Chapter 10 Winged Clan's Inner Strength Technique: Red Cabbage Seedlings
Cheng Zhiyu glanced at the bright red cabbage seedlings, then at Xiao Er. The colors of the two were almost identical. To be honest, he didn't need to ask the system to know why.
He doesn't yet know if the changes in the cabbage seedlings are just in color or if there are other effects. He just hopes it's only a color change; otherwise, if a few cabbages grow that can breathe fire, his hope of eating vegetables will be dashed again.
Sigh, let's see how it goes later.
After Cheng Zhiyu finished his work, he left the system space to cook. Xiao Hei had already finished its milk, but its little face seemed full of resentment.
He felt he was a terrible person; even though Xiao Hei was like this, all he could think about was how cute Xiao Hei was.
Suppressing a laugh, she patted Little Black and said, "Little Black, I'm going to cook. Do you want to come with me?"
Xiao Hei refused; this human only wanted him to drink milk powder.
Seeing that Xiao Hei had its back to him and looked like it was refusing, Cheng Zhiyu didn't force it. He reached out and poked Xiao Hei's butt: "Then I'll go cook by myself."
The little black guy who got his butt poked: "!!!"
What a daring lecher! How...how could he do such a thing! The skin under the little black fur started to burn again. He decided to ignore this promiscuous human.
I need to improve my strength as soon as possible and leave this human's side.
Xiao Hei saw Cheng Zhiyu chopping a piece of meat from afar. He was eating so well, and he was even drinking milk powder.
But in any case, humans took him in. Before he leaves, he should give them something; he doesn't like owing people anything.
With his short legs and a serious expression, Xiao Hei found a corner where Cheng Zhiyu couldn't see him and began training his water-based abilities. With his previous experience, he was sure he could do it faster.
Cheng Zhiyu made a simple dish, some small meatballs, and steamed some rice. The meal was ready.
There wasn't much rice left at home, but Cheng Zhiyu wasn't worried about not having enough staple food this time. He found a bag of flour yesterday, which he could use to make steamed buns. Luckily, he often helped his mother cook at home, and he knew how to make steamed buns, but he didn't have any yeast.
However, there is a way: you can use dough as yeast by letting it sit for a few hours.
While making breakfast, he also prepared the yeast. He planned to steam buns this afternoon, but unfortunately, he had to eat vegetables sparingly, otherwise he would have liked to steam some dumplings as well.
After placing the food on the coffee table, Cheng Zhiyu called out to Xiao Hei, who had somehow wandered into his room, "Xiao Hei, it's time to eat."
Xiao Hei: Oh, I know you eat meat.
Seeing that Xiao Hei didn't move, Cheng Zhiyu called out again, "Xiao Hei, come and eat."
Little Black's ears twitched. Hmm? There's one too?
He glanced at Cheng Zhiyu suspiciously, only to see the other man holding his small bowl and putting two small meatballs into it. Xiao Hei immediately walked over quickly, and the human smiled as he placed the bowl in front of him.
The small meatballs emitted a faint meaty aroma and were still steaming hot.
So, the humans were busy chopping meat just now, actually to make meatballs for him? Xiao Hei's feelings were complicated.
"What are you standing there for? It's not so hot anymore, hurry up and eat." Cheng Zhiyu actually had a feeling that Xiao Hei might be different from ordinary puppies, and if he was only fed milk powder, he might not be full.
But he didn't dare to let him eat meat freely, fearing that it might cause some problems. After thinking it over, he simply made some small meatballs. These meatballs are very tender, and eating a little bit won't harm Xiao Hei's stomach.
Under Cheng Zhiyu's expectant gaze, Xiao Hei took a bite of the small meatball. It was indeed very tender. The meatball had no seasoning, but it was delicious with the freshness of the meat.
He ate one, then looked up and saw Cheng Zhiyu also eating, a small portion of stir-fried shredded potatoes.
Xiao Hei knew that food was undoubtedly scarce on this planet, and this human had given him his precious meat—how could he be so foolish? Luckily, he had met him.
Cheng Zhiyu was eating when he felt his ankle being touched. He looked down and saw Xiao Hei pushing its small bowl towards him with its paw.
You eat.
Cheng Zhiyu understood what he meant and couldn't help but feel touched. However, despite being touched, he said, "Xiao Hei, you should eat it."
Xiao Hei firmly stated: You eat it.
Cheng Zhiyu: "Thank you, but the meatballs have your saliva on them..."
With both meatballs in the bowl, Xiao Hei would inevitably bump into the other one while eating the first one.
Xiao Hei: "..."
He angrily took a bite of the meatball.
Cheng Zhiyu wanted to defend himself: "Xiao Hei, I didn't mean to look down on you."
Xiao Hei: Heh.
Cheng Zhiyu: Sigh!
After finishing his meal and cleaning up, Cheng Zhiyu rested for a while before starting to practice his boxing.
Xiao Hei noticed that Cheng Zhiyu was very clever. Yesterday, he was quite clumsy when he did these movements, but today they looked much smoother.
However, while this set of boxing techniques can certainly improve physical health, from Xiao Hei's discerning eye, there are problems everywhere.
He should offer his thanks since this human allowed him to stay here.
Thinking this, Xiao Hei sneaked into Cheng Zhiyu's room again. He knew a lot of martial arts techniques, one of which was very suitable for Cheng Zhiyu.
Xiao Hei looked up and, sure enough, saw a notebook and pen on Cheng Zhiyu's desk. These were the notebook and pen that Cheng Zhiyu had used to plan his route when he was preparing to go out to find supplies, and he hadn't put them away since.
Now they need to find a way to get the notebook and pen, but the problem is that the table is higher than Cheng Zhiyu's bed. Fortunately, there is a stool next to the table.
However, the stool was about the same height as the bed.
Xiao Hei: "..."
He could use his water-based abilities to send himself up, but the problem is that he hasn't reached that level of application of water-based abilities yet.
It would take at least three days to gain enough control to get him to the table. Xiao Hei stomped on the ground; he didn't have much patience and wasn't willing to wait.
I've decided to try jumping again; maybe he just didn't perform well last night?
With high hopes, Xiao Hei pushed off with its hind legs and leaped upwards. This time it didn't crash into anything, but its paws barely touched the edge of the stool before it fell to the ground with a "bang" due to gravity.
Xiao Hei: "..."
Fortunately, he closed the door, so Cheng Zhiyu probably didn't hear it.
After trying to jump several times, Xiao Hei finally landed on the table. It used its paws to knock the notebook and pen to the ground, and then jumped from the table to the ground.
At the same time, a noise came from outside. Xiao Hei froze and immediately plopped down on the notebook. Unfortunately, he was too small and couldn't cover it up at all.
Cheng Zhiyu pushed open the door and came in, and this was the scene he saw.
The man and the dog stared at each other: "..."
A moment later, Xiao Hei, having given up all hope, simply lay down on the notebook.
Cheng Zhiyu laughed, walked over and patted him: "How did you get this? Seriously, you're just a little dog, you can't possibly write, can you?"
Little Black: You underestimated the puppy, didn't you? No, pshaw! He's not a dog!
Cheng Zhiyu couldn't figure out what Xiao Hei was up to, so he could only let him be, since he had plenty of notebooks here anyway.
Xiao Hei openly took the notebook back to its nest, and Cheng Zhiyu didn't pay any attention.
When Xiao Hei was writing the mental cultivation manual, he knew to avoid Cheng Zhiyu. However, writing with his claws was too difficult. Not only was he slow, but the characters he wrote were also crooked. Oh well, just make do with it.
Cheng Zhiyu had no idea what Xiao Hei was doing behind his back. Since Xiao Hei was always acting mysteriously, he didn't investigate further.
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Several days passed, and the cabbage seedlings changed every day, but no matter how they changed, they were always red.
Fortunately, the cabbage seedlings, apart from being the same color as Xiao Er, don't seem to have gained any intelligence like Xiao Er, nor do they feel as warm to the touch.
This relieved Cheng Zhiyu. It seems like it's edible, right?
As for Xiao Tie, after a few days, its vitality has improved to 30%, and the whole plant has also grown a bit.
He discovered that the blades of the small iron plant seemed to be getting harder and harder, turning completely black and gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.
Could it be that he actually chose the right name? Xiao Tie feels like he's made of iron.
I wonder what Little Iron will be like when it matures.
Speaking of this, Xiao Er is still at the first level of maturity. Cheng Zhiyu feels somewhat guilty about this. To be precise, he is the one who is holding Xiao Er back. He does not yet have the ability to deal with zombies.
If it's just one zombie, it's fine, but if there are too many, he'll be in danger.
Therefore, it's not possible to take Xiao Er out to fight zombies right now.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhiyu sighed. It seems he needs to improve his strength as soon as possible.
It wasn't just that he wanted to take Xiao Er out; he also couldn't just stay hidden in his rented room forever. He figured that the authorities were too busy to help themselves, so he'd have to rely on himself to leave the apartment.
Moreover, he wanted to go back to his family. Although he had called them when the apocalypse came, how could he be completely at ease?
Cheng Zhiyu shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.
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In the bedroom, Xiao Hei struggled to use its paws to hold the pen and write the last character on the notebook.
Finally! He put down his pen, and his aching front paws were finally able to relax. Looking at the mental cultivation method in the notebook, he thought that Cheng Zhiyu must have been very surprised when he received this.
Xiao Hei unconsciously wagged its tail, puffed out its chest and raised its head. After Cheng Zhiyu came out of the space, it carried the notebook to his feet and put it down.
Cheng Zhiyu: "?"
He had been curious for a long time. Xiao Hei would mysteriously lie next to the notebook every day, doing who-knows-what, and wouldn't let him see.
He bent down and picked up the notebook, only to find that the once-empty notebook was now filled with characters. Cheng Zhiyu's eyes widened in surprise: "This is..."
Xiao Hei straightened his back even more, his face showing a human-like pride. This was a mental technique passed down for many years by their Winged Clan, something countless beastmen would fight tooth and nail to obtain.
Now that Cheng Zhiyu has obtained it so easily, he must be very...
Just then, Cheng Zhiyu said, "Xiao Hei, you can actually write? That's amazing! But... what language is this? I can't understand it."
The little black paw froze: "..."
As he wrote, he subconsciously used the winged tribe's secret language...
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