Natural Disaster Game: Lead all mankind to survive to the end

Shuling blinked his eyes, his peach blossom eyes staring intently at the little pitiful creature walking slowly over. It was walking with its head lowered and had no intention of paying attention to its surroundings.

Zhong Qingwei and others also cooperated with Shu Lingyi's idea in a tacit understanding and gently stepped back a distance.

The little pity walked in their direction for a while and then turned back towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

"You don't care about the other pandas?"

Wang Wenwen looked at the pandas who were still fighting fiercely behind them. Bai Moxi pulled Su Lingjue and said, "Ajue and I will stay here and continue to observe. This place should be the special dating corner for pandas."

"When a panda is in heat, it will naturally go to a place, just like it is written in its blood, and go over mountains and ridges to get there."

"Then the female bear goes up the tree and calls, attracting more male bears to come, and then there is a fight and a fight for priority in mate selection, but it is just a priority, not a guarantee."

Bai Moxi pursed her lips and pointed at the poor little one who was gradually walking away: "We can't rule out this situation. Pandas don't always win. They also have to be picky."

After hearing this, who doesn’t feel that the little pity is too pitiful!

Doesn't it just want to find a wife? Damn it!

[Why are you so pitiful? You, a single guy, feel sorry for other male bears with cubs? Don't be too ridiculous. 】

Classmate Xiao Ai's words suddenly flashed across Zhong Qingwei's face, and Shu Lingyi only had time to read them. Then, as soon as a question mark rose in his mind, the handwriting disappeared.

"Even if we don't catch a few pandas today, will there be pandas here tomorrow?"

Luo Zhiqing asked the key question, and Bai Moxi pondered for half a minute: "I'm not sure about this either."

【Bring the koi and all your wishes will come true, how simple. 】

Shu Ling realized it and poked Luo Zhiqing's arm: "Don't worry, there will be pandas coming tomorrow. Call my dad then and try to tame a few more pandas."

So the troops were divided into two groups, and Shu Ling and other five people followed the little pity.

Luo Zhiqing is already asking her mother to bring her materials. She will make a huge sack on the back of Marshmallow.

At this time, Shu Lingyi could sincerely ask what nonsense the classmate Xiao Ai in front of him said.

Why does she mean that a single person loves a male bear with cubs?

Is the little pitiful child already happy to be a father?

[Yes, I’m happy to be a father, and it’s not long before the birth. Another female panda has already given birth. She has two cubs, one of which was thrown away and is about to die. 】

Shu Lingyi stared at the handwriting of classmate Xiao Ai in disbelief, completely ignoring classmate Xiao Ai's thoughtful arrangement.

Zhong Qing was embarrassed not to be stared at by the burning eyes, his ears were already red, he made a fist with one hand and put it to his lips: "Ahem, Comrade Yiyi."

"Oh, I was just lost in thought. I was just thinking that today is the second day of the Beginning of Autumn. Could there be a panda dating corner yesterday?"

As soon as Shu Ling raised the topic, she attracted everyone's attention, and no one looked at her teasingly.

"What do you mean by this? If there was a blind date corner yesterday, wouldn't the poor panda already have a female panda?"

Luo Zhiqing only needed such a simple guess, and suddenly she felt that the poor little person in front of her was not so pitiful.

At this time, Wang Wenwen gave a plain answer: "What if... what if the poor panda didn't fall in love with the female panda after yesterday's round?"

The four of them stared at Wang Wenwen, with the same emotion written in their eyes.

If it is what she thinks, then she will not be an ordinary little pitiful person!

Only Shu Lingyi, who knew part of the inside story in advance, sneered from the bottom of his heart.

After following for a short distance, Luo Zhiqing's sack was almost finished. Shu Ling and others had set up their strategies. Lu Yizheng would go first.

Try to catch the little pitiful one at once, and then the big guy will go up and punch him twice to see if he can just knock the little pitiful one out.

[The idea is very good, I will help you. 】

Shu Ling rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: Don't think I don't know that your handwriting always appears on Comrade Zhong's face because of premeditation!

[Hey, just tell me whether you like it or not. Just tell me whether it’s pleasing to the eye or not? 】

Shu Ling twitched the corner of her mouth - OK, she has nothing to say.