This troublesome problem has been bothering me for a long time, and it's really not an easy thing to completely resolve this nemesis.
But soon, an unexpected event brought a turning point.
Top has been unhappy for a long time because he's seen me spending all my time with Pat.
Animals' jealousy can sometimes be even more intense than that of humans; for example, Top just couldn't stand Pat's every whim.
Sometimes the monkey would even secretly urinate on Pat's food to express its dissatisfaction.
I can do nothing but offer advice. I can't help either side right now, otherwise their jealousy will ignite and they'll fight to the death.
On this day, I still took Pat out for his daily training and reinforcement.
Top still carries its basket on its back and goes into the stream to find small things like river shrimp and water beetles.
This is something Top does every day to win back my infatuated heart.
It was proving to me that it was much more useful than that stinky bird that only knew how to eat and dreamed of eating itself.
Top had obviously gone a bit too far that day, and I was busy training Pat, so I didn't notice at all.
There wasn't much going on around here before, so I let Top go out and play for a while. I never expected that this would almost cost Top his life. Even now, thinking about it still makes me feel a chill and fear.
At first, I just felt that Top had been out for a while today, but I didn't feel anything was wrong.
But by 4 p.m., I still hadn't seen Top, and I started to panic.
An extremely uneasy premonition churned within me, causing my heart to ache faintly.
Ignoring the approaching darkness, I shouldered all my weapons and equipment. Having experienced the king cobra encounter before, I also brought two torches as backup.
After getting my things ready, I headed straight for the small path to the north that Top usually took, and started searching.
I feel like Top must have encountered something, otherwise he wouldn't be staying out so late.
Now I can only hurry on my way while silently praying that everything will be alright and that no accidents will happen.
As I hurried along, I shouted to Pat, "Pat, hurry and find Top, patrol!"
At my command, Pat, who had undergone rigorous training for many days, immediately took off from my shoulder, reached a height of 23 meters, and began patrolling to search for the target.
Pat had heard me mention the name Top countless times, and they had fought countless times, so Pat naturally knew who I was looking for.
Although Pat still occasionally fights with Top, Pat isn't as vengeful as Top. In fact, I can tell that Pat sometimes tries to make amends with Top.
However, every time Pat approached, he was frightened by Top's raised stick and retreated. Pat had already left a bad impression on Top, so Top did not want to accept such a family member.
At that moment, I ordered it to search for Top. Pat seemed to understand the urgency in my words and took off without hesitation to search carefully in the high sky.
Pat did a better job than Top in this respect. If it were Top, that vengeful monkey, he wouldn't care whether you live or die.
Pat, having undergone extensive training, is very efficient at searching. This is a highly efficient search method that I tailored for it based on the eagle's vision.
The secret lies in the placement of those animal models; this knowledge has now become a new instinct for Pat, ingrained in his very being.
Pat quickly surveyed the terrain of the area, then circled and flew towards the deeper northern stream.
I dared not slack off in the slightest, following closely behind Pat, running alongside him. Now I could only trust Pat's abilities and the results of so many days of training.
Pat and I followed the stream northwards. I was secretly amazed; had Top really traveled all this way by himself these past few days?
A sense of guilt rose in my heart. I had indeed neglected Top for so many days, otherwise it wouldn't have run to such a far place on its own.
"Hiss—"
At that moment, a sharp, high-pitched eagle cry came from high above. It was a warning to me; perhaps Pat had already found Top, the one he was looking for.
I was startled when I heard this, and quickened my pace to catch up with Pat.
At this moment, Pat's speed obviously increased, and it flapped its wings and swooped down towards a mountain stream around the corner.
Even if I had an extra leg, I still couldn't keep up with Pat's speed. We were still too far apart; I estimated that I was at least four or five kilometers away from the ravine.
My palms are sweating right now. Even though my lungs are about to burst and my legs are trembling, I don't dare to stop for a second. I'm afraid that if I'm even a step too late, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
At that moment, Pat saw a familiar figure in his field of vision.
Top is indeed in trouble; it has now been forced to the edge of a cliff with nowhere to retreat.
Behind Top was a cascading waterfall and a cliff more than 20 meters high, the deafening sound of water crashing against the rocks and creating a splash.
In front of Top was a giant golden python weighing nearly 100 pounds, which raised its proud head and kept attacking the spot where Top was standing, trying to bite the monkey.
If Top hadn't carried that long wooden stick with him, he would have been no match for the Golden Flower Python.
Top has been locked in a stalemate with the golden python in front of him for nearly one or two hours with the wooden stick in his hand. Following Tang Yi's example from memory, Top is using the wooden stick as a weapon to strike the python's raised body horizontally.
However, Top's strength was still somewhat insufficient against the golden python in front of him, and since the python was facing Top head-on, the stick could not hit the python's spine at all.
At most, it can only cause some pain and disturbance to its sturdy body, which is one of the reasons why the golden python has not been able to subdue Top for so long.
Seeing that it couldn't subdue the monkey in front of it, the golden python became somewhat anxious. Knowing that it would be difficult to win if things continued this way, it changed its attack strategy.
The golden python's thick tail lashed out with all its might, aiming for Top's body.
Just then, Top swung his stick, and for a moment he had no way to dodge the whip-like snake tail that was sweeping towards him.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound rang out as the snake's tail lashed out, striking Top's hind leg hard. Top was thrown off balance and nearly fell into the waterfall.
Topk felt a burning pain in his leg and was trembling uncontrollably; this was the result of the excruciating pain.
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