"..."
Bizarre, yet logical.
Xie Jingcheng: "How did Chaochao find out?"
"The little squirrel told me."
Xie Jingcheng nodded, assuming that Chaochao had deduced it from details such as the wounds on the animals.
Yu Ci also thought so.
A look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he smiled, "Chaochao's guess is very likely correct."
He saw broken pine cones and walnuts in a hidden crevice beside the tree trunk.
The system shook its head upon seeing this: "Mortals like you wouldn't think of that, would they? What you said 'chaochao' means exactly what it says."
Chaochao said worriedly, "How can we help it?"
Yu Ci lowered his eyes to look at it. Although there was a smile on his lips, his disdainful eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he were staring at a lifeless thing.
Why save them?
Natural laws.
They should have lived and died naturally, becoming nutrients for plants.
The little squirrel seemed to sense the cold gaze falling on its back, kicked its hind legs, and chose to play dead.
Chao Chao let out a small gasp of surprise.
Xie Jingcheng covered Chaochao's eyes, not wanting the little dumpling to witness death too early, but he seemed to have forgotten that this little dumpling, who was only three years old, had already experienced the separation of loved ones before meeting him.
"Dead?"
Xie Jingcheng said softly.
Yu Ci: "Then let's bury it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little squirrel on the ground trembled and made a soft "ee" sound, then continued to play dead, remaining motionless.
Chaochao carefully pried open his palm. "Shushu said it can be saved again."
"..."
Xie Jingcheng had a feeling that something was strange, but he couldn't pinpoint the source of it for the time being.
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