They had successfully crossed the river and were still a third of the way to the temporary shelter, but the search for wildlife had hit a roadblock.

"Hey, I have to say, the air in the primeval forest is really good. I feel so much lighter." Hao Guoli sat on a rock, taking a deep breath, and exclaimed sincerely.

“Yes, I’m usually so busy with work and training that I rarely have the chance to connect with nature,” Peng Peng sighed, then laughed. “But my wife often takes Qingqing to outdoor activities…”

The two chatted casually, from nature to family and parenting, and then from family to recent current events, subtly mentioning a certain male celebrity's dramatic downfall.

After Jiang Chi finished reapplying the mosquito repellent spray to Chaochao, the restless little dumpling immediately joined her two friends in a group.

The young man, with his long legs slightly bent, listened to the conversations of his seniors. He would offer his own thoughts when their gazes fell upon him, and more often than not, he couldn't help but turn his head to check on Chaochao's situation out of the corner of his eye.

The three little ones huddled together in a semi-circle behind the adults, whispering amongst themselves, seemingly discussing something.

The human cubs were intently observing a bee that had landed on Peng Peng's back.

“Is this bee also a wild animal?” Qingqing started thinking. “Anything that’s in the wild is wild.”

Lei Bao said regretfully, "But there are no wild bees on the mission information card. It would be great if there were."

Chaochao's mind was still on the idea Qingqing had casually mentioned. She slowly opened her eyes wide: "So... are we little wild people now?"

Oh my god, does this mean I'll have to wear grass skirts and straw hats and climb trees like a little monkey from now on?

Qingqing stared blankly for two or three seconds: "..."

"Well..."

She hesitated for a moment before finally finding a suitable reason, "It doesn't really count, because we came with adults, only those who got lost count."

Squeak—

The fleeting dream of becoming a wild man shattered like a bubble.

The little dumpling, feeling rather reluctant to part with it, sighed.

"Look, what is it doing?"

Lei Bao suddenly pointed ahead in confusion.

Wild bees crawled steadily upwards on the bright orange windbreaker, leaving a trail of winding, pale yellow dotted lines on the fabric with their stingers.

Chaochao was shocked: "It drew a heart for us!"

Wild ones are terrifying!

The little bees in her yard are still only interested in drinking her juice and sleeping soundly among the flowers.

As expected, Qingqing's train of thought was led astray by the little dumpling. "Could this be the language of the bee family?"

So this string of ellipses, winding and twisting like scribbles, was completely incomprehensible to them.

I just don't know how Chaochao figured out that it was a heart. Maybe she's just naturally gifted at finding love?

For the thousandth time, Qingqing fantasized that "it would be great if Chaochao were her own sister," and couldn't help but give her a big bear hug with a soft "woof woof."

Chaochao was jolted by the hug, and her alert head struggled to move from side to side: "...?"

What's going on? Is there an enemy attack?!

Only Lei Bao, who was examining it carefully, seemed to have silently discovered the truth: "Don't you guys think... it looks like it has diarrhea?"

Qingqing nodded in sudden realization, then recited as if reciting a poem: "The bee has diarrhea, honey water, rice water."

A faint smell of shogun wafted towards me.

Lei Bao: "..."

That's strange, let me take another look.

Chaochao stared intently into thought, her little face contorted in thought. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her, and she murmured with a hint of doubt, "Then the rice porridge I often drink in the morning is made by bees?"

Lei Bao: "..."

Sisters, what's wrong with you?

Jiang Chi tilted his neck back and glanced around randomly. The children, who had been whispering and huddled together, had already moved on to the next stage.

"Really?" Qingqing imagined the texture and taste of the rice porridge, her voice rising with excitement, "Do we want to try some?"

Chaochao hesitated for a moment.

But the next second...

Under the astonished gazes of her two friends, she straightened her little face, stretched out her chubby palm, and waved it quite firmly, as if to say, "My mind is made up."

“You can’t eat it. My brother said that you can’t eat things given by strangers, even if they are from strangers or insects.”

She's undergone rigorous training!

Lei Bao and Qing Qing: "Oh—(⊙o⊙)"

"That makes sense." Qingqing nodded in agreement, after all, this was a dangerous primeval forest. She patted her knees with her hands. "Then how about this—"

"I'll let my dad try it later," Qingqing said confidently, tilting her head back. "It'll be fine for adults to eat it!"

The three children immediately agreed.

Peng Peng, who was sitting on a rock chatting leisurely, was completely unaware of his daughter's decision.

Jiang Chi, who inadvertently witnessed everything, was speechless.

He casually looked away, trying to suppress the smirk on his lips, and gently patted Mr. Peng's shoulder.

The netizens who watched the children's loud and secret plotting throughout the whole process were laughing their heads off.

Only Peng Peng, who was being pitied by everyone, was still unaware of the truth, "...?"

After three minutes, everyone had rested enough and planned to complete the remaining third of the journey in one go.

Peng Peng, still harboring doubts, scratched the back of his head and prepared to get up. Qingqing, who was crouching behind the rock, immediately stood up and crisply stopped him: "Dad, wait a minute—"

Peng Peng's internal alarm bells rang. He thought to himself, "It's finally happened." He turned his head stiffly and asked, "...What's wrong?"

With this action, the little bee that had been hovering behind him fluttered its wings and flew away, along with the "rice porridge" that was about to be tasted, which fell to the ground.

Qingqing reached out to stop him but couldn't: "..."

Lei Bao: "Ah..."

A delighted, childlike voice suddenly broke the silence—

"Found it!"

Everyone turned to look expectantly: "What did you find?"

Have you spotted a new target wild animal?

The little dumpling, still squatting on the ground, looked on with a mixture of amazement and seriousness as she picked up something with her tiny hand and slowly held it up in front of her eyes:

"We found a rock that looks like Mickey Mouse!"

The curve, the shape, and even the faint outline of a nose and mouth—it's definitely one of the top ten stones she's ever picked up.

The little dumpling examined it carefully, shaking its head in admiration.

It was as if they were marveling at the existence of such a miracle in the world.

Completely unaware of the surrounding silence:

"…………"