The Firefeather Crow wanted a second match. It was unclear what it had felt after colliding with the Muscle Master Hound, but it had developed a sudden enthusiasm for battling. Enjoying the impact... well, more like the thrill of its Flame Blade slicing through objects. This crow was gradually turning twisted. But in the end, the fight didn’t happen. King Wu and the others came out. Following behind them were rows of large cargo trucks. “Nice work, you trounced Old Man Lu’s students pretty fast.” King Wu was brimming with smugness. Su Hao wasn’t his student—he was his junior—but that didn’t stop him from showing off, right? Others didn’t know, but he, who had been pestered by Su Hao with endless questions, once plagued and even losing a few strands of hair, knew exactly how strong Su Hao’s spirits were. Without exaggeration, Su Hao could easily dominate the freshman level at Whale Island University. Even among sophomores, it would be hard to find someone who could beat him for sure. Old Man Lu’s students, whether freshmen or sophomores, Su Hao could crush. Juniors? Basically impossible. The battle systems of junior-level students’ spirits were mostly finalized, and they rarely trained new ones. Spirit contracts had no limits, but most elites and masters only kept three to five spirits. Any more, and they’d need a professional logistics team to help. “That’s King Xiong, the king-level stationed at this fortress. He has a good relationship with the spirits of Bear King Mountain.” King Wu pointed. “See, that Arhat Panda came from Bear King Mountain.” Su Hao looked over. King Xiong’s physique went without saying. Behind him followed that Arhat Panda, standing upright, its white and black fur interwoven, a massive prayer bead necklace around its neck, its eyes slightly bulging as it stared ahead. It didn’t have the usual cuteness of a panda; instead, it gave off a fierce impression. “Let’s go.” King Xiong stepped forward. At the fortress’s alloy gate, large cargo trucks drove out one by one, over a dozen in total, forming a convoy that moved along the rugged road. King Wu scratched his hair. “How about we speed things up?” King Xiong glanced at him, then at his Puppet Master. “Fine, then I’ll trouble you to be free labor.” The Puppet Master just drooped its head, looking like it was tired but had no choice but to work. … Lifting large trucks weighing ten or twenty tons was still a bit strenuous for a monarch-level Puppet Master. And there were over a dozen to move. But under its telekinetic control, the trucks floated up one by one and zipped off into the distance. Many who saw a monarch-level psychic spirit for the first time were stunned. King Wu felt very satisfied. He had successfully shown off again. King Lu, with his spiky hair, snorted. When it came to destruction, he was definitely stronger than that old ghost Wu! … Bear King Mountain wasn’t far from the fortress. A road wide enough for three or four cars to run side by side had been built in between. An asphalt road. But because wild spirits often damaged it, the road wasn’t very smooth. With the trucks lifted away, the others traveled much faster, each showing off their skills, and in a blink, they were at the foot of Bear King Mountain. “There are buildings here?!” Looking ahead, a massive mountain gate stood at the foot of the mountain, with a plaque reading “Bear King Mountain” in three characters. Behind it stretched a staircase paved with large bluestone slabs, winding upward. Each step was very tall and wide, equivalent to three or four normal steps combined. Looking further up, stone houses and stone halls could faintly be seen halfway up the mountain. Su Hao’s mouth fell open. King Wu patted his shoulder. “What are you thinking? Our Dragon Kingdom’s construction team built these for our Bear King Mountain allies.” “Huh???” Su Hao was dumbfounded. So it was built by our Dragon Kingdom engineers? Thinking about it, it made perfect sense. No wonder the “Bear King Mountain” characters were familiar Dragon Kingdom script! He thought… Su Hao felt embarrassed. He glanced around and saw many people with the same expression, which put him at ease. It’s not that I’m confused. I’m just pretending to be confused so I don’t stand out. Yeah, that’s it. At the foot of Bear King Mountain, King Xiong’s Arhat Panda let out a roar, “Ugh—” The sound traveled far, startling many weak wild spirits in the surrounding forest. Soon, Bear figures appeared on the mountain. Despot Bears, Arhat Pandas, Thunderous Roars, and more—all kinds of bear spirits ran down the mountain. Many were still in their growth stages, in initial or first-evolved forms, staring at the large cargo trucks and letting out expectant cries. “Eee eee eee—” Su Hao: “…” Then he saw the truck drivers open the cargo doors, and the bear spirits lined up, moving forward skillfully and carefully to carry down large boxes. One Electric Bear, impatient, tried to pry open the truck door and was immediately swatted away by a Thunderous Roar’s claw. It rolled far away. The Thunderous Roar roared a few more times. The Electric Bear got up, drooped its head, and obediently stood aside. An Arhat Panda walked down from the mountain. Its size was only slightly larger than other Arhat Pandas by a circle or two, but its eyes held a wisdom and weariness that other spirits lacked. It moved slowly, like an old man descending the stone steps, and looked at King Xiong. Its mouth opened slightly, and it spoke Dragon Kingdom language: “Humans who’ve come from afar, follow me.” … On Bear King Mountain. A Thunderous Roar directed other bears to open the massive boxes. From them came unique Dragon Kingdom ingredients, professional cooking utensils, and… computers. Especially the keyboards—many were a meter long, with oversized keys. Su Hao glanced a few times and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. Then he looked at the bear spirits that had received computers, looking like “Ah, I’m dead,” trembling with excitement… He understood. He understood everything. The supplies Dragon Kingdom provided to Bear King Mountain were indeed… very much to the bears’ liking. But wasn’t something off? The bear spirits carried the computers into the stone hall, and then the accompanying staff stepped forward to install them one by one. Wires, internet cables—everything was connected. Little Butterfly stared at the power sockets and computers, her eyes gleaming. But then she thought, wouldn’t the ten power banks she brought be useless? But where does the electricity come from, gu-noh~? Su Hao scanned the hall and finally spotted in a corner several machines he guessed were power generators. Two Thunderous Roars stood nearby, their paws crackling with lightning, transmitting it to the generators. He saw the storage gauge for electricity rising steadily. Su Hao had no more complaints. That was probably a bear-powered generator. While the bustle continued, the special Arhat Panda walked over and looked at King Xiong. “How many of you are participating?” “Eight in total.” King Xiong counted. Su Hao looked around. There was him, Wu Hang, and four others who were younger—some his age, some a bit younger. The other two were master-level spirit summoners, looking to be in their thirties or forties. They also wanted to contract spirits from Bear King Mountain. The Arhat Panda looked at the eight of them and spoke, “As long as you pass the trial, you’ll have the chance to contract one of our bear cubs here. “The trial has two parts: first, strength; second… you must earn the recognition of Bear King Mountain’s spirits.”