This was the first time Fang Rong had encountered such a situation. Most wild animals have their own instinctive reactions; if they really can't eat anymore, they will stop and play with other things. Only he insisted on stuffing himself until he felt nauseous.
Fang Rong didn't notice it once or twice, thinking it was just a stomach problem. But after it happened a few times, she realized that this guy was completely clueless.
So from then on, every meal he ate was under Fang Rong's supervision. When Fang Rong thought it was about time, she would pat the little guy's belly until it was bulging, then take away his rice bowl so he couldn't eat anymore, and only then would he obediently stop eating.
Sometimes Fang Rong would think he was very lazy. He would eat and then sleep, and then eat again. He really had no ambition in life.
When he was bored, he would take Fang Hua to his workshop and use his rudimentary tools to "train" him.
"Sit down." Ignore him.
"Stand up." He still ignored him.
"Okay, get up and walk a few steps." He still ignored him.
"..." Can it ever get better?
It turned out that it really couldn't be cured. The little guy lay on the ground blankly, tucking his four paws in, closing his eyes to rest and ignoring him.
Fang Rong took the windmill off the wall and placed it in front of him, teasingly saying, "Hey, open your eyes and take a look, you're really not giving me any face."
He was about to change the object of his amusement when he suddenly noticed the little guy move. First, it glared fiercely at the spinning windmill, then stood up and circled around it. Once it realized there was no threat, it sat down on the ground and stared wide-eyed at the windmill, which had stopped spinning due to the lack of wind.
He reached out and carefully touched it. The windmill, under the force, wobbled and tried to turn, but the power was too weak, and it only moved a little.
Although it was only a little bit, it successfully frightened the little guy, who then put on that fierce look and glared at the windmill with bared teeth.
He grew very quickly during this time, and before he knew it, he already had a row of baby teeth. Orcs grow fast, and can reach adulthood within three years. Fang Hua was already slow enough. Because of his congenital defect, he was always a bit less bright than other orcs. While others were fighting for food, he would just sit there stupidly, waiting for Fang Rong to serve him food. If Fang Rong forgot, he would go hungry. He was stubbornly hateful.
He slowly moved closer and blew a small breath on the unpowered windmill. The windmill immediately started spinning. He probably found it interesting and began to lie there and look up at the windmill, looking exceptionally cute.
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