In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

The scene of the fox dying in a pool of blood frightened Ali so much that he rushed over crying.

The fat caterpillar stayed where he was, guilty and anxious—if he hadn't stepped in, Eric's ability would be enough to deal with the unformed snow monster. In this way, he was seriously injured by the rebound damage of his worm silk.

"I will help you take care of the squirrel Ali." He looked at the fox sadly and said firmly, "Don't worry, even if you are gone, no one will dare to bully him with my protection."

Rick lying on the ground: "..."

don't! !How come we have reached the last words stage! !I think I can save it again! !

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the squirrel frowned, waving its claws and shouting, "Rick won't die! He—"

He stopped abruptly after speaking half.The squirrel stared blankly at its suddenly green paw.

The emerald green slowly detached from the squirrel's claws and spread in the air, turning into dots of bright light green fluorescence, gently covering the ferocious wound on the fox's abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the wound healed as before, without even leaving a scar, as if in a fantastic dream, only the mottled blood on the fox's abdomen could prove the authenticity of the scene just now.

Rick stood up, touched his belly, moved his paws again, and asked in surprise, "I'm alright?"

"Are you okay?" The squirrel was also stunned, murmured and repeated before regaining consciousness. The tail that had been drooping on the ground just stood up biu, "You are okay! The blessing of the mammoth has brought you back to life!"

"What resurrection? I didn't die!" Rick held his forehead speechlessly, and poked the squirrel hair with the tip of his claws. "It was your racial skill that cured me! Ah Li, your racial skill is healing!"

Ali blinked.

The next moment, the squirrel was having fun, and all the tree house could see was a maroon shadow jumping up and down. Rick and the two green caterpillars squatted on the spot, their heads turning around with the squirrel's movements. Go, almost turning yourself dizzy.

"I have racial skills!"

He yelled as he ran, until he was exhausted from being tortured by himself, and then he stopped panting, and lay contentedly on the soft fur on the fox's head.

The fat caterpillar lowered its tentacles, glanced at the fox's abdomen, confirmed that he was really fine, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"That's right," Ali raised his head again. After calming down, he recalled Rick's injury just now, and his head was full of question marks, "Why did the snow monster explode when it encountered fire? I remember that in the past winter, the snow monster was only strong. ah."

Rick glanced at the fat caterpillar.

Fat Qingchong turned his head in guilt and embarrassment.

Although the situation was urgent and the squirrels far away did not notice it, Rick, who had confronted the caterpillar silk head-on, obviously noticed the strength of the fat caterpillar—combined with this guy's previous strangeness, his secret identity was already clear at a glance.

"It was because I couldn't control my ability just now," Rick said calmly, "I was frightened when I saw the snow monster for the first time."

He didn't think it was necessary to have a showdown with the fat caterpillar now.What the fat caterpillar has done these days, whether it is luring the thunderbirds or taking them to see the migration of the mammoth, has helped them. Even the worm silk that almost killed him just now is essentially doing it for him. Resist the good intentions of the enemy.

Now that I think about it carefully, exchanging the help and friendship of a super boss with the silk weaving skills and a small house that doesn't take much effort, it's a bloody profit.

"We'll go back first," the fat green worm shook his head, feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by Rick's meaningful eyes, "You guys take a rest, and you must be careful when you open the door next time."

Ali wrinkled her nose, thinking about the dangerous snow monsters outside, and planned to go out to send off the green caterpillars, but was stopped by Rick without a trace, who opened the door and let the two green caterpillars crawl one after the other go out.

"I'm so sleepy," the treehouse became quiet again, Rick rubbed his eyes, and the sleepy bug that disappeared due to the accident just now returned, this time coming fiercely and violently, so sleepy that the fox's ears were limp "It's time for us to sleep too."

Ali didn't want to sleep.He was still thinking about the racial skills he had just acquired.

He waved his paw, and waved his paw again, until his arm was so sore that he could barely lift it, and then three or two green fluorescent lights popped out from the tip of the claw. The fluorescent light trembled unsteadily, and scattered in the air.The squirrel pouted depressedly: "This racial skill is so difficult to use."

"It's good to exercise a few more times." The fox yawned to comfort him, fished the squirrel into his arms, "You were very cool and powerful when you treated me just now. Go to sleep, and wait until tomorrow." continue."

Ali struggled, but didn't break away, rubbing her head against the fox's bloody soft fur, thinking about letting the fox wake up and roll in the snow to take a bath, thinking about it, feeling sleepy, but also lost He fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, there was a loud knock on the door.

The squirrel jumped up, patted the fox's head with its paws, jumped to the top of the stone gate vigilantly, opened the gap blocked by the wooden planks, and looked out quietly with one eye.

The wind and snow outside the house was still there, the sky was dark, the squirrel stared hard for a while, and then he could see the outline of the fat caterpillar in the darkness—he was lying on top of a chubby little bird, smiling and waving at Ali .

The scene of hundreds of hands waving at the same time was too weird, Ali didn't even see that he was greeting him, and thought that the fat caterpillar was moving his body.He jumped off the top of the stone gate and pushed the stone gate open.

The fat caterpillar flew in on the bird.

"Hello." Rick shook his hair and nodded politely to the fat caterpillar and the bird.

"This is Silver-throated Longtail, a cub who accidentally got separated from the group," Fat Qingchong introduced. "I happen to know his parents, so I will take care of him before the Silver-throated Longtail group finds us."

"Hello!" Silver-throated long-tailed cub tweeted happily, "My name is Xiaojiu!"

"Hello, little chirp!" The squirrel leaned forward and poked the yellow fur on his body curiously. "I thought you were all white fur, but it turned out that you also had yellow fur when you were young!"

"Where's the little green caterpillar?" Rick looked around, but didn't see the other bug.

"Silver-throated and long-tailed bug eaters, it's not safe to call other green caterpillars here," the fat green caterpillar explained, paused, and then continued with a little embarrassment, "I came here to ask you one thing—to make Xiaojiu How about staying in the tree house for a few days?"

Such a small silver-throated long-tailed cub, being blown by the bitter cold wind and snow, will freeze into a bird and dry up in a short while.Although the fat caterpillar can help him drive away the enemies, it can't change the climate, and his wooden house is too small to fit this little fat chirp. After thinking about it, he had to brazenly trouble Rick.

Xiao Jiu also looked at Rick expectantly with his big cute eyes.

Rick and Ali looked at each other.

The silver-throated longtail is a friendly race. Rick and Ali also had a relationship with them at the small tree outside the volcanic forest. Even without the fat green worm's request, they would not send a poor cub in need of help. Turned him away, not to mention the fat caterpillar had already begged for the door.

Rick nodded bluntly, and Ah Li jumped into their storage stone box, took out a large handful of dried meat, tore it into thin strips, and placed it in front of Longtail Silver Throat: "Are you hungry? Come and eat some something!"

Xiaojiu fluttered his wings excitedly, plunged headlong into the pile of dried meat, cocked his tail after eating, and was extremely happy.

Fat Qingchong looked at Xiaojiu, who was eating and drinking, and tilted his head to think about it. He still felt that it was not good to keep the cub here to eat and drink for nothing.What's more, in the eyes of the experienced fat green worm, Rick and Ali are cubs themselves, and it is not easy to take care of themselves, so it is not easy to add too much burden to them.

"I saw a frozen long-horned mountain deer outside just now." He looked at Rick and blinked. "Come and drag it back with me!"

Ali quickly raised her paw: "I'll go too, I'll go too!"

"You take care of Xiaojiu. He just arrived in the tree house and is not familiar with him yet," Fat Qingchong said unquestionably. "Besides, Xiaojiu doesn't know the rules of mahjong yet. You have to explain it to him."

Rubbing his nose with the tip of his claws, Rick understood what the fat caterpillar meant, turned around and walked out of the tree house with him.

"Little fox, as a cub, you have never seen so much cruelty and hardship." After walking out of the tree house, the fat caterpillar became serious, and the boss said in a deep voice, "Today, I will let you see, What is real hunting."

"A real hunt is not just a struggle of strength, but also a game of wisdom and spirit, it is—"

Rick: "Pfft!"

"What are you laughing at!" The fat green worm's shape was half-dented, and it was suppressed by the fox's laughter. Wormtail slapped the ground in anger, "I'm telling you very seriously! Don't laugh!"

"Yeah ok-poof-ok ok!" Rick tried to be serious, but unfortunately he still couldn't hold back, covered his mouth with his paw pad, and laughed loudly.

It's really that the image of the big guy of the fat green worm is so different from before that Rick can't help but think of a certain worm pretending to be cute for a sip of chicken soup.

The fat caterpillar became angry from embarrassment, "hummed", no longer pretending to be deep, took a deep breath, and suddenly spit out hundreds of silk threads, forming a giant net in the air, and went straight to the right.

The sight of the fat caterpillar seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and reach the target directly, and the speed of the silk net was not affected by the snowstorm at all. It went straight through the gaps between several big trees and tied up the long-horned mountain deer running in the distance.

"This long-horned mountain deer should also be alone because of the snowstorm," Fat Qingchong was still in the depression of trying to pretend, and explained angrily, "In the forest, it is very dangerous to be separated from the group. You and Ali are even more , a slightly larger tornado can blow you away, so it’s best not to go out in winter.”

Rick nodded, and looked in amazement at the giant long-horned mountain deer that was seventeen or eighteen times bigger than him, and then looked at the fat green worm that easily dragged the long-horned mountain deer away with its silk, and intuitively felt himself again. The gap between the strong and the forest.

Can my future self be as strong as the fat caterpillar, and simply make the long-horned mountain deer helpless?