A pitiful interstellar cub transmigrates into a treasure held in the palm of every race on a foreign continent.
——Little Lingling is an optimistic little experimental subject who suddenly...
In front of the gate of the Elf King's castle.
After letting Josiah take Lingling out to play, Thor teleported back to the castle to save time.
He called today's guard elf and asked him to find all the tribesmen who were still troubled by the evil spirit, and to gather at the top of the mountain after lunch.
The guard was startled, then secretly delighted.
Call them all back?! Could it be that after all these years, the Elf King has finally found a way to save his people?!
"Yes! I'll go right away." The guard left happily.
Thor looked at his steady guard walking briskly, almost jumping, and shook his head in amusement.
Hmm—the guard is gone, so he has to prepare lunch himself.
......
Downstream of the creek.
The gurgling brook and the green grass create a unique world.
Josiah took Lingling and the others and slowly walked to the stream.
Lingling was so overjoyed at the sight of the crystal-clear stream that she wondered if she had been a fish in her past life. She nimbly kicked off her tiny shoes, lifted her skirt, and rushed in. The same enthusiasm she felt when she saw the Holy Lake as a child—she plunged in regardless.
But because the stream was very shallow, Irene did not stop her. She loudly reminded the little one to be careful, said hello to Josiah, and then took root in a sunny spot by the stream and basked in the sun happily.
Anyway, Josiah was there to play with her, so she didn't bother with her old arms and legs.
Josiah, who was secretly watching from the side, was actually quite surprised to see that Irene actually let go and asked him to play with her.
"This elder Treeman isn't as difficult to talk to as the Elf King worries. How about discussing Lingling's matter with her later?" Josiah muttered to himself.
However, all the murmurs in my heart were soon drowned out by Lingling's cheers.
Forget it, forget it, I’ll think about it later, let’s play with Lingling enough first.
Lingling and Huhu were still young, at the age of playing, and Josiah hadn't relaxed like this in a long time. The man, the tiger, and the elf were having fun, splashing around in the creek.
The midday sun was shining brightly, and the scattered water droplets were as crystal clear as crystal. Lingling was so happy that she kept stretching out her little hands to try to catch them.
After playing like this for a while, Josiah hurriedly picked some silver grass for fear that the little one would catch a cold in the water. Then he picked Lingling up from the water and brought Huhu to the shore.
"Hehehe~ Fun!"
“Ouch~”
Lingling, who was being led up, imitated the way Huhu swayed left and right to shake off her fur, and kicked her little hands and feet to shake off the stream water on her body, but her big eyes were still staring at the stream with an unsatisfied look.
The fish and shrimp in the water had already been scared away by their flapping of their wings, and she didn't know what else in the water was so attractive to her.
"Lingling, stop looking and look at your brother. I'll help you dry your clothes, and then we'll go back for lunch."
Josiah gently turned the little girl's head, fearing that she would catch a cold, and used magic to bring gusts of warm wind to dry her little skirt.
"Okay~ Let's have lunch~" The little guy, whose entertainment activities were forcibly terminated, smiled at Josiah with his little white teeth in a good mood.
Josiah's heart melted at her smile, and he couldn't help but rub Lingling's little face.
"Guoguo~ What are you doing~" Lingling was rubbed so hard that she couldn't speak clearly.
"Guoguo likes Lingling~" Josiah also replied imitating her tone.
The little guy laughed so hard that he started giggling.
Suddenly, Irene heard a commotion. She called out to Josiah, "Josiah, come over here and take a look. I hear a commotion."
Josiah, who was having fun playing with the little guy: Noise?
He picked up Lingling and walked over to Irene, putting her down. He then jumped onto a giant tree nearby and looked into the distance.
I saw a group of people wearing cloaks of various colors walking towards this side quickly. They were whispering to each other, but it could be seen that everyone walked briskly, as if they had encountered something good.
Josiah was a little confused, but after a while he realized that these should be the tribesmen who came to Lingling for facial treatment.
But, didn’t they say that the treatment should be done after lunch? Why is it happening now?
While Josiah was thinking, the group of elves soon arrived at the stream, the only way to the top of the mountain.
When they saw Lingling, Huhu and Irene, the group was obviously stunned.
Someone asked in confusion, his tone somewhat cautious: "Who are you? You are not elves, how did you get in?"
Seeing this, Josiah quickly jumped down from the tree.
"My fellow tribesmen, they are guests invited by the Elf King. Please don't scare them."
"Josiah!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the handsome Josiah, and for a moment they didn't care about figuring out the identities of Lingling and the others.
They came forward and surrounded Josiah.
"Josiah! Is your face really healed?! Are we saved, then?"
"Josiah, how did you heal yourself? Did the Elf King help you?"
"Hahaha! We are finally saved!"
"Woo woo woo, we're saved! Thank you, Elf King!"
......
The elves were so excited that they started crying before they even waited for Josiah's reply.
Seeing so many people in cloaks appear all of a sudden and having heard what Josiah had just said, Lingling was not afraid. She kept moving her short legs and ran to Josiah's feet in a few seconds, pulling him.
"Brother, there are so many cloaks ~ just like you had before." Lingling cutely expressed her observation.
Josiah was a little amused by her strange focus. He picked up Lingling and whispered in her ear, "Yes, they are sick just like their brother. I'll have to trouble Lingling to help these uncles and aunts later, okay?"
"Okay~" Lingling also imitated him and replied quietly next to Josiah's pointed ear.
Irene also came over and asked in confusion, "Josiah, are these the tribesmen you want to treat? Why are you here now? Didn't you say you'd wait until Lingling finishes lunch?"
Josiah didn't know either.
Someone in the crowd with better hearing suppressed their excitement and explained to Irene, "Yes, the Elf King told us to come back after lunch, but we've been waiting for twenty years. Now that we have hope, we don't want to wait any longer, so we came early. We originally planned to meet at the top of the mountain, but we didn't expect to run into Josiah and you guys here, so we stopped to chat."
Irene understood and could understand their feelings. However, Lingling, the little foodie, might have to postpone her lunch time. Based on her understanding of the little girl, she would probably put aside the delicious food for the time being and save these poor elves first.
Sure enough, the next second, Lingling spoke in a baby voice.
"Uncle and aunt, are you looking for Lingling to treat your illness? Lingling can help you right now~"
"Lingling is so amazing!"
One stone can cause a thousand ripples!
The elves were completely shocked by Lingling's words, and no one spoke for a short while.