Angry Laugh

When Lu Wu opened his eyes, he found that the world had changed completely.
The world before him did not have fancy magic, nor ultimate Dou Qi.
What it had were summoners that form contracts with summoned beasts.
And coincidentally, he was such a summoner, although not a professional one, and his first summoned beast was a piece of crap.
But that was fine, because he also had a golden finger!

My starting summon is a small skeleton

At the small pavilion by the lake on the farm.


Lu Wu was doing something rare—neither studying nor writing in his diary.


He sat casually at the edge of the pavilion, leaning against the pillar behind him, one hand playing with Little Skeleton's crown, the other stroking Little Skeleton's skull, his eyes gazing blankly at the lake surface reflecting the moon.


After a while, a sneaky figure entered the pavilion.


He kicked the Little Skeleton, who was watching TV, causing it to lean toward Lu Wu with a resentful look, then he took a seat across from Lu Wu.


Lu Wu turned his head and glared at Lu Haikong, "Why are you bullying it?"


Lu Haikong naturally diverted the topic, lifting up the two bottles of white liquor in his hand, "Wanna drink?"


"You're really going to drink? I was just being polite."


Lu Haikong was stunned for a moment, but Lu Wu unceremoniously grabbed a bottle, unscrewed it, and took a big swig.


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