Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Eating Meat and Plucking Feathers
Fu Yunhe never quite understood why the Nian Family had to expel the two of them. It was true that by doing so, some cultivation resources would be saved, but couldn’t they just stop issuing resources to the two? It was clear they wanted them dead.
He thought about their orphan identities, wondering if there were hidden reasons for their expulsion, but no matter what, leaving the Nian Family was actually the right step for both him and Nian Shutong.
The distant sound of bird calls kept ringing out. Fu Yunhe looked in that direction, which seemed to be where Nian Shutong was clearing land.
Could she… be in danger?
Fu Yunhe laughed at himself mockingly. He was worried about others, yet just the sound of those powerful calls stirred his blood and qi. What right had he to be concerned?
Looking in that direction, he could only hope that Nian Shutong would turn ill luck into good fortune.
In this interstellar world, humans made up sixty percent, the Beastified accounted for thirty percent. The remaining ten percent included various small species, like the Mechanical Clan and the Treasure Hunting Clan.
The Fierce Beast was the most exceptional of all. They had absorbed too much poison, mutated, and had a certain intellect along with specific abilities, possessing incredibly strong attack power.
So, they also formed a clan unto themselves.
But even in his past life, Fu Yunhe had only encountered three Fierce Beasts, which goes to show how rare they were.
“Cough, cough—” Fu Yunhe covered his mouth, trying to suppress the rising blood and qi.
Rubble, who had arrived at some point, watched him for a long while before finally speaking, “Are you about to die?”
Fu Yunhe clutched his hand, his eyelids flipped up—this damn familiar line! Did they have nothing else to ask?
Fu Yunhe took a deep breath, put down his hand and said, “No, I will live a very long time.”
Rubble shook its head, not in agreement, educating him, “Given the state of your body, you could die at any moment. Although Rubble is weak, it has just come of age. We of the Mechanical Clan live a very long time. You won’t outlive Rubble.”
“Is that so? What difference is there then between you, previously unconscious, and death?”
Rubble turned its head, pondering carefully before saying, “The difference is that I am still alive. You will die and be decomposed by the soil, becoming nutrients for plants and animals.”
Fu Yunhe wanted to curse! One after another, they were jinxing him with death. You’re the nutrient!
He was determined to live, to live a long, long time.
Fu Yunhe and Rubble did not continue their verbal spar, because Nian Shutong had returned.
She squatted by the creek with her head covered in grass leaves, her body smeared with mud, her face already unrecognizable, and began to casually wash herself.
Fu Yunhe rode over on his personal transport vehicle and asked Nian Shutong, “Did you encounter a Fierce Beast?”
Nian Shutong searched her memory for the term and grasped its meaning.
“Sort of,” said Nian Shutong as she stood up and shook off her hands, throwing a duck and a chicken she had caught onto the ground.
“You two, pluck their feathers.”
After saying that, Nian Shutong walked upstream to find a place to wash herself.
Fu Yunhe looked at the two small animals on the ground, puzzled.
Why were they not poisoned? That shouldn’t be the case. How had she managed it?
And how had Nian Shutong survived the Fierce Beast’s attack?
Fu Yunhe had many questions, but he obediently picked up the duck and chicken from the ground, reminding himself of one thing.
Nian Shutong, not to be trifled with.
To stay alive, one had to obey.
Rubble, sitting beside Fu Yunhe, waited to learn how to pluck feathers.
Neither was very skilled, and in the end, each took an animal and squatted on the ground, beginning… to pluck.