Chapter 3653 — In High Spirits
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
After all, for one thing, ring-ring bears were exceedingly few in number, a very rare spirit beast; for another, even if one were lucky enough to encounter one deep in the mountains and old forests, it would certainly be an adult ring-ring bear, not a lone cub like this.
And if one did meet an adult ring-ring bear, let alone enjoying a feast—with Meng Zhou's meager strength, he would more likely be the feast himself!
While Meng Zhou was busy boiling water, the ring-ring bear cub that had knocked itself senseless finally came groggily to: "Woo... woo..."
Its round little head turned in a circle, and when it caught sight of Meng Zhou bustling about in high spirits, the cub seemed to realize its predicament was dire. While Meng Zhou was not watching, it very cleverly tiptoed toward the door, and only when it was nearly there did it abruptly pick up speed and bolt for the outside!
Unfortunately for it, it did not know there was a restrictive spell at the door. With a bang, it was bounced brutally right back.
"Ho ho! You dumb-ass bear cub, you actually thought you could escape this old man's palm!" Meng Zhou started at the sound, and only then noticed that the little creature had come to on its own so quickly.
"Woo woo woo woo!" The ring-ring bear cub reared up on its hind legs and bared its teeth at Meng Zhou in a fierce show. Yet even as it put on that blustering display, its two short little legs kept shuffling backward.
Meng Zhou was delighted at the sight. He folded his arms and watched it at his leisure—even a little runt like this knew how to play tricks! Truly, in a big forest there's every kind of bird.
Sure enough, when the little thing saw that Meng Zhou was unmoved, it crept close to the door once more—and then suddenly whipped around and charged outside.
But before it could hit the restrictive spell again, one of Meng Zhou's big bare feet had already planted itself on its chest first, kicking it flying a full three zhang to slam hard into the wall on the other side of the room.
Smack! The little thing collapsed limp on the ground, a vivid footprint stamped on its chest. Though it had not been kicked to death outright, it was clearly gravely wounded and barely breathing, no longer lively and spirited as before.
Meng Zhou was, after all, a consummate Heaven-rank master; even if that kick of his had not been at full force, it was still more than a mere ring-ring bear cub could withstand.
"Tch! With that much brains you thought you could match wits with your Uncle Meng Zhou? You don't even know how the word 'death' is written!" Meng Zhou cursed with a curl of his lip. Just then the water had come to a boil, so he hauled the ring-ring bear cub up off the ground, ready to finish it off and toss it into the boiling water to strip its fur.
But at the very last moment, just as he was about to strike, a startled voice came from behind him: "What are you doing?"
"Ninth Cousin, you're back!" Meng Zhou spun around hurriedly and, like a child showing off a treasure, held the ring-ring bear cub up before Meng Jueming, exclaiming excitedly, "Ninth Cousin, look what this is!"
Meng Jueming stared blankly at the thing in Meng Zhou's hands and in a daze found it rather familiar. "This is..."
"That's right! It's a ring-ring bear! And a rare cub at that! I caught it just now at the mining area gate—today we can feast!" Meng Zhou's face was full of jubilation.
But at these words, Meng Jueming's expression drained in an instant to a ghastly white. Pointing at Meng Zhou, he stammered, "This—this is what you caught at the mining area gate?"
"That's right! The little thing looks clever enough, but it's really just a dumb-ass bear—it knocked itself out right in front of me, practically delivered itself to our door for a feast..." Meng Zhou, thinking Meng Jueming was pleased, went on boasting endlessly. RS