Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

The cave is dark and damp, and the ants and insects are arrogant, crawling from one end to the other without any restraint.

A spider was weaving a web above its head, its pitch-black body was dangling, its eight legs were hanging upside down, and it was slowly descending with the strength of the spider silk.

Fang Hua opened his mouth to hold it, and the spider struggled endlessly in his mouth, but he didn't care, he chewed it casually, and after a while he found it unpalatable and spit it out again.

The spider wasn't dead yet, and half of its body looked disgusting. Fang Hua opened his mouth and sprayed it, and burned it up. He also roasted the ground, and the temperature in the cave soared.

Fang Rong was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, only his head was exposed, there was slight hot sweat on his forehead, and his little face was flushed.

Fang Hua lay on the ground, staring at him without blinking, leaning over to lick him from time to time, rubbing his head against him before he woke up.

He still picked two fruits from time to time as usual, put them on top of Fang Rong's head, and urged him to get up to eat.

Fang Rong's face was haggard and pale, his eyes were obviously blue, and his heartbeat was barely audible. He looked as if he was dead, no matter how much he screamed, he would not wake up.

Fang Hua leaned over and smelled it, and he was relieved after confirming that he was still breathing.

He thought about turning back into a human form, and roasted the fruit until it was rotten inside, then squeezed it into a soft one, opened Fang Rong's lips and sent it inside.

Fang Rong didn't move, his head tilted down naturally, and fell on Fang Hua's shoulder, his body seemed to be hollowed out, weightless.

With both hands, Fang Hua peeled off a piece of the fruit skin, took a sip for himself first, found that it was sweet and delicious, then squeezed out the juice, and pinched Fang Rong's jaw to let him swallow it.

A fruit is the size of a palm, and it took a long time to feed it. A purple-black liquid dripped from Fang Rong's lips, dripping down his chin and into his neck.

Fang Hua lifted his upper body and made him stand upright.

Fang Rong hadn't woken up yet, his head drooped limply, revealing his slender neck. Although he wasn't very handsome, his figure was really good. His neck was slender and beautiful, and his throat protruded slightly. He looked much sexier than usual.

Fang Hua lowered his body, licked all the way up his collarbone, and finally kissed his lips, savoring it carefully.

After kissing him enough, he hugged him and continued to lie down. At mealtime, he continued to pick fruits, mash them in a bowl and cook them into porridge for drinking.

Fortunately, there are bowls and chopsticks in the space, but it is not easy to control when burning, sometimes it will burn into dry lumps, and the bottom will become a piece of paste.

He poured some water into it, and continued to cook clumsily. There was no sugar, but the thing itself was sweet and had a fruity aroma, so he put some flower petals in it.

Although I haven't tried it, I have seen Fang Rong make it. It tastes good. It can be eaten as a snack and fed after a while.

Sweet things are basically rich in nutrition, Fang Hua's pale face is a little better, and he can see a little vitality.

Fang Hua consumes a lot of supernatural powers to hang his life every day, and the temperature in the cave is always kept dry. If there is a little rain outside, it will be damp inside. He will extract the water from the ground, dry the ground, and let Fang Hua Lie down more comfortably.

Fang Rong is like a terminally ill vegetative, unable to wake up, and occasionally frowning in pain, Fang Hua doesn't know the reason, but he will try one by one patiently.

Feed first, find that the brows are not stretched, then change to water, touch his body before stretching, find that the little Dingding under the quilt is standing upright, just hug him and go out to release the water.

This time it was finally right, Fang Rong frowned, although he was still asleep, like a vegetable, but his face was ruddy and he was sleeping peacefully.

Fang Hua couldn't figure it out, but he thought it was good, Fang Rong finally wouldn't run around, and he could stay by his side all the time.

To be honest, he has always disliked Fang Rong running around, and it started when he was a child. He was just about to sleep on his stomach, but Fang Rong had already gone far, and he had to chase after him again.

Moreover, Fang Rong is very diligent and busy all day long. He also feels that he handles everything inside and outside work properly, and even exceeds the quota.

It's like an inspection, just check three times a night. He is afraid of accidents, so he basically checks five or six times a day. Fang Hua follows behind his buttocks. Every time he is about to hug him and sleep for a while, Fang Rong starts to go to the next one. There is no time to run around in peace.

It would be fine if Fang Rong couldn't move.

He'd been thinking about it all the time.

But it's not fun to move anymore.

Fang Hua got into the quilt and used his own body temperature to warm Fang Rong. The outside of the quilt was warm, but the inside was cool, as if wrapped in a corpse, losing warmth. If he didn't use his powers, Fang Rong would have hands and feet. Ice-cold, body-cooling phenomenon.

Of course, even if you use it, you have to touch his body, otherwise it will only warm the quilt and not warm his body.

The weather in the orc world is still unpredictable, sunny during the day and extremely cold at night.

I don't know how long Fang Rong's coma lasted. One day at noon, someone broke the stone outside the cave, and the sunlight came in, illuminating the inside of the cave extremely transparently.

Fang Hua squinted his eyes, lowered his body, and made a threatening voice in his throat.

After moving the stones, a fox's head was exposed. It turned out that the neighbor next door saw that they hadn't come out for a long time, so I checked if they were dead?

Fang Hua lowered his body even lower, ready to attack at any time.

The fox stepped aside, revealing the female behind him.

The female was wrapped in a red sackcloth, her skin was wheat-colored, and the corners of her eyes were painted with red paint, just like modern eye shadow. At first glance, she looked quite gorgeous.

"λεοιμιμξ, θαομιθα."

Fang Hua couldn't understand, his expression was tense, and he didn't seem to relax his vigilance in the slightest.

"ιμιξπεθεπ?"

Fang Hua tilted his head and looked in Fang Rong's direction. Although he didn't understand, he could read other people's minds. He was unprepared the first time, but he understood it the second time.

He said that Fang Rong was sick and needed treatment, or he would die.

Fang Hua hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped aside, letting one person and one fox in.

The fox turned around and turned into an orc too, standing behind the female in red, looking very respectful to him.

Fang Hua squatted opposite the two of them, watching the female in red take out Fang Rong's wrist...

His whole body tensed up involuntarily, his eyes narrowed into slits.

The female pressed two fingers on Fang Rong's wrist in parallel, and pinched Fang Rong's chin with her hand.

The fur on his body exploded uncontrollably, and he lowered his body, eager to try.

The female smiled, "Don't worry, I don't care about him, it's just for medical treatment."

Fang Hua sat up with innocent eyes.

"Why don't you do this, I say you move." The female was also afraid that he would not be able to control the prehistoric power in her body, so she didn't dare to move.

Fang Hua changed back to human form, knocked off the female's hand, and pinched Fang Rong's chin himself.

"Open it again, I can't see clearly."

Fang Hua pressed Fang Rong's lips and teeth with his thumb, trying to make him open as wide as possible.

The female looked at the lips and tongue, then looked at the palms and feet in turn, and felt the temperature of the chest, asked some daily conditions, explained some precautions, and left with the fox around the same time.

Before leaving, the fox reassured him, and said that this man was the most powerful man in the whole forest, and he could bring the dead back to life or something.

Fang Hua watched them leave in a daze, and stretched out his arms to carry Fang Rong outside to bask in the sun. According to the female's instructions, only the stomach was covered, and the rest was exposed.

During the day, the sun was very strong and the weather was warm. The female said that the air in the cave was not circulating, plus insect bites, incidental bacterial infections, and some internal problems that needed to be recuperated.

In short, what he meant was that it won't get better for a while, but don't worry too much. Fang Hua's daily loss of power has played a role, protecting Fang Rong's heart, and he will get better if he persists every day.

Fangrong mainly has internal problems, the organs are exhausted, the blood supply is insufficient, red spots will appear on the skin when pressed lightly, the blood circulation is not smooth, and blood transfusions to various organs cannot be performed, resulting in a state of hypoxia. If this happens for a long time, it will lead to paralysis and the like. .

That female is a wizard in the forest, the kind who specializes in treating everyone. His way of seeing a doctor is a bit like ancient Chinese medicine.

Fang Hua held Fang Rong's hand, input his abilities little by little, and massaged his arms all over his body.

The wizard said that this can speed up the recovery, and Fang Hua also enjoys it very much. While giving Fang Rong a massage, he can also feel refreshed.

Taking the opportunity to touch and kiss, small movements continue.

The sorcerer came again after that, bringing a bag of medicinal materials, and told him how to boil it, how long it should be boiled, and when and what medicine to take.

Fang Huaji was serious and never dared to make a single mistake. From controlling the fire to boiling the medicine, he completed it meticulously, and it took an hour or two to cook it.

Traditional Chinese medicine is generally boiled slowly over a low fire. Fang Hua is lazy and doesn’t want to leave Fang Rong’s side to go out to collect firewood, so he is boiled with supernatural powers. It takes two hours at once, which makes him very tired. It's done.

The decoction was provided by the fox. Sometimes Fang Hua would share some prey that he could not finish eating when he went out and put it at the fox's door.

Sometimes the foxes would leave the little foxes to him to take care of when they went out, but the little foxes were not strong enough, and they would pretend to be dead when they saw him in fright.

Fang Hua helped Fang Rong up and took a sip before feeding him.

……

……

Pooh!It's hard.

Luckily it wasn't for him to drink.

Fang Hua scooped up a spoon and stuffed it into Fang Rong's mouth. Fang Rong leaned quietly in his arms, looking extremely cute.

Part of the light black concoction was forced to swallow, and part flowed out. Fang Hua caught it and stuffed it back into Fang Rong's mouth.

"Ahem..." Fang Rong woke up bitterly, and put his tongue in front of the spoon to stop him from continuing.

It was so painful that he couldn't even sleep.

Fang Hua was overjoyed, and fed even harder.

This medicine is so effective, it takes only one dose and it has an effect, even Fang Rong woke up.

Fang Rong reached out to push him, shaking his head like a rattle, "It's too bitter... no... woo..."

No matter how much he protested, he still drank the bowl of medicine. Fang Hua poured it hard, watching the last dregs at the bottom of the bowl until he finished feeding it.

Because of the effect, he boiled four doses of the medicine that he only needed to boil three doses a day, and poured it in.

Fang Rong resisted in his heart, but his hands and feet were not strong enough. Even in the period of complete victory, Fang Hua suppressed and beat him, let alone now, he was subdued every minute.

To be honest, he had the urge to die.

The medicine was really bitter, and when it was boiled, it felt like a medicine smell, and it was terrible when it was drunk.

However, the effect is real. In the past two days, he felt that his hands and feet gradually recovered, his strength, and he was able to hold the bowl by himself.

Of course, Fang Hua would not give him a chance. He is still stupid, and he is sure to deceive every time, but he seems to be much smarter, and he can achieve his own goals while being deceived.

"What do you think is that?" Fang Rong pointed to the hole not far away, as if there was something there.

Fang Hua tilted his head to look, the hole was clean and there was nothing.

Fang Rong's plot succeeded, his hand shook, and the medicine juice and the bowl fell out.

Fang Hua shook his tail, took the spilled concoction back into the bowl without leaking, and handed it to Fang Rong again.

"..." I really don't want to drink, I'm so blind.

Fang Hua looked at him eagerly, "I stayed up for more than two hours."

"..." Don't look at me like that.

"I also collected medicine for the wizard." He opened his arm, with bruises and claw marks on it, "I suffered a lot of injuries."

Because the orc world occupies too much geographical minerals, all kinds of medicinal materials grown have miraculous effects. The local orcs all understand that they stare at it every day when it first emerges, and wait for it to be picked when it matures. It is very hard to defeat them every time you collect herbs.

"..." Fang Rong sighed, "Can't I drink it?"

The medicine was too bitter, I don't know what was put in it, it was several times more bitter than snake gallbladder, I couldn't put it in my mouth at all, the whole mouth was bitter after drinking it, I couldn't taste anything, I lost my appetite at all.

Fang Rong pinched his nose and swallowed with a bitter face, "Hurry up and make me some fruit juice, I can't take it anymore."

Fang Hua got ready a long time ago, and ran back to the cave, holding a bowl of freshly boiled candy water for Fang Rong.

Fang Rong didn't care about the heat, so he drank it in a few sips. After drinking it, he still had a bitter taste in his mouth, but it was much better than before. At least he could taste the sweetness.

He took the time to boil a pot again, and while he drank it, he sealed up the rest, and drank it when he was suffering, saving time by cooking it now.

Because of the bitterness, he began to think about sweet things, like milk tea or something. He must not be the only one suffering from the bitterness in the forest, and many parents of children must have suffered less, and making it can be regarded as a blessing to the forest.

Fang Rong asked Fang Hua to carry the bowl to pick up the milk, no matter what kind of milk, he wanted it anyway, and was going to take the little foxes out to catch honey.

Considering the danger, he asked them to stand far away, and he used his ability to indirectly touch the beehive.

The beehives in the primeval forest are very large, a large disc as big as a table for ten people, filled with honey, and thumb-sized bees are flying around, looking very troublesome.

Fang Rong pushed it with his ability, the honeycomb was firmly fixed on it, and he didn't move at all. His body is still not well, and his ability has shrunk by half. .

The sun was so strong that Fang Rong couldn't take it anymore, so he hid under the tree to enjoy the cool air, while persistently driving Mo Dao up to hack and chop. The bees saw the target and rushed up frantically, blocking the water around Mo Dao. If ordinary people would wither, Fang Rong was using a supernatural power, nothing happened, just a little tired.

He shook the Mo knife, layers of honey fell off, like a big scar on his body, it was a bit refreshing to peel it off all at once.

With his unremitting efforts, a small piece of the beehive finally fell off, and Fang Rong was overjoyed to catch the fallen beehive with his supernatural power.

There was still a lot of honey on it, but he drove it away with supernatural powers, and finally wrapped a small piece of honeycomb with cloth, and happily took it away.

The medicine is too bitter, and I have to work hard to get honey.

He came back earlier, ahead of Fang Hua, and didn't tell Fang Hua. Fang Hua didn't want him to come out and mess around. On the one hand, he was worried that he would be attacked, and on the other hand, he was worried about his body, wishing that he would lie in bed forever.

Fang Rong put the honey into the pot and boiled it slowly over low heat. What he burned was not firewood, but the oil essence given by the fox parents. I heard that it is a kind of groundwater, like magma, which can be ignited forever. It can be burned for half a day, and it is natural and pollution-free, so it is very convenient to use.

He also doesn't know how to process honey, but he just intuitively feels that cooked honey should taste better. There is no internet here, so there is no way to check it online, and everything depends on self-consciousness.

The boiled honey is thick and thick, and a long string of liquid comes out from the bottom of a spoon.

A few little foxes were standing in front of the stone table, their little noses bobbing up and down, very cute.

Fang Rong took out a small bowl, and each of them scooped up a spoon for them to hold. The eyes of the little foxes lit up and almost licked the bottom of the bowl.

There is still honeycomb in the honey, although it is very thin, but it seems to be inedible. After Fangrong is boiled, it is passed through a burlap cloth, and there is still a lot of honey on the coarse cloth.

To be honest, picking honey is not easy, and I really don't want to waste it at all. He put the pot in the corner and prepared to talk about it in two days.

Of course, I did not drink less during the period. This is pure wild honey, with a strong floral fragrance, sweet but not greasy, and a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

It is said that this thing used to be a great tonic of traditional Chinese medicine, but there were too many fakes later, and the price gradually dropped, and it became a thing specially for nourishing yin and tonifying yang for women.

After Fang Rong was done, Fang Hua hadn’t come back. He probably couldn’t do anything with the cows. The cows that ran away just after passing by chased them for a long time before they came back. Finally, they caught a cow and were frightened by him. Life and death without milk.

Fang Hua had to change his target. He didn't know if he was too nervous or what happened. All the cows had no milk. He became impatient after waiting for a long time. up.

But those little cows are ignorant, they keep running to drink milk under its body, and they drink with relish, which shows that there is still milk.

Fang Hua squeezed tentatively with his hands, and a white line shot out immediately. He realized that it was useless to wait, because the shot would not come out immediately, and it needed to be squeezed to come out.

What he took was the shell of a fruit, the size of a watermelon, with a hard exterior. The cow was big and full of milk, and squeezed out a shell the size of a watermelon, and carried the shell back after squeezing it.

The scent of bees could be smelled from a long distance away, and a bear stretched its arms to dig into its nest.

Fang Hua raised his head to the sky and roared, threw away the milk and rushed up.

Two figures, one black and one white, were entangled, biting and fighting each other, the trees were collided by the two beasts, and the grass dwarfed one by one.

The milk just received slowly flowed down the small mouth of the shell, forming a white puddle on the ground. The milky smell mixed with the smell of cows gradually drifted away.

Fang Rong poked his head out from another hole, feeling a little distressed for the milk, and moved his fingers slightly, and the shell of milk had already reached his hand.

Fortunately, the thing at the beginning was very small, and it was round. When it fell to the ground, the beginning was tilted upwards, and only a small half-shell of milk flowed out.

Fang Rong held down the little foxes who couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to stretch out their heads, and retreated into the hole again.

He was unlucky. When the honey was boiled, the sweetness was too sweet, which attracted black bears. This kind of animal was relatively restored, almost exactly the same as the black bears on the earth before, and their hobbies were almost the same. They both liked to eat honey.

Speaking of which, all aspects of this world are a bit like the earth in the past. A long time ago, the earth was also very prosperous. It is said that there were also flying people and animals, who could drive the five elements of heaven and earth, and were called practitioners.

Although there are no practitioners in this world, everyone has supernatural powers. Similar to the previous five elements of heaven and earth, they all have metal, wood, water, fire, and earth as their main attributes. In this way, the development of this planet is slower. In fact, the starting point is the same as before. The same as the earth.

Fang Rong guessed that it should have been born at about the same time, or it was originally a planet, but an accident happened and it split into two planets.

Due to the development of the two worlds, the customs are different, one is going to destruction, the other is thriving, and it is still doing well until now.

This is probably the case, otherwise it cannot be explained. I have never seen a planet with such a high degree of similarity.

Of course, it may also be a coincidence. After all, the universe is so big that there are no surprises.

There was a bang outside the cave, and the bottom was uneasy. Fang Rong led the little foxes to change another cave, and waited for a long time before the top calmed down.

Of course, the black bear suffered a lot.

Fang Hua is not a local, so he doesn't know how to cherish this place, so he can use his abilities casually. The black bear itself came to steal honey, and he couldn't bear it, so he was naturally a little softer. After suffering a great loss, he screamed in pain and limped away.

Fang Hua folded his wings and watched the black bear leave with cold eyes. He shook his fur, and his body changed, turning back into a human appearance.

Silver-yellow hair, not reaching the eyebrows in front and ears in the back, with a standard inch board.

Fang Hua went back into the cave, followed the underground passage to find Fang Rong, and was about to ask the teacher for his crimes. When the little foxes saw him, they kicked their legs and died immediately.

Fang Rong rubbed his belly one by one and came back to life, Fang Hua stared at him and died again, entangled between life and death, his legs and feet cramped.

"Don't look at me like that." Fang Rong expressed dissatisfaction, "I'm not cowardly." It's just picking honey, what about it?

"You are weak!"

"..." Do you dare to say it again?