...others indulge...

Hungover Primates are worst than drunken ones.

"Well...this is definitely less than ideal," Zhen Hou whispered to his group mates while they were all hiding in a bush that was cloaked with their combined aether.

Standing a mere dozen or so feet from where they were standing, several calabash trees, loaded with bright blue calabash fruits, were growing big and strong without a single care in the world.

Occasionally, one of these calabashes would fall into the lake they were growing next to and raised the water level a centimeter or two.

This sudden increase of water volume, however, wouldn't last long.

Splash!

"Ook?"

"Ook?"

"Eep!"

Surrounding the calabash trees and lining the shores of the lake, a troop of primate aether beasts could be seen lying about in a rather lethargic manner.