A Henchman Delivered to My Door?

"Niuniu, if that aunt comes again, just let her come upstairs to find big brother, okay?"

Chen Shu patted Niuniu's head and sent her home.

Back at his place, he casually tossed Hao Meili's bag to the side, not caring about it at all.

If the police came, he'd naturally return it, but whether it was calling the police or pulling surveillance, it was all troublesome.

When it came to annoying people, Chen Shu had his own way.

He returned to his bedroom and summoned the golden slime.

After completing the earlier option, he successfully advanced to level six as a beastmaster, and the slime's stats had also increased significantly—its snoring was even louder than before!

What surprised him most was that the slime's "Charge" skill had automatically leveled up.

Each breakthrough brought a chance for the contracted beast to learn a new skill or upgrade an existing one.

Though the probability of upgrading a skill was slightly higher than learning a new one, both were still ridiculously low.

Especially for an F-grade contracted beast.

"You better give it your all and smash every piece of trash in our way in the future!"

Chen Shu patted the slime on the head and began refining potion from the herbs.

By the afternoon of the next day, the slime had finally finished digesting all the medicine, and its defense and body size had increased significantly.

If it used its gigantify ability, the slime could grow to nearly ten meters—a size most Black Iron-level beasts couldn't reach.

Although its actual strength was far from Black Iron-level, at least its sense of oppression was strong!

My contracted beast is huge—opponents might not even be able to endure it.

In the afternoon, Chen Shu and Zhang Dali lay on the couch playing games all day, successfully dropping from Gold to Silver.

"Dali, you're seriously holding us back!"

Chen Shu couldn't help but complain. They had played all afternoon and only won once—

And in that match, the enemy team had two players go AFK...

"How am I holding you back? I don't just hide in the jungle anymore when I play jungle."

"Yeah, you're not hiding in the jungle anymore—you're stealing lane farm."

Chen Shu took a deep breath and said, "It's fine to steal farm, but as a jungler, getting the gold medal for mid lane? That's too much."

"...So that's why you reported me?"

"This is called protecting the public from harm!" Chen Shu suddenly thought of something. "By the way, I'm going to see Xie Sunan tomorrow. Want to come?"

"Me? Nah, I have another spirit-chef training session."

"Feeling confident?" asked Chen Shu.

Though Zhang Dali was a great cook, spirit-chef training tested one's ability to handle fierce beast meat—much more difficult.

"I can probably barely get first place." Zhang Dali shook his head, clearly not satisfied with himself.

"By the way, when are your parents getting back? I'm kinda hungry."

"So you're done stealing farm and now you're mooching dinner too!"

Just then, the door opened.

Chen Shu's parents returned home, but besides the two of them, there was also a police officer and a girl.

"Oh? You confirmed it's your bag now? That was fast."

Chen Shu immediately recognized her—it was Hao Meili from yesterday.

"Naughty Chen, watch your tone!" his father, Chen Ping, scolded.

"Hello, officer!"

Chen Shu stood up and smiled, completely ignoring Hao Meili.

Hao Meili no longer had the arrogance from yesterday—she even seemed to flinch when seeing Chen Shu.

The officer said, "Hello, Little Chen. The investigation is complete. Ms. Hao remembered the money incorrectly, and the phone was broken by accident."

"If possible, please return the bag to her."

Chen Shu nodded, retrieved the bag from next to the trash bin, and said, "You can have it back, but first, go down and apologize to Niuniu again!"

"Do you realize you've harmed one of our nation's flowers, Auntie?" Chen Shu asked sternly.

Hao Meili remained silent and nodded.

Chen Shu didn't bother arguing further and returned the bag to her.

After the two left, the three family members immediately asked Chen Shu what had happened.

After he explained, Zhang Dali suddenly slammed the table. "Why didn't you beat the dog-daylights out of her?"

Chen Shu looked over, clearly thinking, "Great minds think alike."

...

The next morning, Chen Shu arrived at Xiafei Road, ready to deal with the fake potion dealer.

Just as he reached the intersection, a voice suddenly called out.

"Chen Shu!"

A girl with a ponytail jogged over.

"Xia Bing?" Chen Shu looked at his former class monitor and recognized her instantly.

"What a coincidence! What are you doing here?"

"I live nearby," Xia Bing explained. "And I still owe you money, remember? I wanted to pay you back today."

"No rush, I'm not hurting for money!"

Chen Shu looked carefree and bold as he quickly asked, "So, SuperPay or cash?"

"..." Xia Bing was speechless. I thought you really weren't in a hurry?

Also, it's not me rushing to repay you—it's because you're calculating interest daily...

"Bank transfer," Xia Bing said. "I borrowed 120,000 from you, and using double the bank's interest rate, that would be..."

"Forget the interest!" Chen Shu said generously.

Xia Bing looked him up and down. Did you really just say that? Are you possessed or something?

"Help me with something!" Chen Shu grinned, his eyes gleaming mischievously.

Xia Bing immediately felt uneasy. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

Chen Shu replied righteously, "How could it be bad? Help me catch a scammer! We must uphold public order! As the upright youth of the new era, we must not shrink from our duty!"

Xia Bing hesitated for a moment but then nodded. "Alright, I'll take it as repayment for your loan."

According to Chen Shu's judgment, Wang Bage definitely wasn't the mastermind—how could a mud vendor have such nerve?

There had to be someone else behind it, and it likely involved a beastmaster. What ordinary person would dare to scam over ten million?

Chen Shu might not be able to handle it alone, but with Xia Bing, it was a different story.

Her contracted beast was an Ice Wolf, which had both attack and control abilities.

If they couldn't win, the Ice Wolf could at least buy time—for his strategic retreat...

Who could say no to a bodyguard that walks right up to your door?