Chapter 113 Teenagers

The elves' dining hall sits at the edge of the forest, nestled between a few not-so-thick trees. It resembles a stilt house, a wooden structure of approximately 200 square meters, resting on a complex beam structure. Because of its large size, trees intersperse the various layouts within the restaurant, creating a harmonious and beautiful scene where humans and the environment coexist. This is how Mei Yang, a liberal arts student, commented.

The elves' architectural skills are indeed high, and their aesthetics are excellent.

You can even come up with a geography question for the college entrance examination.

The restaurant was about the second floor, with a wide staircase. Mei Yang followed the Elf King into the restaurant, then followed him and sat down in a semi-partitioned private room.

Almost as soon as they sat down, an elf wearing an apron pushed a food cart and brought them food.

Pieces of sterling silver, bone china, and carved glass utensils were placed on the table.

The Elf King signaled Mei Yang not to be restrained and to eat whatever he liked.

But when Mei Yang looked at the table full of nectar, flower petals, dew and fruits, his face became as bitter as a bitter melon - there was not even a bitter melon on the table!

Forget meat, eggs, or milk; there wasn't even a single vegetable on the huge dining table.

The Elf King was already eating fruits and drinking honey water in an elegant manner. Mei Yang looked at these foods that couldn't be healthier and sighed.

He also imitated the Elf King and started eating the fruit.

People are like that. After eating something sweet, they crave spicy food, and after eating something salty, they crave sour food. After trying a few fruits, Mei Yang had to admit that they were indeed delicious. In his previous world, they would probably be sold individually in imported supermarkets, but as a human, he really missed the flavor of oil and seasoning...

"What's wrong?" The Elf King asked the cub, noticing his gloomy face. "Is it not to your taste?"

Mei Yang shook his head subconsciously at first, thought about it, nodded, and said pitifully: "I want to eat meat... or vegetables are fine."

The Elf King was stunned.

The handsome man looked Mei Yang up and down, focusing on the cute round ears under the cub's black hair, and then tried to recall that many years ago, when the elves had not retreated to the dark forest, the diet structure of those human companions was indeed very complicated.

It can even be said that he is imaginative and will eat anything as long as it doesn't kill him.

The Elf King, regaining his composure, sighed. Seeing the cub's anxious expression, he soothed it softly, "It's not your fault. There's no need to worry. Human cubs do need to consume many different kinds of food... I've lived too long, and I've forgotten many things... Don't worry, I promised the Mother Tree that I would take good care of you. Later, I'll discuss a menu tailored just for you with the forest elves."

"Well, thank you, Wang." Mei Yang responded obediently.

He had heard Tansi boast about how powerful, wise, and omnipotent the Elf King was. His knowledge was unparalleled throughout history, and he was the eternal moonlight in the hearts of all elves.

But as he sat in this small private room to have lunch with the Elf King, Mei Yang only felt the loneliness coming over him.

It was a feeling of loneliness where the long river of time surged past him, people he knew left one after another, and he was still alone in the same place.

He said that he had lived too long and had gradually forgotten many things - how long had he lived?

Would the wise Elf King deliberately forget things that made him unhappy?

Mei Yang looked at the Elf King and felt that at this moment, the man showed a hint of fragility that made him unable to take his eyes off him.

"Anything else?" asked the Elf King.

"No." Mei Yang then looked away.

He lowered his head and drank some honey water, feeling that the fruit acid in his stomach was diluted a little.

And I want to eat something salty and spicy.

The Elf King was also eating in silence. Mei Yang thought that he actually didn't know how to take care of his cubs.

He can’t coax children or liven up the atmosphere.

But he is the Elf King, and there are probably no occasions that require him to liven up the atmosphere.

After the meal, the Elf King stood up, and Mei Yang also stood up and tried to follow him, but was stopped by the Elf King.

"I have something to do. You can arrange your afternoon as you like." With that, the Elf King disappeared in a flash.

Mei Yang was stunned.

Is this teleportation magic? Before that, he brought me all the way here to teach me how to find my way?

Mei Yang realized belatedly that the Elf King had paid attention to the details.

He grew up in an orphanage. He has an extremely sensitive personality and is very aware of the environment. He always unconsciously receives excessive information from the outside world. Therefore, Mei Yang can always grasp whether other people's attitude towards him is good or bad at the first time.

Even his intuition is faster and more accurate than delving into details. He can tell at a glance whether the person in front of him has good intentions towards him.

This is also why, in the morning, when he faced the Elf King Melida, who was as cold as moonlight, he held the hand he extended to him.

Thinking of this, Mei Yang felt secretly happy again - he discovered some inner character of his noble new guardian. He bet that ordinary elves must not know that the omnipotent Elf King was actually not very good at raising cubs.

Mei Yang, who already called himself a cub, shook his head happily and looked at the fruits on the table with better eyes.

His guardian had left, and now he was alone, he looked very relaxed.

Mei Yang even propped himself up and opened the small window, intending to take a look at the scenery outside.

But as soon as he opened the wicker window, he was immediately startled by the big faces in front of him - several teenagers with colorful, highly saturated hair and afro, like Shamatte, were hanging outside the window, and their faces were so white with a few freckles that they filled the entire window.

"Ah!" Mei Yang screamed and subconsciously slammed the window shut.

He sat back down, stroking his frightened heart, and it took him a while to realize that they should be what Tansi said, "those teenagers in the tribe who are older than you."

Mei Yang's face was filled with black lines.

These teenage elves are really naughty. Two faces that are probably girls are clinging to the lower window sill, and several that are probably boys are hanging upside down!

Why is the little flower fairy hanging upside down like a bat? Just to eavesdrop on the Elf King's speech?

Even thinking about this, Mei Yang couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He was just thinking about whether he should open the window and say hello to these teenagers when he heard a few knocks on the window.

"Hello, Mei Yang, we are your good friends. Hurry up and open the window and come out to play with us." The clear young voice said happily.

Mei Yang was speechless and choked: "...I don't even know you guys, how can I be your good friend?"

Another voice, clearly a girl's, replied, "Because we're the only minors in the tribe. We'll go to class together, do homework together, and we'll definitely become good friends!"

"You make sense." Mei Yang said with a smile.

In his previous life, he had rarely received such straightforward kindness from his peers, so he felt particularly surprised.

He stood up, put all the fruits on the table that he had not eaten into his robe, then pulled open the screen and walked out.

As I walked, I heard the anxious voices of several elves:

"Come out, open the window. We are not bad guys, we are good friends!"

"Mei Yang, don't be afraid, we came here specifically to play with you!"

"Open the window first!"

The knocking sound on the window overlapped with the footsteps of Mei Yang leaving.

In fact, it is becoming more and more rapid and brisk.

Mei Yang walked out of the restaurant lobby and came to the terrace outside. He tiptoed and approached the teenagers who were jumping up and down and scratching the window.

They were so focused that they didn't notice the black-haired boy approaching quietly from behind.

"Wow!" Mei Yang shouted suddenly.

"Ah!" The elves were so scared that they peed and shit themselves. Two of them jumped onto the roof, two ran to the terrace, and one fell down and landed straight on the lawn downstairs.

Mei Yang leaned against the railing and laughed so hard that tears came out.

How fun these teenage flower fairies are!

When Mei Yang played games with his peers for the first time, his mental state regressed to that of an eight-year-old child.

After several teenagers reacted, they immediately rushed towards Mei Yang screaming and trying to tickle him.

It was only because Mei Yang squatted on the ground, lowered his head and acted pitiful that these friends who were frightened by him let him go.

"Here." Mei Yang stood up, opened his shirt a little, and handed a fruit to each elf one by one. He said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Mei Yang."

The teenagers each took a fruit, looked at each other, and then looked at the smiling Mei Yang. They felt that this human cub was even more interesting than what Aunt Tansi said!

They love this cub!

The elves, whose hair colors were as bright as neon lights and happened to be the five colors of red, orange, blue, indigo and purple, introduced themselves one by one.

The elf with the red afro-short hair said, "My name is Red."

The elf with wavy orange hair said, "My name is Auggie."

The elf with long, smooth blue hair said, "My name is Blue."

The ones with blue and purple hair are girls. They look similar and are twins. They have short bob hair of the same length and appear to be the youngest.

Their names are Sean and Pope.

Every time they spoke, Mei Yang repeated it, indicating that he had memorized their names, which made the elves who came to make friends even happier.

After learning that Mei Yang's name was a purple, sweet, and juicy fruit, the elf with purple hair blushed and loudly announced, "Great! Your name is great! Let me tell you, purple is a really beautiful color!"

Mei Yang thought that perhaps the elves had a happy nature in their genes. They circled around and even sang a little tune in high spirits.

And everyone sings it differently.

After they calmed down, Mei Yang, like a mature kid, asked for everyone's opinions: "Where should we go next?"

The teenagers chattered and discussed the issue like little birds, but they couldn't come to any conclusion for a long time. They even started arguing and tried to pull each other's hair angrily.

They look similar to me, and may be two or three times my age, but their minds are very childish.

The tribe under the Elf King's rule is truly as pure and beautiful as a fairy tale, Mei Yang thought.

They argued for a long time, and finally decided to let Mei Yang decide where to go in the afternoon.

Mei Yang thought about it and decided, "I think we can go to the dock to get some French fries!"

——Look, what’s the difference between him and those naive teenagers?

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People live to go to the dock to get some French fries.

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