In the northernmost part of China, the Greater Khingan Mountains. Meng Fei, suffering from a terminal illness, gained a live-streaming system that would extend his life. To survive, Meng Fei return...
But what gave Meng Fei a headache was that due to Cuihua's mysterious disappearance, the twelve little wild boars actually regarded him as their guardian and followed him closely.
Even if they are locked in a pigsty, they can jump out with just a running start.
Meng Fei had no choice but to take them up the mountain.
Because there are always traps set by poachers in the mountains recently, Meng Fei is afraid that they will accidentally step on them.
Given the small size of these little guys, one clamp can cut them in half.
"From now on, you must all follow behind me, one behind the other, and don't run around!"
Meng Fei didn't know whether the little wild boars could understand him, so he just kept talking to himself.
But what surprised Meng Fei was that the little wild boars were only stunned for a moment, and then they all stood behind Meng Fei in a neat row.
So there was a scene that surprised the audience in the live broadcast room.
Meng Fei walked in front, and the little wild boars raised their heads and followed Meng Fei proudly, just like a military parade.
[Oh my god, this is possible! Host, have you ever learned animal taming? ]
[My son is seven years old, but he still can't walk in a straight line! He even fell into a ditch while walking on the aisle last night! It's really annoying to compare yourself with others, oh no, it's annoying to compare yourself with others! ]
[So cute~ The anchor is asking for shelter, just to be able to touch these little guys every day. 】
At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the sky gradually became gloomy, as if a huge black curtain covered the entire world.
The wind began to blow quietly and silently, gently blowing through the leaves, making a rustling sound.
Feeling the damp smell in the air, Meng Fei thought something was wrong and quickly ran home with the little wild boars.
If he guessed correctly, it would be a torrential rain.