The sudden tugging startled Zhao Xiaoxiu, who thought Peter Pan was about to betray her again.
A mutated wild duck with red eyes and a jet-black body flew past Zhao Xiaoxiu's head, its sharp claws outstretched. Unexpectedly, its target dodged, and it couldn't stop its momentum, so it plunged into the pond with a splash.
Having escaped death thanks to Peter Pan, Zhao Xiaoxiu was instantly filled with guilt towards the fish in front of her.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I misunderstood you, my dear." Zhao Xiaoxiu quickly apologized.
The mutated wild duck that had plunged into the pond quickly rose from the water, baring its flat, pointed beak and spreading its nearly two-meter-long black wings, before once again reaching for Zhao Xiaoxiu on the shore.
Its wings splashed up huge sprays of water, pressing the newly sprouted mutated grass by the pond back into the ground.
When its pointed beak opened, a stench so foul it made you want to vomit wafted out.
Zhao Xiaoxiu, who had been enduring all the smoke, turned pale and threw a punch at the long-necked duck head!
This little wild duck, which isn't even a C-level mutation, dares to peck at the adorable Little Lord No. 13! Prepare to die!
The mutated wild duck cried out in pain, "Quack!" and fell from the sky. It then rolled over and launched another attack on Zhao Xiaoxiu.
This time, before Zhao Xiaoxiu could even make a move, the mutated wild duck that had been swooping down suddenly floated into the air and paused for a moment.
Peter Pan leaped out of the water, bit the slender duck's neck, and shoved it back into the water.
The mutated wild duck crashed into the pool with a "thud," splashing water everywhere.
Peter Pan swung his fishtail and swooped down, crushing the terrified mutant wild duck into the water.
The mutated wild duck struggled violently, but Peter Pan held on tightly to its neck and wouldn't let go. The water surged violently between the fish and the duck, but the ripples gradually subsided and the surface of the water calmed down.
With another loud "splash," Peter Pan, like a victorious general, flew out of the water with the wild duck by the neck in his mouth. With a flick of his body, he threw the mutated wild duck onto the shore.
Zhao Xiaoxiu looked down and saw that the mutated wild duck, which had been fierce just moments before, was now lying stiffly on the ground.
It was just a duck, and it probably never imagined that it would be drowned by a fish.
Peter Pan flicked his fishtail in the air, his fish eyes sparkling, as if he were saying to the little girl on the shore: Look how awesome I am!
Zhao Xiaoxiu smiled, beckoned Little Flying Man over, hugged him tightly, ignoring the water on his body, and rubbed against him repeatedly.
"Little Flying Man, you're amazing! If it weren't for you today, I would have been in big trouble." Zhao Xiaoxiu gratefully kissed the fish head again.
Peter Pan was a little embarrassed. He broke free from her embrace and flew around Zhao Xiaoxiu in the air by the pond, blowing out a circle of heart-shaped bubbles.
The space has a magnetic field, and these heart-shaped bubbles floated around Zhao Xiaoxiu until she blew them out one by one with her fingers, and then fell like brilliant fireworks.
After the initial excitement, Zhao Xiaoxiu stood in front of the black mutated wild duck and discussed things with Peter Pan.
"This is a mutated wild duck that's not even a C-grade. It has a foul beak, but it's got a lot of meat on it and it should taste pretty good. Shall we split it in half?"
"By the way," Zhao Xiaoxiu asked curiously, "Do you eat non-mutating animals?"
The duck that's already in your mouth can't fly away, so Peter Pan floats on the water and nods frantically to indicate that he'll eat it.
Zhao Xiaoxiu smiled faintly, "Alright then, we'll each have half."
Peter Pan was so happy that he jumped into the water three times without any objection.
It remembered that its owner had also contributed a punch; the mutated wild duck was captured jointly.
Half a fish, no problem.
Zhao Xiaoxiu didn't have a knife with her, so she told Little Flying Man to keep an eye on the spoils and ran home to get her own wood-chopping knife.
On the way back, I first checked the vegetable garden and the greenhouse in the backyard to make sure there were no signs of other mutated animals invading before rushing to the pond.
She may be small, but she's incredibly strong. With a few slashes, she quickly split the black duck in two.
Helping to throw the heavy half of the black duck into the water, and seeing Little Flying Man eating happily, Zhao Xiaoxiu didn't dare to delay any longer, and carried the half of the black duck home.
Half a duck was as big as her; from a distance, it looked like a walking black hill had appeared on the ground.
The bloodstains on the black duck stretched from the pond all the way to the front door, and the smell of blood grew stronger and stronger.
As Zhao Xiaoxiu walked quickly, she observed her surroundings, like a wary little animal, afraid that something might suddenly appear and steal her prey.
I rushed home in a panic, put down the half of the black duck I was carrying on my back, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A "click" sound came from behind.
Zhao Xiaoxiu was instantly jolted, gripping the wood-chopping knife she hadn't had time to put down, and turned to look behind her.
Upon seeing the familiar, tall figure, he finally put down the knife in his hand.
"Dad, you scared me to death!" Zhao Xiaoxiu complained, feeling wronged.
However, he quickly took two steps back excitedly, exposing the half of the mutated wild duck carcass on the ground.
"I killed it with Little Flying Man, so we can have meat tonight!" Zhao Xiaoxiu said expectantly, licking her lips.
I thought my father would look surprised, but there was no surprise at all on his angular face.
Zhao Gang placed his class notes on the table, looked into the cub's expectant eyes, and said sincerely, "I know."
"Huh?" Zhao Xiaoxiu was a little confused. "Dad, what do you know?"
Zhao Gang squatted down in front of the black duck, looked back at the blood droplets that stretched from the doorway into the room, and felt a slight pain when he touched them.
I have to clean again.
"I saw it all." Zhao Gang carried half a black duck into the kitchen, pondering what dishes he could make for his meat-craving cub with the ingredients at home.
Zhao Xiaoxiu followed him into the kitchen with wide eyes, asking, "Dad, what did you see? You could still see me and Peter Pan during your planting class at the patrol station?"
Zhao Gang nodded and pointed to the entire territory, indicating that it was all within his 'line of sight'.
The mutant duck's feathers need to be plucked, but plucking them is difficult. Zhao Gang starts a fire and boils water, deciding to make a dry pot duck for the cubs today.
Zhao Xiaoxiu stood there for a long while, silently processing the information her father had revealed.
After digesting the information, she asked in a slightly guilty voice, "Dad, can you hear me talking to myself at home?"
"Yes," Zhao Gang answered with utmost sincerity.
Zhao Xiaoxiu lowered her head, recalling the scene of herself acting crazy at home, draped in a bed sheet and singing "Nunchucks," and just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
etc.
That's not right. The living father isn't human; he must think these actions are normal.
Yes, that must be it!
Zhao Xiaoxiu had successfully brainwashed herself, squatting in front of the stove looking forward to her dinner that night, and asked the busy man in front of her:
"Dad, when you saw me being bullied by the wild ducks, why didn't you come to save me and Peter Pan?"
Zhao Gang held up the half-plucked mutated wild duck in his hand. "Should we save it?"
Zhao Xiaoxiu grinned, "That won't be necessary."
"But!" the little girl looked at him earnestly, "if we encounter a very dangerous mutated animal, will you come to save me immediately, Dad?"
Zhao Gang's expression was just as serious as hers. "Of course."
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