Chapter 134 Little Mouse, New Ideas
Meow——
On the second floor, the well-fed cat Xiaohan was sleeping on Qiao Lan's pillow. Suddenly, he stood up, widened his black and shiny eyes, and barked fiercely.
Its brother Da Zhuang was lying on the floor mat. Hearing the sound, he just raised his eyelids and gave the girl a look that said "It's okay".
Is it okay? Xiaohan tilted his head and scratched the pillow with his little paws, feeling a little uneasy.
"Sister Lan, the cat said there is a mutant beast downstairs." Translator Xiao Li did his job conscientiously.
Qiao Lan had just come upstairs and was curled up on the lazy sofa at the foot of the bed, rubbing her belly. She waved her hand and said, "It's just a small animal. Don't worry, it doesn't pose a threat."
"Can that girl be on her own? She seems to be most afraid of mutant beasts." Little Li was a little worried. "I heard that she dares not move once she sees a mutant beast. Don't let her get bitten."
Qiao Lan smiled: "That was in the past."
Ever since his fight with that snake-like girl, which he narrowly won, Qiao Lan had observed that Fu Xingyuan had become a bit bolder. It turned out that actual combat was the best way to train a person, especially a life-or-death kind of combat.
Seeing her chopping bugs just now, I felt like I could finally get over the hurdle in my heart. As long as I had the guts to do it, it would be fine. Starting with small mutants, and then slowly working my way up to more advanced ones, I'd gradually build up my courage, which would be useful in the future.
If she can't overcome the shadow in her heart and continues to be useless, then no one can help her. In the crisis-ridden apocalypse, sooner or later, everyone will be eliminated. The apocalypse doesn't believe in tears.
"Sister, what kind of mutant beast is that downstairs?" Xiao Li asked.
Qiao Lan said, "It's probably just a low-level mouse or bug. Just go to sleep."
The energy fluctuation was very weak, and it was just a piece of trash that was not a big deal, so Qiao Lan didn't care.
Xiao Li was quite envious: "You can even estimate animals from across the floor, sister? Didn't you say that besides spatial perception, you haven't awakened any other abilities? But you're even more perceptive than someone like me who only has psychic perception."
"This is probably my combat intuition. We have different strengths and each has our own strengths." Xiao Li's words reminded Qiao Lan of the doubts he had long held.
Did she really have supernatural powers? The space she had awakened in her previous life and brought with her rebirth. In this life, she had used many crystal cores to nourish her body, but there were indeed no special changes in her body.
But it's not like he has no special abilities at all. His proficiency in firearms seems to have appeared out of nowhere.
In her previous life, she only knew how to use a gun and fire a bullet, but her accuracy was hard to describe. But in this life, without any special training, how did she become a sharpshooter who never missed a shot? Moreover, no matter what kind of gun it was, even if she had never seen it before, as long as she held it in her hands, she would immediately become familiar with it as if it were her own body.
So, is this considered a supernatural power in this life?
I have never heard of weapon manipulation abilities before. Perhaps, this is also a mysterious ability that is difficult to explain with common sense?
After her rebirth, she gained this ability. Regardless of whether it can be considered an awakened superpower, Qiao Lan felt very lucky and that God had treated her well.
Just like this cozy room now, I couldn’t even dream of it in my previous life.
So life is still pretty good.
And good days require continuous efforts to maintain.
"Go to bed early. Get up early tomorrow to clean up the house and the surrounding area. Once we have the place ready, we should start improving our training."
Qiao Lan yawned, said a few words to Xiao Li, and went to bed.
Having just moved into a new place, Xiao Li didn't dare sleep alone even though he had his own room, so he stayed in Qiao Lan's room. Fortunately, the bed was large, so the two of them each took up a good amount of space with some extra. Xiao Han nestled between them, rolling back and forth, rubbing against each other, looking soft and adorable.
Not long after the man and the cat fell asleep, a shrill scream from downstairs broke the silence of the night.
"Sister Lan?" Xiao Li opened his eyes in a daze.
"Go to sleep." Qiao Lan buried his head under the pillow.
I thought to myself, how can this newbie do this? He eats a whole plate of eel rice for free, but he’s not brave enough to eat more.
Then I heard the screams continuing, one after another, and the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Don't be afraid, disciple! Master will lead the charge for you. Fight! Fight!"
The old chef's cheers could also be heard in the corridor, loud and clear.
There was no way to sleep, Qiao Lan crawled out from under the pillow, helpless.
The door was slammed loudly. Xiao Li had already jumped out of bed and opened the door. Fu Xingyuan came in like a whirlwind, holding a black thing in his hand.
Screaming "Rat! Rat! Rat!", the ceiling was almost collapsed by the sound waves.
"Get started! Just get started! Don't just yell!" the old chef instructed loudly, wishing he could do it himself.
It was difficult for him to resist the urge to kill the "evil beast" in order to train the rookie.
"Let's not do it. We can't kill this rat." Xiao Li said, "It's a messenger rat."
Fu Xingyuan nodded vigorously as if he had met a soulmate, tears streaming down his face, and looked at Xiao Li with gratitude.
Xiao Li said, "Put it down. It won't run away."
Fu Xingyuan felt as if he had been pardoned, and threw the mouse onto the bed in an instant.
He stomped his feet and rushed out the door, hiding behind the old chef and staying away from the rat.
Qiao Lan didn't understand. "You were so scared, and you still carried it upstairs?"
Fu Xingyuan wiped away her tears vigorously, feeling embarrassed and angry: "Who is afraid? I'm not afraid! I was going to kill it, but it came looking for someone, so I sent it up!"
"How do you know it's looking for someone?" Xiao Li was surprised.
"I...I guessed!"
Fu Xingyuan was too embarrassed to say that she was eating when she suddenly found herself being stared at by a mouse. She was so scared that her whole body froze and she didn't dare to move for a while. She just stared at the mouse for an unknown amount of time, and then suddenly she understood its intention from its dim eyes.
I felt a deep connection with a mouse by looking into its eyes. How embarrassing it is to say it out loud!
He just said perfunctorily that he guessed it, and Xiao Li didn't ask any further questions.
Because at this time the squeaking of the mouse was translated.
"The dog boss sent a message to the mistress, saying that the master missed her, so he found a woman to be by his side, to eat together and sleep in the same bed. The mistress, please find a solution quickly!"
Everyone inside and outside the room: "???"
Da Zhuang stood up and looked at the little mouse with dignity.
The poor mouse didn't dare to move after being thrown on the bed. Under the threat of the cat, it trembled and curled up into a ball. However, it still squeaked once, repeating the dog's message.
Xiao Li diligently summoned his mental strength and re-confirmed, "...That's it. I think I understood correctly."
So what's going on with Ye Qi sleeping in the same bed with a woman?!
The old chef held the kitchen knife at his waist and said, "The world is going downhill! My lord, I will seek justice for you!"
You clearly kissed my master, yet you still dare to entangle with other women, not being a good husband! You deserve to be stabbed with a kitchen knife!
Qiao Lan waved his hand helplessly: "Old hero, you should go do the important things and ignore these trivial matters. Just patrol the night."
The old chef's eyes widened, he hesitated for a moment, and then shouted, "Okay! I'll listen to you, my lord!"
He carried Fu Xingyuan and went out on patrol.
Qiao Lan looked at the little mouse and thought it was magical.
Teacup dogs can actually catch mice and deliver messages. I don't know whether to praise the dog or the mouse. In short, this is a path to sustainable development.
Qiao Lan touched Da Zhuang and asked, "How about it? Do you want to control the Rat Messenger Group?"
Da Zhuang rolled his eyes and looked down on him.
It really looked down on mice and had no interest in leading a messenger team.
Xiao Li's eyes lit up: "Sister Lan, I understand what you mean. How about letting me do it?"
Her ability to understand the spiritual world of animals came in handy.
The two girls looked at each other and thought of more possibilities at the same time.
if……
Being able to tame a group of rats, pigeons, or other mutant animals to serve as messengers would be very convenient in the end times when communications are generally paralyzed.
Qiao Lan was so happy that she fed the little mouse a piece of cheese and a piece of meat. Thanks to this little thing, she had a new idea.
The little mouse found that there was no danger to his life here and there was delicious food. He squeaked excitedly, ate the food quickly, and then took the initiative to go back to report.
It's still poisoned and needs to go back to detoxify.
Qiao Lan thought about it, wrote a note, encrypted it with Moss, and said "Be careful of poisonous rain", tied it to the little mouse, and let it go.
When winter comes, there will be rain and snow. You cannot drink the water because it is poisonous.
There is still some time before the poisonous rain falls, and it is not urgent news, so Qiao Lan does not need to use the communicator to notify Ye Qi Base to take precautions. He uses the mouse messenger to conduct an experiment to see if this method of transmitting information is reliable and efficient.
Ye Qi didn't have anyone who could decipher animal information, so she chose to write a coded letter.
He also gave the little mouse a biscuit to eat on the way.
As for the woman's message from the mouse, Qiao Lan just listened and put it aside. What a mess, junk information, don't take up her energy.
The two girls lay back on the bed, no longer sleepy, and began to talk at night, planning how to train the messenger team.
The city is full of rats, so there's plenty of material to cultivate, but I'm not sure if training them is easy. The gray pigeons captured in the last battle have been caged. They seem to be more intelligent than rats, so maybe we should start with them?
On the other side, in the dark of night, the old chef and Fu Xingyuan were patrolling the surrounding area.
It was already late at night and there was no one in the wilderness, but there were sounds of nocturnal animals coming and going from far and near.
Fu Xingyuan stuck close to the old chef, and any slight movement would startle her.
The old chef comforted her, "My dear disciple, you performed well tonight. You have a promising future! Don't be discouraged. I believe in you!"
"Thank you, Uncle Geng." Fu Xingyuan secretly clenched his fists.
She knew how incompetent and embarrassing she was, so she realized the value of this encouragement.
So he tried to open his eyes wide, mustered up his courage, and looked for any signs of danger in the dark.
"Hey, Uncle Geng, look what's over there..."
In the distance, there was a faint light flickering, like a will-o'-the-wild fire in the wild.
The old chef squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but couldn't make out anything.
"Let's go and take a look!"
When patrolling at night, of course, you have to check for any abnormalities.
The two of them approached the light, one in front and one behind.
“Why is it gone…”
When we were about halfway there, the light suddenly disappeared.
Fu Xingyuan was a little scared. He took two quick steps and grabbed the old chef's clothes. "Is it a firefly or something?"
Before he finished speaking, the old chef's body suddenly shook.
Puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Uncle Geng?!"
Fu Xingyuan was shocked.
When he turned on the flashlight, he saw a wound on the old chef's stomach, with blood gushing out.
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