Leveling Up With My Pet

"Hey, where did it go?" The words escaped from the Overlord's lips as he scanned the vast expanse of the South Pacific. 

The black giant, a colossal creature, turned its massive head left and right, its obsidian eyes narrowing in confusion. 

Yet, there was no sign of the elusive Overlord, and the giant wandered aimlessly through the cerulean depths, its behemoth form casting an eerie shadow upon the ocean floor.

"Where is that F**king Creature ? " the Overlord pondered silently. He possessed superhuman perception and vision, a gift that extended his awareness to a remarkable radius of a thousand meters. Underwater, his vision became even more formidable, piercing through clear seawater to reveal distant secrets.

The Overlord marveled at his own abilities. He knew that even if the black giant was over two thousand meters away, he could still make out its rough silhouette. Right now, the black giant was nearly two kilometers distant. It swam with an air of unconcern, unaware of the impending danger. Bawang, the Overlord's actual name, sought the opportune moment for a stealthy assault.

After a patient wait, the Overlord still eluded detection. Frustrated, the giant black creature swam away, its massive body displacing countless gallons of seawater. Unbeknownst to it, Bawang followed stealthily from a distance. As he observed, the black monster's guard seemed to lower, and the gap between them slowly diminished.

When Bawang closed the distance to just over 300 meters, caution overcame his desire for a surprise attack. He feared discovery. This range, however, was within striking distance. The Overlord steadied himself, targeting his quarry with lethal precision, and unleashed his sprint skill.

The giant spear extended like a shadow, defying the resistance of the surrounding seawater. The Overlord rushed forth, aiming unerringly for his prey. The black giant sensed impending doom but lacked the time to react.

"Boom!" The colossal spearhead found its mark, plunging into the black giant's back. The resistance was immense as if piercing steel. Yet, the Overlord pressed on, determined. The spear pierced flesh more than half a foot deep.

Blood seeped from the wound as the Overlord retracted his weapon, staining the surrounding waters. While not fatal, the attack had breached the giant's defences. The black monster's rage was palpable as it swiftly turned to confront its assailant. Its gaping maw revealed teeth, each two to three meters in length.

Bawang raced ahead while the black giant pursued relentlessly, but it soon became evident that the Overlord was slipping away. "Lost again!" the monster roared, its frustration building.

Unbeknownst to the beast, Bawang maintained his distance, employing the same stealthy tactics once more. As the black monster's vigilance seemed to wane, the gap between them closed once more. The Overlord launched another sprint when they were within 300 meters of each other.

This time, the outcome was inevitable. The Overlord struck true, his spear sinking deep into the giant's flesh. Successful in his sneak attack, the Overlord swiftly disengaged, leaving behind a bleeding wound.

The black giant seethed with anger but couldn't keep up with the elusive Overlord. Its fury drove it to roam the ocean erratically for more than ten minutes, its frustration mounting. It continued its restless search for the Overlord, unaware of its hidden pursuer.

Bawang bided his time, methodically following from a safe distance. As the black monster's vigilance relaxed, the distance between them once again shrank. When they were just 300 meters apart, the Overlord initiated another sprint, taking his adversary by surprise again.

The outcome was no different. The Overlord's spear found its mark, plunging deep into the black giant. Satisfied with his hit-and-run strategy, the Overlord withdrew swiftly, leaving behind a sizeable wound oozing blood.

Though the black monster seethed with fury, it couldn't match the Overlord's agility. It soon lost track of its nimble foe. Desperate and enraged, it thrashed through the ocean, venting its frustration for more than ten minutes, its search efforts futile.

This strategy had proven effective for the Overlord throughout the day. He had succeeded in frustrating the black giant to no end, compelling it to wander aimlessly in the ocean. "Hey, what happened to it?" the Overlord mused as he watched the giant creature retreat, fleeing in fear towards the southernmost tip of South America, likely destined for the Atlantic Ocean.

With his quarry gone, the Overlord decided to change course, heading south. He had no intention of venturing into the Atlantic Ocean. He journeyed hundreds of nautical miles to the south and stumbled upon a barren island devoid of vegetation.

Yet, this desolate island was teeming with fat, massive walruses, their blubbery forms weighing two to three tons each. They populated the island in the tens of thousands, a sight that brought joy to the Overlord's heart.

The Overlord feasted on the plump walruses for days, indulging in their succulent flesh. When his hunger was sated, he explored the island, relishing the isolation. Despite circumnavigating hundreds of nautical miles, the Overlord never encountered the black giant again. It had likely ventured into the Atlantic Ocean.

The second black giant remained elusive as well. These creatures were rare indeed, and the Overlord considered himself fortunate to have crossed paths with one in the South Pacific.

In the confines of his well-appointed office, Liu Yong received a comprehensive report from Qiu Yang, shedding light on the unfortunate turn of events during the negotiations with Mango Company. With a discerning understanding of the situation, Liu Yong couldn't help but share in Qiu Yang's palpable frustration, acutely aware that Mango Company needed their batteries more than the reverse was true for Mango's cooperation.

Qiu Yang sighed, "The people at Mango Company are insufferable. They believe we should supply them with 100% of our mobile phone batteries at a 10% discount to the domestic market."

Liu Yong offered a reassuring smile, "Don't let it get to you. They'll soon realize that their era is coming to an end, at least in our domestic market. Soon, all domestic mobile phones will be priced at sky-high rates."

Later that afternoon, Liu Yong, seated at his desk, glanced at his phone and stumbled upon a piece of news that left him intrigued. He hoped it was fake, but deep down, he sensed its authenticity.

"Hope it's fake news," he thought, the implications of the news swirling in his mind.