My love game is too abstract

“Damn it, can't these people have any normal requests?! ”

Yarrow slumped in his chair, feeling inexplicably tired even though it was only the first day.

He took the Wish-Granting Jar out of his bag. At this moment, there were only a meager twelve layers of wish power inside, all collected previously.

He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Wish-Granting Jar, can I make a wish for some people to encounter trouble, and then I go out and solve it?"

The Wish-Granting Jar was silent for a moment, then text appeared: "That's exactly the kind of idea a ruthless villain would have. But as a reminder, it is indeed possible."

Yarrow pondered for a moment and then dismissed the idea.

This kind of thing is like drug addiction. Once you start, you can't stop, and it will only get more and more excessive. He was really afraid that he would have more evil and terrifying thoughts later.

It was getting late today, so he packed his bag and decided to go back first.

Although he didn't receive his first customer, quite a few people came, which at least gave him some confidence.

Just as he was about to leave, the door of the small house suddenly opened, and a short-haired girl rushed in, panting.

"You are..." Yarrow recognized her immediately. This was the girl he met in the cafeteria a few days ago, the one holding the hot dog.

At this moment, her face was full of urgency, as if something critical had happened.

"Please, please, can you help me?" the girl said impatiently, grabbing his hands.

"This classmate, please calm down and explain in detail what happened. I will definitely help if I can," Yarrow asked immediately.

"I, I can't find my Poopy!" the girl said excitedly.

Yarrow: o_o

"...No, I'm sorry, you, do you mean Poopy...?"

The girl realized that he had misunderstood and quickly explained:

"I, I'm talking about Changey. It's a magical creature I raised. But when I went to the activity room to see it after school today, I found its cage was empty. I don't know where it ran off to!"

"Oh, I see," Yarrow nodded. "Please calm down first and tell me slowly."

The girl nodded: "My name is Loria. I'm a member of the Magical Creature Breeding Club. Changey is the first magical creature I bred on my own. It's a slime that can change into various shapes, so I call it Changey."

Hearing her say that she was a member of the Magical Creature Breeding Club, Yarrow finally understood what was going on with the hot dog that day.

He had also spent the last two days learning about the various clubs in the academy.

The Magical Creature Breeding Club was also a club in the academy. Although they were called magical creatures, they were actually various strange creatures they cultivated using magic and alchemy.

Hot dogs and slimes were relatively normal. They also had things like: sofas with mouths that could stick out their tongues, mirrors with human faces that could talk, boots with tentacles growing inside, black creatures with square heads and slender limbs, and ducks with rat heads...

Anyway, it was a club with a very abnormal mental state, and the creatures inside were full of grotesque styles.

This was also a club that was often warned by the academy, and they were asked several times to keep those creatures locked up so they wouldn't run around the academy and scare other students.

"Do you have photos or portraits of this Changey you mentioned?" Yarrow asked.

"Yes, yes, because it was the first creature I successfully bred, I took a photo of it as a souvenir."

Loria took out a photo from her bag and handed it to him.

Yarrow took it and the expression on his face froze.

"This really is a Poopy... and such a big pile..."

The shape and color of the slime in the photo were indeed a bit of a distasteful joke. It was the classic shape of a poop in a cartoon image, and it was quite big, looking more than two meters tall, with a pair of round eyes.

Loria cried, her face full of sorrow: "I've been looking for it in the school for a long time and haven't found it. It must have run outside the school. What should I do? It's still so young. What if it gets bullied or hurt?"

"I think maybe only dogs would be interested in it," Yarrow said, twitching the corner of his eye.

"Please, you must help me! Please!" Loria said to him anxiously.

Helping others find their lost pets was quite normal, and he had no reason to refuse.

So, Yarrow smiled confidently at her:

"No problem, don't worry, leave it to me. I will definitely help you find it."

A grateful look appeared on Loria's face. At this moment, Yarrow noticed that two more layers of wish power had suddenly appeared in the Wish-Granting Jar.

Is it that effective? Wish power is generated before I even help?

He thought in surprise.

"Then, then I'll leave it to you! If you find Changey, I will definitely reward you handsomely!" Loria said.

"No, I just want to help others and make everyone happy, so I won't charge any rewards," Yarrow said righteously.

Loria widened her eyes, and then two more layers of wish power grew in the Wish-Granting Jar.

This girl is simply a wish power farming machine!

After that, Loria gave him a collar and rope, saying that this could leash Changey and make it obedient and follow him.

So Yarrow made a guarantee and asked her to go back and wait, and he would bring Changey back soon.

After seeing Loria off, Yarrow directly asked the Wish-Granting Jar how much wish power it would take to find Changey's current location. After receiving the reply that it would only take three layers, he used it without hesitation.

This time, he would definitely get more than ten layers of wish power from Loria, so spending three layers of cost was very worthwhile.

After making the wish, a jumping red dot appeared in his vision, only lit in one direction, with a line of small characters below indicating how many meters away, like a destination marked in a game.

That was the location of Changey. Yarrow took out the Soar Card, directly used it to grow wings, and flew towards the destination.

With the blessing of the Soar Card, the distance between him and the red dot quickly shortened. He saw the strangely shaped slime in an alley, lazily lying there, surrounded by a group of dogs licking it non-stop.

Yarrow landed on the ground, looking at the pile of slime. Although he felt a little nauseous, he still walked forward with a smile on his face, constantly coaxing it:

"Changey, your owner asked me to find you. Look, this is your usual collar. Come on, come back with me, your owner is very anxious."

Changey opened its round eyes and glanced at him, then turned away, with an expression that it didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Okay, stop being stubborn, come with me."

Yarrow walked towards it.

Changey's soft body suddenly wriggled and changed into a palm, with five distinct fingers.

Then, the palm clenched and gave him the middle finger.

"You motherfucker!"

Veins popped out on Yarrow's forehead, and anger rose in his heart.

Then the palm changed into a big butt, wiggling provocatively at him.

"You motherfucker, be honest! Come back with me obediently, do you hear?" Yarrow lost his patience, scolded directly, and walked up with the rope.

Changey's body changed again, turning into a very large spring. Before he could react, the spring contracted and then launched into the sky, landing far away.

Yarrow was stunned, then angrily said:

"Damn it! You run away after taunting me, huh?!"

He spread his wings and chased after the pile of slime.