The old turtle was a little embarrassed and coughed twice, "Then this... this has to be kept secret for me, the old turtle."

Tu Ran smiled jokingly, turned around and left the cave with Pang Pang.

Tu Ran found the fruit forest she encountered when she came here.

There are many kinds of fruits in this orchard, including fruits that grow on trees, fruits that hang on vines, fruits that roll on the ground, and fruits that need to be dug out from the soil. She has seen some of them, but most of them she has not.

When Pang Pang saw the various fruits in front of him, the tuft of orange feathers on his head stood up and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Wow, a lot of these are what Fatty likes to eat."

"The fruit you don't like must be really unpalatable." Tu Ran said. Pang Pang smiled embarrassedly, "It seems so."

"Boss, let's pick some of each and bring them back for Grandpa Turtle to taste."

"what ever."

"Great, great, the boss agrees!" It immediately took a step with its short legs and ran towards the fruit tree that it could reach.

Looking at its cheerful back, Tu Ran reminded: "If you pick every kind, you won't be able to bring them back in one go. You may have to make several trips."

"It doesn't matter. Fatty is a hard-working Fatty."

This place is not far from Lao Gui’s cave. Tu Ran sits on the tallest fruit tree and can see Pang Pang carrying the fruits back and forth throughout the whole process.

She picked three red melons from the tree as Pangpang requested and threw them down from the tree. She then sat on a branch and ate a bunch of fruits similar to green grapes that she had picked from the vines.

Tu Ran didn’t know what the real taste was like, but she imagined it to be green grapes, and it tasted like green grapes when she put it in her mouth.

Pangpang carried the things back and forth five times. On the last trip, Tu Ran and he carried the remaining things back with him.

Looking at all the different kinds of fruits, the old turtle exclaimed, "My mountain is really a Feng Shui treasure land!"

"Yes, yes, this place is exactly like Pangpang's dream place." Pangpang agreed, flapping his wings.

"Grandpa Turtle, eat this. This melon is very sweet and delicious. It is the most common on your mountain."

Fatty smashed a red melon into two pieces on the ground, walked to a shady place, and gave half of it to the old turtle.

The old turtle picked up the melon, took a bite, and then... spit it all over the floor.

“It’s so bitter, so bitter!”

It was so bitter that its eyes filled with tears. It spit out the melon it had eaten, but the pain was still not relieved.

"Ah? Why is it bitter?" Fatty was helpless and puzzled. He lowered his head and took a bite. "It's obviously sweet. How can it be bitter if it's so sweet?"

It picked up a palm-sized yellow melon and said, "Grandpa Turtle, eat this to reduce the bitterness. This is not very sweet, nor bitter, and has a lot of water."

The old turtle immediately took it and took a bite.

"Ah, sour, sour, sour, why is it so sour, puah puah." It vomited repeatedly and its face turned pale.

Fatty was even more puzzled, and took a bite of the melon left by the old turtle, "It's obviously not sour, it tastes delicious."

It looked at Tu Ran for help, "Boss, it tastes exactly the same as when we ate it, why does Grandpa Turtle think it's inedible?"

Its little brain couldn't understand this.

Tu Ran sighed. Because she had the Gu Diao's "immune to all poisons" ability, she could eat anything she wanted.

But with the human taste system, most of the foods in the threshold are inedible.

This old turtle probably has the same taste as humans, so it thinks these fruits are either bitter or sour.

Tu Ran took out a glucose solution from her bag and walked over to hand it to him.

"This one is sweet, break it apart and drink it."

The old turtle didn't quite believe it. It was already scared.

I haven't eaten food for thousands of years. When I finally get a bite, it's either too bitter or too sour. I'm going to lose my life here.

He took it tremblingly, and carefully opened it according to Tu Ran's instructions, and stopped moving.

"Drink." Tu Ran raised her voice.

If anyone dares to waste her kindness, she will force him to drink it.

The old turtle trembled when she yelled at him. He didn't dare to resist and tilted his head back to drink the liquid.

Sweet.

It is sweet indeed.

Its brows relaxed, the sour taste was covered up, and it smacked its lips, savoring the long-lost taste.

"Boss, what did you give Grandpa Turtle to drink?" Pang Pang was curious and looked at Tu Ran eagerly.

It wants to drink too.

"The sugar water made by humans is not as delicious as the one with fruit. You should eat fruit." Tu Ran avoided its sight and retreated back to the cave entrance.

"Oh, okay." Pangpang obviously didn't quite believe what she said, but he didn't dare to ask her for it again.

"Grandpa Turtle, are you feeling better? Why don't you try this little fruit again? This fruit is the sweetest fruit that Fatty has ever tasted."

“No, no, no, no,” the old glans shook faster than a rattle, “Pangpang eat it yourself, it’s enough for grandpa to watch Pangpang eat.”

"Ah? You really don't want to eat it?" Pang Pang lamented, "Pang Pang picked so many fruits."

The old turtle was really scared, "I really don't want to eat it anymore, Fatty, keep it for yourself. It doesn't matter if you can't finish it, you can continue eating tomorrow."

"Oh well."

Pang Pang sat in the middle of a pile of fruits, "Actually, Pang Pang can eat them all."

Old Turtle: "Uh... being able to eat is a blessing."

Tu Ran sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, folded her arms across her chest and closed her eyes to rest.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the night within was about to fall.

Pangpang has been eating, one after another, and the chewing sound never stops. From time to time, it will chat with the old turtle about some interesting things outside.

Pangpang has been to many places and seen many new things, and he describes them vividly, which makes Laogui fascinated and he wishes he could go out and see the world right now.

It sighed, "If I hadn't coveted this long life and hadn't fought so hard to become the mountain god, I would have seen more of the world."

Tu Ran, who had closed her eyes to rest, opened them and asked, "How many mountain gods are there here?"

The old turtle counted on his fingers, then gave up. "Too many to count. Too many to count. Every mountain has a mountain god. There are at least 1,800 big mountains in this world. Some smaller mountains also have mountain gods. There are even more small mountains. There could be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of them. Mountain gods are almost everywhere."

There are so many mountain gods, but no pioneer has ever seen them.

"Do you guys usually sleep?"

"There's nothing else to do except sleeping," said the old turtle bitterly.

"Will you die? What will happen to this mountain if you die?" Tu Ran asked again.

The old turtle froze for a moment and looked at her warily.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I'm curious. Don't worry, why would I kill you for no reason?" Tu Ran said disdainfully.

She was just making plans for the future. If she were to encounter a mountain god or something like that to annoy her again, she wouldn't be fooled around like she was today.

"Of course they will die, but it won't have any impact. The mountains are still mountains, the water is still water. The worst consequence is that the trees will grow slower, produce fewer fruits, and the color of the flowers will fade."

(End of this chapter)