Chapter 75: I Can Also Care for Small Animals

Kanzaki Rin instinctively caught the Long Spear and looked down.

The ruby-like weapon sparkled with crystalline beauty, cool to the touch. She recalled Heishi Youto—the second vampire she and Fang Cheng had taken out—whose ability involved hardening blood into such crystals. Now Fang Cheng wielded this power himself. The reason seemed obvious.

She didn’t press for details, satisfied with understanding the gist. Instead of immediately killing the monster, she asked, “Why should I do it?”

*Because my lifespan’s too precious. Can’t waste a single second.*

*Ignore that keyboard-mashing nonsense! Officer, please stop pointing guns at my head. Scared.jpg*

The real reason? Fang Cheng wanted to test whether he could gain Ability Fragments by touching a monster corpse slain by someone else. Success would open endless opportunities.

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He clasped his hands, feigning solemnity. “Amitabha. This humble monk recently joined an animal welfare group. We must protect tiny creatures—no killing allowed.”

Kanzaki Rin stared at his full head of hair, then at the Giant Toad sprawled on the ground—nothing “tiny” about it. She struggled to respond.

The toad wheezed weakly, “Don’t… kill me… I only ate society’s trash… served justice…”

“Bullshit!” Fang Cheng kicked its rubbery hide. “Since when do monsters run background checks? You think this area’s regular disappearances—men, women, kids—were all ‘trash’?”

This slum’s frequent monster attacks made the Giant Toad an easy target. Tonight’s gangster victim? Pure coincidence.

Most monsters didn’t need human flesh to survive. Vampires had niche diets, but ordinary food sufficed for others. Yet nature’s malice cursed over 90% with an innate hunger for humans. Some resisted the urge; most indulged.

The Giant Toad epitomized this—blending into human society as a model wage slave by day, hunting freely when cravings peaked. Such behavior destroyed any hope of human-monster coexistence.

Governments struggled to clean out monsters due to bureaucratic hurdles. Capitalists adored them as efficient laborers—who cared about a few “weeds” getting trimmed? Factories once openly hired monsters, feeding them monthly “snacks” of homeless people until media exposure forced shutdowns.

As Kanzaki Rin raised the spear, the toad screeched: “Wait! I’ll join your animal group! I’m a rare species—you can’t kill me!”

Fang Cheng snorted. “Toadbro, even Korean plastic surgery can’t fix your face. Just restart your character creation.”

“Fake animal groups save endangered species. Real ones? Only cute pets matter. You’re too ugly even for that.”

“This… this is looksism!” The toad wailed. “Don’t ugly lives matter?!”

Fang Cheng sighed, “Congratulations on finally realizing the truth—this world judges people by their looks.”

“I hate this!”

Kanzaki Rin couldn’t stand listening any longer. She stabbed her Long Spear through the Giant Toad’s head, ending the pitiful creature’s miserable existence.

Without hesitation, Fang Cheng crouched and sliced open the Giant Toad’s chest, plunging his hand inside to search for its heart.

A stray thought crossed his mind—what would he do if future monsters lacked hearts? Where else could he…harvest?

As he pondered, the familiar warmth of energy absorption surged through his fingers into his body.

Fang Cheng brightened. So he could still reap rewards from corpses slain by others! Though perhaps it worked because he’d dealt most of the damage to this monster, contributing more than Kanzaki Rin’s finishing blow.

Text notifications flickered in his vision:

[Energy absorption in progress…]

[Life Fragment (1/3) +1]

[Tanning Skill (Fragment 1/5) +1]

Disappointment crept in. Only one Life Fragment? And what use was a tanning ability? Either the Giant Toad had been too weak, or sharing the kill reduced the spoils. Worst of all, he’d failed to acquire the creature’s invisibility-like power—crushing his hopes of covert bathhouse visits.

Noticing his frown, Kanzaki Rin asked, “What did you find?” Her curiosity about his corpse-looting ritual outweighed her annoyance.

Fang Cheng shot her a grin. “Something round, soft, and warm…with little bumps. You’ve got one too—” His gaze dropped pointedly to her chest.

The Long Spear’s tip halted inches from his throat. “I meant its heart!” he yelped. “Your dirty mind twisted things!”

“Hmph!” Kanzaki Rin snorted softly, summoning a drone via her tablet. A body bag thudded to the ground. “Help me load this.”

“Too tired.”

“Lazy bastard.”

“Language, Miss Councilor.”

Grumbling about gunshot wound explanations and Countermeasures Department favors, she wrestled the corpse into the bag alone. Fang Cheng watched thoughtfully. “How does your department usually handle monster remains?”

“Forensic teams at the Countermeasures Department process them. Why?”

“Do they hire temps?”

Kanzaki Rin paused, then laughed coldly. “Sure—after you graduate from Tokyo Medical, complete five government service years flawlessly, then apply. Easy.”

Undeterred, Fang Cheng pressed, “What if I sneaked in disguised as takeout?”

“Their security outranks armories. You’d get tackled before crossing the threshold.” Her sarcasm bit sharper after months of partnership.

Plan A foiled, Fang Cheng’s mind raced. Black market corpse procurement? But funding…His eyes settled on Kanzaki Rin.

“Stop staring,” she snapped.

“Rin-chan…”

The cutesy honorific raised goosebumps across her arms. “I’ve got this bold idea—”