Pet King

Sihwa, who usually dawdled and ignored Zhang Zian's greetings, immediately went to the shore and reached out her hand when she heard him."Where's my phone?" Hurry up and give it to me!"

"Don't be in a hurry to play with your phone. I have something more fun to do. Do you want to join in?" He knelt down and asked.

Sihwa, who was playful like a child, was immediately attracted to it. "How do I play?" Play what? Is this hide-and-seek? I really want to play hide-and-seek, but you guys never call me!"

"Cough! We can't play hide-and-seek with you ... You're either in the bathtub or in the sea. How can we play hide-and-seek with you?" He spread his hands helplessly.

If Sihwa could play hide-and-seek, it would save him a lot of trouble.

"What exactly is that?" She had lost most of her interest.

"Actually ... It's more or less the same as playing hide-and-seek."

Zhang Zian told his plan to Sihwa. What she had to do was very simple, and even with her intelligence, she could understand.

Back in the barren village, he called all the elves outside and discussed his plan with them. Although it was not an impeccable plan, he could not think of a better one in a short time.

Dinner was much earlier than usual, and the sky was Not Dark Yet. Zhang Zian brought the roasted Beaver and rice to the table, then went to the bedroom to wake melgen up.

She had fallen asleep with snowy Lionet in her arms. She was in a deep sleep, and he had to wake her up several times.

Melgen was already famished. Her eyes glowed like a hungry wolf when she smelled the smell of roasted meat from the dining room. She sat at the table and grabbed a roasted Beaver with both hands. She began to tear the meat and stuff it into her mouth.

If it were someone else who had been starving for so many days, their table manners would not be any better. If she ate to her heart's content, she could eat an entire beaver rat by herself. Zhang Zian was so scared that he quickly snatched it from her hands.

He didn't feel bad for the Beaver. He could have as many as he wanted, as long as he let the wolves catch it. However, her stomach was used to light food. If she suddenly ate too much greasy food, she would definitely not be able to digest it, and she might even have an upset stomach. So Zhang Zian told her that he only allowed her to eat half of the Beaver, and that she had to eat rice and meat at the same time. She had to eat more wild vegetables and fruits, and try to chew slowly.

Melgen knew that he was right, and she tried her best to control her appetite.

After eating for a while, the sugar replenished her blood, and her face became Ruder and her thoughts became more sensitive. She only remembered to ask Yingying what animal this meat was.

Zhang Zian told her the truth.

At first, she thought it was venison, but when she heard that it was the flesh of a beaver rat, her expression twisted for a moment. Then she reached out to grab the meat and even sucked the oil off her fingers.

After she finished eating, only her stomach bulged out from her thin body due to malnutrition. She was so full that she didn't want to move.

Zhang Zian tidied up the utensils. He said he was going to throw the bones outside, but he was actually feeding them to the wolves outside.

When he returned to the dining table, he did not tell melgen about his plan. He only asked her to stay in the house and have a good rest. If she wanted to sleep, she could sleep. If she could not sleep, she could walk around the house, but she should not leave the house, because once night fell, all the wild beasts in the forest would come out and move.

As a matter of fact, when he was walking in and out of the room, she had vaguely heard some movement outside. It was the sound of the wolves fighting for the Beaver's bone.

She knew that he was planning to sneak into the Devil's Den and was deeply worried for him. The two of them were now on the same line, and neither could escape. If he was caught, she was afraid that she could only starve to death in this house.

She had already died once and really did not want to die again, but there was no other way. She could only place all her hopes on him and said,"You must be careful, I will pray for you!"

Zhang Zian told her to lock the door from the inside and only light candles in the bedroom with thick curtains, pretending that no one lived in the house. Unless he came back, she should ignore anyone who knocked on the door. He especially reminded her that no matter what strange sounds she heard, she should pretend not to hear them.

Melgen was more and more confused as she listened. 'What kind of strange sounds can be heard in the forest?'

Zhang Zian did not explain in detail and left the house with the Elfins.

Fati had a good impression of melgen. He even left a few wolves to guard the barren village and drive away the beasts that were approaching.

The dark clouds from the Northwest had completely covered the sky. It was basically night before it was dark, and it was a pity that they couldn't see the beautiful sunset over the sea.

When Zhang Zian and the Elfins arrived at the beach, Sihwa and the whales were already waiting there. She was full of anticipation for the prank, and she asked eagerly,""Are we starting now?"

He looked at the time and then at the sky."Let's wait for a while more, when they have dinner."

The Elfins each found a place to rest and digest, while he carefully climbed up the headland and used his telescope to observe the farm and the houses further away.

Clang clang clang!

A guard-like person held a large copper Bell and rang it three times. The long sound of the bell could even be heard by Zhang Zian, who was half a small bay away.

The people working in the fields put down their farming tools and lined up to leave the farm. They went to a simple wooden fence made of wood to line up for dinner.

Zhang Zian couldn't see what dinner was. He could only see that each of them had a wooden plate with a piece of black bread, a bowl of soup with unknown contents, and two spoonfuls of curry-like stew. It was not much different from relief meals during the war. Even the food in prison was probably better than this.

After receiving their meals, the people sat on the wooden chairs and quickly finished eating. Then, they were divided into several groups and entered different wooden houses.

Most of the wooden houses were lit with dim yellow lights, which came from simple oil lamps and candles. There was no entertainment equipment in the wooden houses, not even playing cards. It was hard to imagine that in modern California, the capital of technology, there were still people living such a primitive life out of their own free will.

After a day of hard work, the people could not rest after simply washing up. Instead, they knelt down and prayed devoutly to a portrait. They mumbled to themselves that the person in the portrait was not God, but a man wearing a white shirt and white pants. Although the face could not be seen clearly, wasn't this Peter Lee's signature dress?

The prayer continued for more than ten minutes and was not over. It probably would not end even after a while. Zhang Zian originally wanted to wait for these poor people to go to bed before he made trouble, but now he did not intend to wait any longer. Perhaps it would be a good time to shake their faith.

The sky was already completely dark, and because there was no moon or stars, the sea was dark. The brightest place nearby was the small lighthouse on the shore.

"Sihwa, it's your turn." He shouted.