Rabbit Must Die-Chapter 198 - 197: Making You Give Up [Subscribe for Monthly Tickets Please]_1

Chapter 198: Chapter 197: Making You Give Up [Subscribe for Monthly Tickets Please]_1

"Damn it! Will this ever end?" A day later, Qin Shou really felt an urge to crush a water balloon, but he held back. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Yu’er, what’s wrong with you?" Chang’e asked, looking at Qin Shou’s bloodshot eyes.

Qin Shou, with a look of dejection, said, "It’s nothing... I’m just... just frustrated!"

Qin Shou was frustrated, and so were the Sanhuan Cave Master and Kuisong Daoist. They found that their minds were becoming more unreliable by the day, always forgetting things!

Especially Kuisong Daoist, who used to be seated, now lay down.

Sanhuan Cave Master told him to sit up, only to hear him reply, "Forgot how to sit..."

"Brother, stop joking, how could someone forget such a thing? Look how I’m sitting. Just learn from me and sit up, and it’s all good, right?"

No sooner had he spoken, the Sanhuan Cave Master also lay down.

Kuisong, moved, said, "Little brother, why lie down? Your brother here doesn’t need your company."

Sanhuan Cave Master replied with a sobbing voice, "Brother, I forgot how to sit too."

Kuisong Daoist: "..."

This strange case of forgetfulness grew worse and worse, and both were extremely worried... yet they never imagined all their stuff had been stolen by this rabbit. After all, in some sense, the stealing technique was unimaginably twisted!

After seeing off Chang’e, Qin Shou sighed, closed the Moon Palace’s gate, and continued his efforts to—grope... the ball!

Three days later...

A mad cackle from a rabbit suddenly echoed through the Moon Palace...

"Muahaha... Finally succeeded! Damn, I finally figured out something decent! Haha..." Qin Shou roared with laughter as he looked at the new trick in his mind—the Technique of Transformation!

Transformation Magic: Can transform into anyone.

The description was quite simple, and even Qin Shou knew the level of this transformation technique couldn’t be that high, but even the leg of a mosquito is flesh—having magic is good enough! Moreover, this was a good sign.

After such a long period of frenzied theft, Qin Shou had also summarized some patterns of this magic.

The success rate of stealing magic depended on the strength gap between him and his target, as well as the level of the magic itself. The lower the level of the magic or skill, the higher the success rate. But this wasn’t absolute—when a person knew only one top-level magic, success meant a definite steal!

In other words, the less the other party knew, the higher the probability of stealing something good.

Now that he had stolen a spell, it meant that the most basic and rubbish skills of these two dummies had almost been pilfered by him!

However, after three continuous days and nights of stealing, Qin Shou was almost sick of it. Since he had stolen something good and his mood improved, he might as well stop and go for a walk.

Meanwhile, the Sanhuan Cave Master and Kuisong Daoist felt like crying. They lay there with faces full of despair. Sitting and walking were instincts. They might have forgotten, but as soon as they saw the rabbit walk, they could immediately learn to walk like babies learning their first steps. The same went for sitting...

But the problem was, just when they managed to learn, they would forget again after a while!

After several repetitions, they just gave up...

Now, lying there, staring blankly, they tried hard to remember what else they still knew...

Qin Shou didn’t care what they were thinking; instead, he lay on top of the carriage canopy in the courtyard, gazing at the sky and munching on a radish, pondering the Technique of Transformation he had just acquired.

This wasn’t an Illusion Technique, but a true alteration of bone and flesh, stretching and molding into anyone! Except for the soul, everything else could be changed at will. Though fundamental, it’s a real transformation that, unless you see through the soul, is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Of course, this magic had its flaws. If you only saw the appearance of someone and didn’t know their height, you could only transform into their face, and the body would be a rough approximation, subject to imagination, inviting discrepancies.

For example, a man transforming into a woman without knowing her bust size could result in a random transformation that her husband could likely discern with just a touch.

"With a new toy in hand, the question arises, who should I become? That’s a problem..." Qin Shou lay there, squinting his eyes and muttering to himself.

Just then, Qin Shou saw a cloud sneaking down from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Tianpeng!

Qin Shou was puzzled; it hadn’t been a month since the last deadline had passed, how come this guy was back again? After suffering so much, he still hadn’t given up?

Qin Shou jumped down from the canopy, intending to block the door, but then he had a sudden idea and chuckled, "This time, I’ll make you lose heart altogether!"

With that, Qin Shou turned and ran into the Moon Palace, drew the curtains of Chang’e’s boudoir, and lit the candles. From the outside, one could vaguely see the shadows of someone moving from within.

Although Tianpeng intended to return after a month, the very thought of being able to visit the Moon Palace openly made his heart restless, as if overgrown with grass, not finding peace even for a moment.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Tianpeng murmured, "I wonder if there’s any issue with that forbidden magic of mine. If there is, wouldn’t that mean I’ve harmed Fairy Chang’e? Right, for their safety, I must go and check."

With this justification in mind, Tianpeng rushed to the outside of the Moon Palace. After tidying up his appearance and clearing his throat, he knocked emphatically on the gate.

However, despite knocking several times, there was no response from inside the Moon Palace.

"Can it be that there’s no one there?" Tianpeng muttered to himself and knocked again, only for the door to suddenly swing open!

"Eh? The door’s open, so someone must be inside." Tianpeng peered in; it was empty, and he saw no one. As he looked up, he noticed a shadow moving behind the windows of the palace, seemingly a woman!

Tianpeng’s heart raced, thinking to himself, "That’s Fairy Chang’e’s boudoir and she’s there today! Haha... seems like the Rabbit isn’t there! Ha ha... Fortune favors me indeed!"

Taking a deep breath, Tianpeng was about to call out...

But before the words left his mouth, he swallowed them back down, spun around on the spot three times, and finally, gritting his teeth and stamping his foot, he said, "She might not hear me from outside; otherwise, she surely would’ve heard me knocking earlier. Thus, wouldn’t it be better to pay a direct visit inside? Yes, I’m not a skirt-chaser; I’m just paying a respectable visit!"

Having found a suitable excuse for his voyeurism, Tianpeng didn’t linger. He closed the grand doors of the Moon Palace and entered the palace radiating excitement.

Chang’e’s boudoir was on the top level, the ninth floor.

Tianpeng made his way stealthily, not making a single sound, while still inventing justifications for himself, "I want to surprise her; she’ll undoubtedly be overjoyed seeing me paying a visit suddenly..."

Thus, he sneaked up to the ninth floor and peeked in to see that the door to Chang’e’s boudoir wasn’t entirely closed!

Through the crack, he could perfectly see a bathtub filled with steaming water, obviously just drawn!

"She’s... going to... bathe..." Tianpeng felt parched, his tongue curling as he struggled to speak clearly, covering his chest and blushing with excitement, while internally he resisted, "No, I can’t look; it’s not gentlemanly. If I get caught, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash away the scandal. I must go downstairs! Hey, hey, why won’t my legs obey me, how come they’re moving closer?"

Lost in wild thoughts, Tianpeng approached the door, peering through the crack, and caught sight of Chang’e’s figure...

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