be spiced to death!!!

Heat surged in its stomach, the spiciness rising, filling its nose and throat.

"Fan!!!"

Fire Fang sprayed flames unconsciously, just wanting to make its throat and stomach feel better.

Qiao Sang clearly felt that Fire Fang's sparks were developing from a ball shape into a column. She quickly took out her phone and recorded the scene.

When Fire Fang was exhausted and sat on the ground, Qiao Sang took out a bottle of Qi Yuan milk from her backpack, opened it, and handed it over.

Fire Fang immediately held the milk with both paws and drank it in big gulps. In no time, the milk was finished.

Its tearful eyes looked pitifully at Qiao Sang.

Qiao Sang understood its meaning.

"No, I only brought four bottles of milk, and I need to save some for later," Qiao Sang refused.

Her funds had recently shrunk significantly, with only expenses and no income. The amount of Qi Yuan milk she needed to drink after training every day had to be reduced by nearly half.

Why can't I drink it now if I need to drink it later?

Fire Fang, with its innocent eyes, didn't understand, until its tamer offered it another string of wings.

"Fan!"

Fire Fang instantly retreated to the corner, shaking its head vigorously.

It was this thing that made it like this!

It swore it would never eat this again!

Qiao Sang squatted down next to Fire Fang, took out her phone, and showed it the video she had just recorded.

"Look, the flames you just sprayed are different from your usual sparks, right?"

Fire Fang watched the video of itself being spiced out.

In the video, its fur stood on end, tears and snot streaming down its face, far from the cool and handsome appearance it had when it left the house this morning.

"Fan Fan!"

Fire Fang covered its eyes with its paws, refusing to acknowledge that the image in the video was itself.

Feeling Fire Fang's thoughts, Qiao Sang was momentarily stunned. She had forgotten that Fire Fang cared about its image...

It seemed she would have to use another tactic...

Qiao Sang picked up her phone and searched for videos of other fire-type pet competitions, specifically adding the keywords "cool" and "handsome."

Without watching them beforehand, she clicked on the most viewed recent video and showed it to Fire Fang, saying, "Look."

Fire Fang peeked through a gap in its paws, and only when it saw that it wasn't the embarrassing video of itself did it lower its paws.

In the video, the Curling Flame Lion had a head of fiery red curly hair. It let out a long roar to the sky, and with a powerful stomp of its right front paw, a goose-egg-sized flame condensed above its head.

The flame, charged with terrifying energy, rose higher and higher, then scattered like fireworks, with sparks falling in a beautiful scene.

Fire Fang was captivated by the video, but the scene was soon shattered by the deafening explosions as the sparks hit the ground.

Dust and smoke rose in the video, and when the explosions subsided and the dust settled, the ground was a wasteland.

Pits and holes covered the entire area, and the opponent was charred black, unrecognizable.

The beautiful scene instantly turned into a terrifying one.

Fire Fang stared at the video, motionless.

Qiao Sang was stunned after watching the video. She wanted Fire Fang to see cool fire-type skills, but not such high-difficulty ones!

She wanted to show it basic skills like spraying flames, fireballs, and flame strikes that even beginner pets could learn.

The Mars Rain skill released by the Curling Flame Lion in the video was an advanced skill, far beyond what Fire Fang could learn at this stage.

Qiao Sang wanted to change the video, but she saw that Fire Fang was still immersed in the previous scene.

She had an idea and tempted, "Do you want to learn it?"

Fire Fang's eyes lit up, and it looked at its tamer with eager anticipation.

Bingo!

Qiao Sang secretly praised her own cleverness.

"Actually, I was trying to help you understand a new skill. Did you feel that the sparks you just sprayed were different from before? These spicy wings are the key to stimulating your inner energy. As long as you follow my training, you can definitely learn the Mars Rain skill in the video," Qiao Sang coaxed.

Learning Mars Rain was impossible, but learning other low-level fire-type skills was possible.

"Fan!"

Fire Fang nodded solemnly after hearing its tamer's words.

It completely forgot about its embarrassing appearance in the video and the taste of the spicy wings, focusing only on learning this cool and explosive skill.

"Wait until you finish the wings, don't spray fire randomly. Gather the rising energy, compress it, and then release it," Qiao Sang took the opportunity to instruct.

"Fan!"

Fire Fang responded forcefully, extending its paw to take the string of wings it had sworn never to eat again.

It closed its eyes, held its breath, and bit into the wing with a sense of determination.

"Fan!!!"

The familiar feeling surged up.

"Compress!" Qiao Sang reminded from the side.

Fire Fang resisted the urge to spray fire immediately, focusing on the energy within its body, compressing it as much as possible.

When it felt it had compressed to the limit, Fire Fang could no longer hold back and released the gathered flames.

Unlike the usual sparks or the column-like flames from before, a scorching flame was released in a rapid, rotating manner.

Before Qiao Sang could understand what skill it was—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of bricks and stones falling echoed in her ears.

The wall collapsed...

Qiao Sang's vision went dark as she stood there, staring at the old man with a cane on the other side of the wall.

Fire Fang, satisfied with the power of its flames, momentarily forgot about needing milk to cool down. It turned excitedly to look at its tamer, waiting for praise.

Before it could admire its work for long, its body was lifted into the air.

It turned out its tamer was carrying it and running away.

"Fan?"

Fire Fang was confused.

Wasn't it supposed to learn a new skill?

Why are we running?

Qiao Sang was panicking inside.

Did that old man see her?

He must have seen her...

And probably remembered her appearance...

After all, she was so beautiful...