The spirit bird had swallowed all the bones it could chew with courage and flesh, so the skeleton was incomplete, consisting only of the skull and a thick spine.
"Aww!" Here you go! Here you go!
The little guy growled excitedly and shoved the skeleton directly at the chipmunk's front.
The chipmunk was a little scared of the tiger, who was not friendly to it and had been trying to catch it.
Seeing the spirit beast bones right in front of it, the chipmunk couldn't resist the temptation. It stretched out its little body and took them all!
Lin Qian also turned around and handed over the bird bones he had left over. The chipmunk was overjoyed with its abundant harvest, and its fear of the tigers lessened considerably.
Squeak! Seeking refuge with King Tiger was indeed a wise decision!
I, the squirrel, am the smartest little squirrel!
Lin Qian patted the smug little squirrel and grabbed its wagging tail to bring it back to its senses.
The chipmunk was startled and immediately lost its smugness. It was one thing if the tiger kings didn't harm it, but if it didn't take the tiger kings seriously, it would only become easy prey!
We must not be careless with hamsters!
"Squeak." Tiger King, what are your orders?
Lin Qian looked at the clever chipmunk and nodded in satisfaction. As expected, spirit beasts are the best. With their intelligence, they are easy to tame.
"Aww." How much can you hold?
He wanted to confirm the capacity of his suitcase to avoid making a mistake later.
Upon hearing this, the tiger mother and the others perked up, their eyes fixed on the chipmunk without any attempt to hide their gaze.
Although they didn't know anything about spatial abilities, they could see the benefits of the chipmunk's ability.
At the very least, this little guy can pack up their leftovers! Then I won't have to put in the effort anymore!
Wild animals are indeed brave, but they are also the most fond of "lazy" because conserving energy and energy is also a major factor in survival.
The chipmunk's little brain was much sharper than before, and it immediately received the meaning of the tigers' gazes. It knew that its status in the tiger pack depended on how much stuff it had!
In this situation,
Chipmunks are very skilled.
Because it had already figured out the patterns when it was with the deer herd, it knew that it could use its abilities to seize opportunities.
The chipmunk let out a cry, indicating that it was going to demonstrate, and then darted to an empty space to the side.
The tiger stared intently, not looking away for even a second.
Suddenly, the open space in front of them was filled with a pile of things: nuts, pine cones, animal hides, grass, and even leopard bones.
The most abundant items were pine cones and grass. The pine cones were well preserved, but the grass was somewhat wilted.
Lin Qian looked at the items, his eyes filled with thought.
"Roar." Is this how the grass is disguised?
The chipmunk tilted its head and thought for a moment, then shook its head.
"Squeak, squeak." It was new at first.
Lin Qian felt somewhat disappointed; it seemed the chipmunk's space was not static.
"Huh?" How many days has it been sitting there?
"Squeak?" Three, four... five days?
The chipmunk answered quickly, but with great uncertainty; it seemed unclear about numbers and days.
Lin Qian looked at the chipmunk and fell silent. Fine, he thought, "Do you really expect a chipmunk to be able to count?"
That's wishful thinking on his part!
Lin Qian tore off a piece of animal hide, which looked very familiar.
Then, piece after piece of animal hide was torn up by the little tiger, and Lin Qian fell silent again.
Damn! This is all his possessions!
While Lin Qian was turning over the animal skin, the chipmunk had already quickly slipped away.
The little guy hid in a tree not far away, panicked and scared.
It stole the Tiger King's hide; it's doomed now! Squeak!
Looking at the cowardly rat, Lin Qian sighed speechlessly and could only growl in a low voice to show that he wasn't angry.
The chipmunk hesitated to come over until Lin Qian shouted a few more times. Only then did the chipmunk slowly climb down the tree and run over, taking three steps at a time.
"Aww." Take it back.
Lin Qian was too lazy to deal with the little guy anymore; he was such a coward, such a coward.
But this little guy dared to take the animal hides he had painstakingly saved, and even dared to come looking for him after encountering him. Judging from this, he is quite bold.
The chipmunk deftly put the things away again, but much more slowly.
Chipmunks can release things as easily as emptying a bag; everything comes out in a flash, but they can't just put everything back in the same way.
To collect items, the chipmunk must touch each item with its body; it cannot simply take items away out of thin air.
However, the chipmunk was very quick and collected the items in no time, although a few blades of grass fell onto the snow.
Lin Qian noticed that the chipmunks weren't picking up the food, and something seemed off.
He remembered that chipmunks are omnivorous, feeding on tree seeds, grains, fungi, fruits, vegetables, insects, small birds, and lizards.
They mainly eat nuts and various seeds, but they shouldn't eat much grass, so how come they have stored so much grass?
Look at the quantity; there's far more grass than pine cones.
He witnessed the entire process of the chipmunks storing food in the fall, and it was almost entirely nuts and seeds, with no grass at all...
"Huh?" You ate this grass?
Asking questions when you don't understand something is a new trait Lin Qian has developed since he was born as a wild beast.
The chipmunk blinked, neither nodding nor shaking its head.
After a few seconds of silence, the chipmunk squeaked to indicate that it was its food.
In reality, this grass is for the fawns to eat. Its main role in the red deer herd is to care for the fawns and provide them with their hides and food.
The deer leave any food they find here, so the fawns can eat it if they get hungry on the road. In this weather, finding food is not easy, and storing it is even harder.
This pile of grass was collected at the foot of the mountain when we were close to the snow-capped mountain; it would have been impossible to collect so much grass while traveling.
Thinking of the fawn, the chipmunk felt a pang of sadness. It wondered how the fawn was doing down the mountain, whether the herd had protected it, or if it had already been snatched away by a wild animal…
Lin Qian looked at the chipmunk with its little head drooping and suddenly felt a little strange.
Question mark, question mark.
All I asked was if they ate grass.
We didn't bully the mouse!
The chipmunk was startled awake by the tiger's head looming close to its face, and all its sadness vanished instantly.
The chipmunk is sad because its intelligence has improved a lot, and it has spent the most time with the deer, so it has naturally developed some feelings for them.
But this feeling isn't very deep; it's just a budding friendship.
Seeing that the chipmunk had come to its senses, Lin Qian stopped worrying about the little guy's emotions. He was just a big cat; how could he possibly control a mouse's feelings?
"Aww?" This is all you can hold?
Upon hearing this, the chipmunk quickly shook its head.
"Squeak!" It can still hold things!
The chipmunk raised its little head, afraid that Lin Qian would be dissatisfied.
King Tiger, the mouse is very useful! It can even put on a show!
Lin Qian thought for a moment, then dug out some snow and let the chipmunk fill it. The chipmunk touched it with one paw and instantly filled it with snow.
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