In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

The gourd baboon's eyes were so sincere that Rick didn't even know what to say for a while, covering his face with his paws, and lamented collapsed amidst the laughter of Ali and the queen bee.

He's still a cub!Why is this question being asked!

Glancing at the innocent gourd baboon, Rick said helplessly, "How is it possible, there is a species separation between the fox and the caterpillar. In fact, he is—"

Before he finished speaking, Pang Pang flew in front of him with a whoosh, interrupting what he was about to say.

Fat Pang, who has always been proud and face-saving, was obviously very angry with the gourd baboon, with his claws on his hips, his golden eyes glanced upwards, and he raised his head and said loudly: "I am the legendary forest elf!"

Gourd Baboon/Rick: "Huh?"

A paw stuck to the fox's face, blocking his astonished expression, chubby wagging his green tail, and flickered the gourd baboons as if reciting a poem: "Bless the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the forest, control the prosperity and withering of plants, and give animals Luck or Misfortune—that's me, Wood Elf!"

The gourd baboons all tilted their heads, looked at their military adviser suspiciously, and asked him to verify the authenticity of what Pangpang said.

"Hmph, you don't believe it!" The fat hairy paw casually pointed to the side, "Did you see that big tree?"

As soon as the words fell, the tree suddenly and silently disintegrated into countless pieces, and the sawdust floated into the air and scattered suddenly.

The gourd baboons have mouths so wide they can almost fit a whole roast chicken.

Keenly caught the worm silk faintly reflecting light under the sun, Rick's ears moved slightly, he glanced at Fatty, and did not speak.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" One of the gourd baboons quickly apologized, "We were wrong just now, we shouldn't have mistaken you for the child of the military advisor and leader Chongchong."

Only then did Fatty nodded in satisfaction, and added casually: "Chief Chongchong left here to practice far away, and it may take a long time to come back."

The gourd baboons let out a regretful oh.

"We also prepared a lot of cheese for the leader of the insects." Putting one of the baskets of cheese in front of the tree house door, the gourd baboon said sadly, "Then military commander, eat this basket first, and we will take the rest back first. Cheese is easy to spoil if you can’t finish it.”

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shocked and greedy Pang Pang over there, and Rick almost laughed out loud.He faked a cough, and replied pretending to be serious: "It's okay, there is a lot of cheese in a basket, and Ali and I can't eat much at all."

Fatty became impatient: "Hey, hey, wait!"

The gourd baboons looked at him suspiciously.

Although the name of the forest elf sounds very powerful, and the strength he showed just now shocked the baboons, but in the simple concept of forest animals, it is like a giant mammoth as the guardian god of the forest. The attitude of the elves is just respectful.

Want the food they worked so hard to live on?There is absolutely no way unless it is robbed clearly.

"Do you want to become stronger? Or do you want your luck to be better?" Pangpang was eager to think, "I am the forest elf who is in charge of the luck and disaster of forest animals. I can do all of these."

The gourd baboons looked at each other.

"Can I pick up rabbits and eat them while I'm lying on a tree?" one of them asked weakly.

Chubby choked.

Glancing at the delicious cheese next to him, he gritted his teeth: "Of course - but you need to fight for these yourself!"

Now that they were refreshed, the gourd baboons nodded again and again.

"Among you, only one baboon can get the blessing of the forest elf, so we have to have a game first," Fatty continued to flicker, "Run from here to the red pine forest, and pick the tallest tree in the red pine forest Whoever can come back first will have the qualification to enter the next level."

As soon as the words fell, the gourd baboons rushed out.

Looking at the back of the baboons running wildly, Rick rested his paws on his chin, and complained quietly: "Just tell them that you have evolved, and they will happily give you all the cheese. Why do you have to go through so much trouble?"

Pang Pang gnawed at the cheese.He rolled his eyes with some guilt, not wanting to admit that he forgot about it for a moment just now, and said bluntly: "My evolution needs to be kept secret, and the fewer animals that know about it, the better."

"But the forest elves are too outrageous... How do you make the gourd baboons catch rabbits while lying down?"

"Otherwise?" Fatty snorted, "Tell them I'm you and my son?"

Rick: "..."

Rick silently shut his mouth.

Even though the gourd baboons have always been nimble, it will take a long time to get from here to the red pine forest. Rick no longer struggled with this matter, and walked to the side of the beehive to see the construction progress of the queen bees.

Countless bees provide wax, pollen, and nectar, and in just a few moments the interior of the hive has changed.The hexagonal hives are closely arranged and cross each other, forming a mysterious and beautiful shape.Several queen bees flew up and down to decorate the corners of the hive, and more of them had already laid down in the nest, sleeping soundly, crowded together.

Seeing the fox poking its head in front of the beehive, the queen bee flew out gracefully without speaking, and looked at the queen bee behind her.The queen bee smiled and said, "What flavor of royal jelly do you like? We can finally brew high-quality royal jelly!"

In the honey badger's cave before, all the nectar that was picked by the honey badger became wilted and soiled, and the queen bee's racial skills were limited and could not be used, and they were dizzy from the tobacco leaves , the quality of the brewed royal jelly is extremely poor.

"It's like every meal you eat is rotten meat," the queen bee gave an example. "It can fill you up, but it's unpalatable and it's not good for your health."

The description can be said to be very vivid.Rick couldn't help but think of the days when he first traveled to the forest and lived on bugs and picking up leftover meat from other animals, and he smacked his lips with empathy: "You can brew whatever royal jelly you like, don't worry about me and Ali."

"Then iris nectar!" said the queen bee, "the light sweet scent is the best!"

Another queen bee retorted: "Iris nectar is not delicious! Magnolia nectar is the best!"

"That's not true!" Another queen bee joined the discussion, "You are all wrong! Calendula is the best!"

The queen bee family, who were still resting together just now, quickly exploded.The queen bees flew into the air one after another, and you argued with each other sentence by sentence.

Embarrassed, Rick took a few steps back, away from the quarreling royal bees.

"Go back to the tree house first, they can argue about this topic all day." The queen bee appeared beside him at some point.

Rick blinked and asked in surprise: "Do they often quarrel like this?"

The queen bee's tone was still cold, but there was a hint of tenderness: "When I first came to this forest, the first kind of royal jelly brewed has a special meaning. I always have to let them quarrel for a while."

After all, they have been trapped in the cave in the Ant Forest for ten years. After experiencing the tragic death of their own people and the powerlessness of being bullied by the Yemi Badger, they finally returned to the forest to live happily. Not a dream of their despair.

Rick's eyes were slightly bent, and he thoughtfully didn't ask any more questions, but changed to a new topic: "Would you like to visit our tree house? Eat a piece of honey candy and rest for a while."

The queen bee nodded happily.

They stayed away from the noisy queen bees, returned to the tree house, took out cheese, milk tea and honey candy, and chatted happily.

The thrill of the ant forest, the rush along the way, and the hard work of building the beehive, both Rick and Ali are extremely exhausted, eating snacks and talking, unknowingly, their heads are bit by bit, and they are lying in a daze Fell asleep on the carpet.

The queen bee looked left and right, found a buckskin quilt not far away, covered the fox and squirrel, and flew back to the beehive silently.

It's getting late.

When Rick and Ali woke up again, it was already the next morning.

"Get up!" Fatty put his hands on his hips, and with a piece of grass in his mouth, he lifted the deerskin quilt with a pick.

Rick rubbed his eyes, shook his dizzy head, and walked to the stone box to get mint leaves. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a large bag of cheese piled up in the box, and looked at Fatty in surprise.

"Did the gourd baboon give you the cheese? Did they really believe you were a wood elf?"

Fatty wagged his tail triumphantly: "How about it, am I very good!"

"How did you make them lucky?" Ali asked suspiciously, "Do you still have this kind of racial skill?"

Fatty was even more proud: "That's why I told them that they didn't pass the assessment! It's okay!"

Rick had a headache: "So you are an empty-handed white wolf? The gourd baboon king will definitely find out that you are lying to them!"

Although they wouldn't have any problems even if they cheated the gourd baboons based on their friendship with the grape forest, it would still be rather embarrassing.

"It's okay," Fatty didn't care, "Just tell the gourd baboon king my real identity."

Rick thought about it, and it seemed to be the same reason, so he stopped struggling, patted the ground with his paws, and prepared to go hunting with Ali.

"We've almost eaten up our jerky," he said. "We can't just let gourd baboons bring us food all the time. We still need to hunt more to exercise our abilities."

Zai'er finally knew that he was making progress, and Pangpang nodded in relief: "Then you go, don't run too far, I'm practicing walking nearby, call me if you have anything to do."

After discussing it, they picked and ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast, and walked out of the tree house talking and laughing.

As soon as I opened the door, I was startled by the gourd baboons squatting neatly outside.

In front of the group of baboons, the gourd baboon king wearing a crown is particularly conspicuous.

It was already obvious what the gourd baboon king came for, Rick and Fatty exchanged a glance.

Pangpang sighed, a bit regretting the behavior of fooling those gourd baboons yesterday, and flew forward. He was about to confess his true identity to the gourd baboon king, but the gourd baboon king grabbed his paw.

"Forest goblin!" Calabash Baboon King sincerely said, "This king has admired you for a long time!"

Fatty: "??"