31: Chapter 31: Killing the monkeys of India, giving the Chinese contestants a massage?

Someone joked, "Did he think he was dealing with a person?"

"For monkeys like these, how could they ever be coerced?"

"Once they fly into a rage, they strike first. Do you think they'd stop to consider if they might hurt their young?"

"It's just that Boss An used some unknown method to make them docile."

"Under normal circumstances, they are terrifying existences."

"But I still have to admire that guy's guts."

"Facing an entire Tribe alone and daring to play at kidnapping—if he didn't die, it would be a violation of the laws of nature."

"If someone like that is a master, then if I went, could I become a Heavenly Emperor?"

"Why haven't our Indian friends in the live broadcast room come out to speak?"

"Are they too ashamed to show their faces?"

"Hahaha! Where would they find the leisure to speak right now?"

"Losing five years of lifespan is no small matter; they're busy dealing with monkeys."

"It's hard to say if they're even still alive."

"..."

The Dragon Country Live Stream Room was jubilant; those people had always looked down on Dragon Country before.

Serves them right!

Soon, the topic in the live broadcast room began to return to the main track.

Someone worriedly asked, "Was anyone just in the India live broadcast room?"

"Did you see what species The monkeys that killed the Indian contestant were?"

"Yeah! What species of monkey is it? we have to take precautions."

"In case Boss An encounters them, we can warn him."

"..."

Everyone was afraid that An Ke would encounter the same species of monkey that the Indian contestant had.

If he were targeted, it would be all over.

"If he encounters them, he should get as far away as possible."

"Hey! What warning?"

"Boss An has already encountered them!"

"What!?"

"The monkeys the Indian contestant encountered are exactly these monkeys around Boss An."

"Ah?"

"Is that for real?"

"That's a bit ridiculous, isn't it?"

"..."

The masses watched the live broadcast room, where a group of monkeys quietly surrounded An Ke, tilting their heads as they watched him craft a bow.

They all found it hard to believe.

"This group of cute monkeys could scratch someone to death?"

"They would brutally swing a person back and forth in the air?"

The Indian contestant hadn't been turned into a meal immediately.

Before that, he had been treated like a ball, swung back and forth between tree branches by the Monkey troop.

It was a painful torture.

"The contrast is just too huge, isn't it?"

Because the contrast was so great, it was a bit hard for people to wrap their heads around it.

Little Scar and the others were not only quiet but also well-behaved and obedient.

Some of The monkeys were even pounding on An Ke's back.

Little Scar even directly chased the other monkeys away and then started pounding An Ke's back himself.

"Ah?"

This ridiculous display made people both laugh and cry.

"Hey, hey, hey! You're the Monkey King, for goodness' sake!"

"Does a Monkey King have so little dignity?"

"This makes An Ke look like he's become the King of Kings!"

"..."

An Ke watched as Little Scar personally stepped in to pound his back.

He was also quite surprised in his heart.

He couldn't help but smile, "It seems you're really looking forward to your bow!"

As for arrows, An Ke had crafted quite a few last night.

However, due to a lack of feathers, a significant portion of them hadn't had fletching installed.

But there was no rush now; after all, there were no troublesome enemies.

What was missing now was the bow.

"Don't worry, you'll have your very own bow and arrows soon!"

Now that An Ke's proficiency had increased,

His crafting speed had also become several times faster.

In just one hour, An Ke had finished crafting a new bow.

Afterward, An Ke very thoughtfully crafted an additional simple quiver, and only then did he finish his work with satisfaction.

"Little Scar, it's done!"

An Ke laughed and handed the bow and quiver to Little Scar.

Seeing that the other didn't seem to know how to carry it on his back,

An Ke smiled, "Let me help you."

Then, An Ke helped Little Scar put on the quiver.

To make the quiver fit Little Scar's frame, An Ke had deliberately reduced the size.

With his current proficiency, it wasn't a very difficult problem.

With the quiver on his back and the bow in his hand, Little Scar looked quite majestic.

He looked a bit like a small magical beast from another world.

Little Scar looked at the equipment on his body and seemed very satisfied.

He happily started howling in place, while jumping and spinning around.

He used this method to express his joy.

Around them, the other monkeys also started howling when they saw this.

They were both curious and envious.

Little Scar, surrounded by admiration, straightened his back and accepted the worship of the other monkeys.

He was full of mettle and pride.

An Ke watched this scene, laughing so hard he couldn't close his mouth.

He was just a show-off.

Without disturbing him, An Ke went to the weapons he had crafted last night and picked up three arrows.

Right now, there were only three arrows with feathers attached.

"Little Scar, come here!"

"I'll give you three arrows first."

Little Scar, who was enjoying himself, immediately ran over when he heard An Ke calling him.

"He really is obedient!"

"It's impossible to imagine that they would hurt people."

"In the end, it was that Indian contestant who brought it upon himself!"

After putting the three arrows into the quiver, Little Scar's loadout was considered initially complete.

Little Scar had a face full of excitement, and then he started calling out to An Ke.

He gestured with a pounding motion.

An Ke understood instantly, "Are you planning to give me a massage as a reward?"

"Hahaha!"

An Ke naturally didn't mind.

But just then, several more monkeys tried to approach.

They also planned to pound An Ke's back.

Because they liked Little Scar's set of bow and arrow equipment too much.

Little Scar had just pounded An Ke's back and then received it.

They thought that as long as they pounded An Ke's back, they could get one too.

An Ke didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this.

However, Little Scar barked and drove them all back.

The area around the waist was only so big.

There was no need for so many people—no! There was no need for so many monkeys to pound his back.

"Hey!" An Ke spoke up to stop him.

"Little Scar, don't be so irritable."

"The other monkeys also mean well."

Under An Ke's soothing, Little Scar calmed down.

And An Ke simply lay flat on his stomach, then chuckled, "Let's all do it together!"

By lying down, the area that could be massaged became much larger.

Seeing this, the other monkeys all showed looks of joy and crowded closer one after another.

Some kneaded An Ke's arms, while others kneaded An Ke's thighs.

Meanwhile, Little Scar remained responsible for An Ke's entire back.

There was even a monkey that came to help groom An Ke's hair, looking for fleas.

If it caught one, it would pop it into its own mouth.

Living in the jungle for the past few days, An Ke did indeed have quite a few fleas on his head.

Having monkeys help clean them was simply wonderful.

Just like that, An Ke closed his eyes and enjoyed the full-body massage from The monkeys.

What satisfied him was that the pressure from this group of monkeys was just right.

They truly were humanity's close relatives.

They understood human 'pressure points'!

Inside the live broadcast room!

The Dragon Country Masses had already become accustomed to seeing this scene.

After all, The monkeys also brought bananas every day and helped check the traps and such.

They were just very moved that The monkeys Boss An had personally trained were so well-behaved.

However, for those foreign experts and professors who had only come to the live broadcast room today,

This scene caused their worldviews to shatter.