Chapitre 1376: Monkey business

It was another average day at the Midnight Inn. The sun was shining, the birds were singing - literally there was a concert going on down at the village organized by some birds - and life was good.

Golf carts could be seen driving over lush green lawns, and peacocks could be seen running through the fields, carrying passengers. In the water, Magikarpets acted as mounts, while in the air butterflies acted as a taxi service.

It was not Heaven, but it was a paradise - at least by mortal standards.

Wu Kong was cultivating his mind by playing a game called Go Fish, a devious and ingenious method used by mortals which employed strategy and misdirection, while honing one's reflexes and keeping the mind nimble. In front of him, sat a little girl, her age not even that of a century, though for some reason she kept thinking herself old. Beside her sat her husband, a mischievous little fellow going through his rebellious phase.