High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 1354 - 101 Gigantic Zero Three

Chapter 1354: Chapter 101 Gigantic Zero Three

"Bam!"

The sound of something enormous echoed from outside the private room, as if someone had knocked a door off its hinges, or a painting hanging on the wall had fallen to the floor.

"Tab it! Tab it!!" The Wandering Wizard, holding a bottle of liquor, shouted towards the door, then glared fiercely at the Big Mouse on the sofa, "Are you planning to make me redecorate this place from scratch?"

The Rat Immortal felt very innocent.

"I didn’t move just now." Its small, round eyes opened wide, and it glanced instinctively at its tail that trailed from the sofa and slithered out of the room, then flexed its tailbone slightly.

The thick rat tail surged out of the room like a wave.

More clattering noises came from outside.

Only then did the Rat Immortal lift its head, looking very certain at the bar’s owner, "This commotion was my doing... That earlier one, really wasn’t me!"

The Wandering Wizard half-opened his mouth, hand pinching the brim of his pointed hat, seemingly considering whether to stuff this Big Mouse into his hat.

"Old Mouse! Run, run! Giant Zero Three just moved a bit!" A voice screamed, coming from outside the room, from far to near, like a train bursting out of a tunnel with its siren, and in a blink, crashed into the snug private room.

A russet ’leather ball’ tumbled into the room.

The Rat Immortal and the Wandering Wizard exchanged looks.

"Whoosh!"

The thick rat tail, like a startled python, quickly contracted. Outside, there was a series of clinking and clanging sounds. A white mist rose from the top of the Rat Immortal’s head, seeming to smooth out the wrinkles on its face.

"What a waste, such a waste!" The Wandering Wizard heartbrokenly watched the white mist, lamenting deeply, "This is sheer destruction of heavenly creation!"

Then he spotted the ’russet leather ball’, turned to look at the Rat Immortal and added, "The barrier that Fei Rui broke will also be tabbed to your bill... such an ugly name."

He was referring to the name ’Fei Rui’.

However, the two guests in the room seemed to pay no mind to the bar owner’s thoughts.

The Rat Immortal’s form shrunk rapidly, going from about a person’s height to just half a foot. Underneath it appeared, unknown when, a delicately carved agarwood palanquin floating in mid-air.

The ’russet leather ball’ also deflated, shrinking from the size of a basketball to that of a tennis ball, floating in mid-air as well.

"Moved a bit?" The Rat Immortal leaned forward, its mustache trembling slightly, showing some excitement.

"The distant joint of the ring and pinky fingers on the left hand moved a bit." Fei Rui darted about in mid-air, like a tennis ball being smacked by a racket—seemingly unable to vent its excitement internally, "Terri was right! He really did it! Without a doubt! It moved!"

"This is indeed good news." The Wandering Wizard complimented slightly from behind the bar.

Before his words ended, the two ’mouse guests’ turned into two streaks of green smoke and disappeared from sight. The Wandering Wizard sighed softly, gulped down the last sip of Sea Monster Langmu from his glass, then reached to the topmost shelf of the liquor cabinet to pull out a dusty bottle, turned around, and vanished behind the bar.

Only his murmuring voice lingered in the air:

"At this moment... it’s quite the appropriate choice to go and celebrate, isn’t it?"

"That said, Sea Monster Langmu really tastes awful."

...

...

The setting sun was like a wheel, casting a swath of orange-yellow light.

It coated the towering mountain with a layer of enchanting glaze.

The perpetual snow on the mountain summit at this moment became the best backdrop, capable of accommodating the most natural and spectacular colors of this world, while also adding a touch of austere temperament to it.

A giant leaned against the mountain, lying slantingly in the afterglow of this sunset.

To be precise, it was a skeleton of a giant.

The smooth skull resembled a mini ice skating rink, bathed in the sunset’s hues. On both shoulders, there were curved, sharp horns. However, perhaps due to a struggle, the horn on the left side was broken in the middle, exposing a jagged surface like that of a reef.

Inside the empty chest cavity of the giant, not a trace of flesh was present, and the thick ribs, like rows of spruces, opened up towards the grey sky, revealing the dark rocks beneath them.

Below the chest cavity, it was submerged in dense mist, obscuring the specific appearance.

Its right hand was submerged in that mist.

But its left hand reached out of the mist, surpassing its skull, stretching upward, with its palm firmly grasping the massive boulders at the mountain’s summit. Anyone seeing this scene for the first time would envision in their mind—a defeated giant who crawled over the mountains, using the highest peak as its gravestone. It nearly succeeded; its left hand had already reached the mountain top, but it was at that moment that it died of exhaustion.

Time was frozen in this moment of struggle.

The thick fog, like flowing water, slid across the middle of the mountain. There was not a single sound in the fog, just like the mountain itself, which seemed to have been this silent since ancient times.

"Crash crash..."

Several falling rocks slid down from the opposite side of the mountain, plunging into the thick fog without causing a single sound.

From where the rocks tumbled out, at some point, a small archway had appeared.

The archway was only about a meter high, flanked by plump Roman columns, with olives and laurels tangled atop the arch. Among them, several little angels, naked, clung with a strange smile on their faces.

Mouse Immortal and Fatty Rui stood at the exit of this archway, silently observing the giant’s skeleton.

In the center of the giant’s smooth skull, a line of bright red characters was inscribed:

Giant Zero Three.

"Creak, creak."

The archway behind the two mice gave off a strained groan, the little angels embedded among the olives and laurels showing panicked expressions on their faces, as if a barbarian was frantically battering the door.

Shortly after, the Wandering Wizard’s pointed hat was the first to emerge from the archway, appearing in this silent world.

Then came his head, beard, black robe, and beneath the robe, his skinny hand holding a bottle of wine and three glasses.

"Too small," the Wandering Wizard, still not fully through the archway, complained in a low voice: "The door you guys opened is really too small... Have you considered the size of your guests?"

Mouse Immortal stared quietly at the giant skeleton, not bothering with him.

However, Fatty Rui glanced at the archway and then at the size of the Wandering Wizard, and eventually, considering the wine, he shook his head: "There shouldn’t be guests here originally."

Finally, the Wandering Wizard squeezed through the archway, standing on the boulder at the mountain waist, taking a deep breath.

"What a terrible name." He looked at the line of characters inscribed in the center of the giant’s skull, disappointment in his tone: "Absolutely lacking depth and elegance... The simplicity and beauty of its numerals have been utterly destroyed!"

This time, even Fatty Rui didn’t feel like engaging with him.