Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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Chapter 363 Stupid Talking Bird

Lilly’s face filled with surprise. Gracie just appeared and disappeared just like that. Hmm, that’s

strange… Lilly thought to herself. Has Gracie recovered from her injuries already? Lilly had all of these

questions, but she could not ask them since Grace was already long gone. Lilly shook her head. The

original heaviness that she had carried with her had finally evaporated and she was back to being her

usual cheerful self.

“Zac, are you afraid of staying here on your own tonight?” Lilly asked.

“Me? Scared?” Zachary answered immediately, as if it was such a ridiculous notion.

Lilly’s father nodded his head in relief. “That’s great to hear! We’ll head back home then!”

Zachary stared blankly as Lilly and Josh ran out for moment and returned with Old Mrs. Crawford in

tow, chattering non-stop.

“Would you guys quieten down for a little while? Let me just sign off on this agreement, then we can go

home,” the old woman pleaded with the children.

“Mhmm, I want to sign too!” Lilly chirped.

“What are you going to sign, Lilly?” Old Mrs. Crawford chuckled.

Lilly stretched out her little palm and pretended to write something on it. “I hereby agree to cut Zac’s

head open!” she proclaimed with a toothy grin.

Josh let out a gentle laugh, while the old woman chuckled as she shook her head helplessly. Zachary

glanced at his older brother, Drake, who sat quietly in the ward. He wondered why Drake even

bothered to come here considering he had been reading a book all this time and had not said a single

word so far. It was then Zac realized that Drake was there to accompany him so he would not feel so

lonely. Zac could not help but feel slightly touched at his older brother’s gesture.

“Are you back to normal yet?” Drake asked without lifting his head from his book. Truthfully, he had not

seen anyone who could blank out for two whole days.

In truth, after returning from Bedlam, Zachary kept replaying the scene of Lilly fighting and capturing

spirits in his head. He had even mentally devised a scoring system for her various abilities.

For example, the Spirit Compass had a defense value of 1000 points, since it could detect spirits in

advance, and a damage value of 282 points. The purple sledgehammer had both a defense and

damage value of 1000 points, since offense was the best defense The spirit containment net had a

defense value of 800 points and an estimated damage value of 900 points. Lilly was still lacking in a

few areas, such as the ability to purify and avoid injury…

A display panel formed in Zachary’s brain with Lilly’s complete data:

Name: Lilly

-Attack: 800/10000 only reachable when other skills are unlocked

Occupation: Practitioner?

Vitality: 500/1000 temporarily decreased after capturing a spirit

Speed: 80/1000 her limbs are too short

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Weapons: Purple sledgehammer, containment spirit net, spirit compass, ghost recovery charm

Accuracy: 100% she had yet to miss a single spirit

Accompanying Mythical Creature: A Master

Recovery:……

Stealth:

“Her speed is still too slow. She’ll have to up her speed if she wants to level up…” Zachary mumbled to

himself.

Josh looked at his cousin and sighed. Zachary was becoming slower by the day. Whenever something

drastic occurred, it took him no less than two days to fully recover nowadays. Perhaps Lilly was right,

and they needed to cut Zachary’s head open to remove the blood clot in his brain, or he might still be

standing unmoving when a rabid dog bit him.

“I’m going home,” Drake announced flatly as he closed his book shut.

Zachary stared at him blankly. Wasn’t he here to accompany me? Zachary wondered.

Old Mrs. Crawford brought Josh, Drake, and Lilly along with her. Jack took over from them, and it was

agreed that Liam would take the night shift.

Zachary felt an indescribable pang of anxiety as he watched Lilly leaving and recalled what she said

about agreeing to split his head open. His heart drummed violently. He wasn’t going to die, was he?

An old lady dressed in a grey top and navy-blue pants appeared in the hospital corridor. She walked

slowly with a hunched back and would occasionally stop to speak to family members of other patients.

She had kind eyes and a friendly face that made others feel at ease. Finally, she stopped outside

Zachary’s ward and smiled at him. “Young kid, you look too healthy to be in a place like this!” she

commented.

Zachary ignored the old lady, not even bothering to say a word. Instead, Jack got up from his seat and

approached the lady. “Excuse me, madam. Can I help you?”

“Oh, no, no,” the old lady waved her hands. “My grandson was warded in this hospital too. I was feeling

a little bored, so I took a walk,” she explained as she glanced around Zachary’s ward. “Oh, my! Is it just

you. accompanying him? What if you fall asleep and something happens to him?”

Jack merely nodded politely and closed the door after explaining that Zachary needs to rest. The old

lady stood outside the door with a little gleam in her eye.

The moment Lilly arrived home, Bellflower immediately pranced toward her. The cat meowed

incessantly, as if someone had bullied her. Lilly picked her up in her arms. “What’s wrong, Bell?” Lilly

asked.

Bellflower looked at Lilly with big, round eyes. Master, you won’t believe me! I was bullied by a bird! A

bird! Unfortunately for Bellflower, she could not speak in the human tongue and could only cry out in

loud

meows.

“Oh, dear. Is she hungry? I’ll get Margaret to make her something,” Old Mrs. Crawford said, but the

poor

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cat was still meowing in distress.

Suddenly, Polly flew into the room and circled high above. “Lilly’s back! Lilly’s back! I’m going to work

today!” the parrot quipped.

“Work? What work?” Lilly wondered out loud.

“I love you extraordinarily!” the silly parrot chirped happily. “I had a loaf for lunch just now!”

“A loaf? A loaf of what?” Lilly giggled along.

“I loaf you!” the parrot cackled.

Bellflower glared at the annoying bird in disdain. Stupid talking bird! Why don’t you tell everyone how

you bullied me, huh?!

“The rookie scratched me today!” Polly squawked.

Ugh! The stupid bird thinks he’s all that just because he can talk! Bellflower jumped up and sprung

toward the bird angrily, wishing it could scratch it to death, but Lilly grabbed the cat by its scruff. “Hey!

Don’t go bullying Polly, Bellflower!” Lilly scolded the cat.

“But he’s a demon!!” Bellflower meowed.

Mr. Tortoise observed all the shenanigans from the second floor while munching on a biscuit leisurely.

He was grateful for Rookie’s arrival, which made his life much more peaceful.

Unhappy with being framed, Bellflower lashed out by jumping out of Lilly’s grasp and aiming for the

surveillance camera in a corner. “Meooo!!” Bellflower moaned, refusing to budge from the camera.

“Why is Bellflower attacking the camera? Is he trying to tell us something?” Josh wondered curiously.

“Could it be that… Polly is the one bullying Bellflower?”

No, that was impossible! Poor Polly was still traumatized from being chased by Bellflower yesterday.

“Josh, can we watch the footage?” Lilly asked.

“Of course! No problem-o!” Josh said before quickly running upstairs to grab his laptop.

Polly immediately froze with his wings half open. “Oh no… it’s raining! Gotta get the clothes!” Polly

flapped his wings and darted out of the wind