My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 432 - 258: Black Cocoon’s Grandfather / The Differen

"Perhaps."

"Alright, if I need anything in the future, I’ll contact you. I hope your phone is always on so you don’t miss my ssages."

Upon saying this, Black Cocoon shook his head and complained softly, "I sent you a ssage earlier asking you to help stock the latest volu of ’My Little Sister Can’t Be This Cute’. You pretended not to see it. Do you know how desperate it feels every ti I search the bookstore for a long ti and find nothing?"

He sighed, clutching his chest, "And now, knowing that you’re my grandfather, I feel an even deeper sense of betrayal from family ties."

After finishing, Black Cocoon slowly lifted his head, squinted his eyes, and asked word by word:

"So, when will the latest volu of ’My Little Sister Can’t Be This Cute’ be in stock?"

Su Wei took a sip of coffee, smiled, and replied unhurriedly:

"If you co back alive, you’ll be able to see it."

"Let’s call it a deal then. I have pressing matters to attend to, so for now, farewell, grandfather."

With that, Black Cocoon tucked his mother’s diary into the restraint belt, and then the restraint belt covering his body gradually turned transparent. He transford into a ghostly whirlwind and, swinging on the restraint belt, swaggered out.

Su Wei raised his eyes from the coffee cup, glanced at the sunlight streaming in through the door, and murmured, "What a troubleso grandson..."

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Before long, Black Cocoon impatiently arrived near the Mutants Association building.

Initially, he thought he would exchange a few casual words with the bookstore owner and leave it at that. He planned to spend most of his remaining ti in Li Jing with his closest friend, Swallowing Silver, as his relationship with the owner wasn’t that deep.

But he didn’t expect that this short conversation would reveal a grandfather, causing him to delay his eting with Swallowing Silver.

Black Cocoon hung motionless under a fashion billboard, peeling out a yellowed diary from the restraint belt.

Thinking for a mont, he lost interest in reading Su Ying’s diary and simply took out his phone, playing a few rounds of Minesweeper.

After waiting for a good two hours, he finally spotted a Mutant clad in silver-white tallic armor.

That was naturally Li Jing’s new top dog—Swallowing Silver.

Swallowing Silver had just finished a eting, and as expected, looked full of irritation, as if steam could puff out from his nostrils. He probably knew Blue Arc wasn’t dead yet but had to cooperate by making false statents at a series of mourning events organized by the Association, which was intolerable for soone like him.

He had barely walked out of the building before he looked up and saw a dark figure hanging under the billboard, reading a book.

Swallowing Silver was stunned for a second, and at that mont, he had only four words in mind: Double joy.

The next mont, a furious low growl echoed in the empty street.

"Black——Cocoon——!" Swallowing Silver growled slowly and deliberately.

Without so much as a hello, he directly bit off a piece of tal, creating an opening at his back and rear legs.

A "boom" resounded as a burst of firepower shot out from the opening. The strong airflow generated a recoil force, rocketing him towards Black Cocoon.

"I know you’re enthusiastic, but could you tone it down a bit? It’s a little frightening. Friends should maintain a certain distance if they want a lasting relationship."

Black Cocoon grinned, having long expected Swallowing Silver’s response.

Minutes earlier, he had deployed the skill—"Restraint Trap", laying highly active restraint belts on the billboard’s top. Now, they clung tightly to the billboard’s surface like serpents lurking in the jungle.

Seeing Swallowing Silver hurtling towards him, Black Cocoon reached out another restraint belt, swinging up on a neon sign.

As Swallowing Silver approached the billboard, the layered restraint belts spread towards him, opening like a carnivorous plant, and instantly tightened around him.

Swallowing Silver’s superpower was suppressed by the restraint belt, causing the tal opening on his body to collapse inward, his skin refilled the surface voids, and losing the boost from the firepower, he plumted to the street below.

"Tricked again!" As he struggled, Black Cocoon released the restraint belt above his head and descended from the sky.

The next mont, dozens of restraint belts extended from behind him like tentacles, wrapping Swallowing Silver into a black cocoon.

Then, with the restraint belt, Black Cocoon removed Swallowing Silver’s helt, looking him over with his eyes lowered, and said: "Your head’s really big, Mr. Swallowing Silver, are other Mutants’ heads this big?"

He shook his head, "Proves that bigger brains aren’t always more useful; sotis what’s concentrated is precious."

"Get off!" Swallowing Silver roared, "Give back my helt!"

"I know, I know, I don’t seem like soone who borrows and never returns, do I? Whenever I borrow deluxe books or diapers, they always get returned the sa way, though the book isn’t necessary now, it’s a gift from grandfather after all."

With that, not only did Black Cocoon not return it, he silently put Swallowing Silver’s helt on his own head, then crossed his arms and mocked the cocooned Swallowing Silver:

"So, now who is Black Cocoon, and who is Swallowing Silver?"

If a passerby saw this, they might be dumbfounded: a fully restraint-belt-clad Swallowing Silver babbling nonsense to a black cocoon.

In the next mont, Black Cocoon peeled away a corner of the Restraint Trap, letting the layer covering Swallowing Silver’s face retreat, then he carefully examined the face under Swallowing Silver’s mask.