blueteamnovel Chapter 730 - 78: The Fat Man’s Scream_1
Chapter 730 - 78: The Fat Man’s Scream_1
Chapter 730: Chapter 78: The Fat Man’s Scream_1Blue Bird’s cautious action was certainly within Zheng Qing’s expectations.
However, Lin Guo’s actions greatly exceeded the young scholar’s expectations, causing him much frustration. He had thought that his previous guess would scare the young wizard and lead him to retreat, but it only served to pique the young lad’s interest in the ruins that seemed like a graveyard.
But on second thought, Lin Guo’s reaction wasn’t too strange.
The reason the young wizard felt fear earlier was because he was facing the ’unknown’, which naturally instilled fear. But now that he knew the area might be the ’graveyard’ rumored in the school, possibly with a few stiff corpses, there didn’t seem to be anything to be afraid of. For wizards, especially the young ones studying at the top academy, as long as it’s not a sentient living corpse, other slow and instinct-driven dead aren’t anything to fear—they’re perfect for re
"What constitutes as a ’problematic’ situation?" Fat Man, playing the supportive role, persistently pursued the question.
"We have to ask our guide that." The black cat withdrew its gaze from the mouse and handed it back to the cat subordinate to hold by its collar. Then, it raised its paw, waving at the forest cat who was sprinting ahead.
Because the ’head’ had stopped, the migrating cat group also followed, starting to rest in their respective places. Those licking their fur, taking a nap, or tumbling around, the once ’somewhat orderly’ cat group quickly became a scattered and disorderly crowd in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the head beckoning, the forest cat immediately sped back.
"Is the mouse nest still far?" The black cat glared at the large cat in front of him, asking abruptly.
The forest cat twitched its clueless pointy ears, blinking its eyes, unable to understand what its boss was mumbling about.
"I can do it! I can do it!" Fat Man eagerly pushed himself forward, took out his pen and paper, and quickly started to ’draw’ cat language.
Soon, he showed his masterpiece to everyone.
But compared to the doctor’s vivid painting, Fat Man’s work was a bit abstract—to say the least. At least, Zheng Qing had to put in a lot of effort to decipher that the geometry on the paper with a triangle head facing it was actually the clothed mouse.
If even he couldn’t understand, then it’s needless to say the forest cat couldn’t.
"Squeak... aren’t you guys tired! Can’t you just hitch a ride like you’re supposed to!" A sudden sharp voice rang in black cat’s ears, startling it.
Turning his head, the small mouse held in the mouth of one of his cat subordinates have already opened its eyes, waving its arms and legs, complaining, "In a ten-stop ride, you guys only travelled one-stop, and now you’re chattering here, never ending with the nonsense!"
"The sun’s about to go down, if you guys don’t hurry, I won’t make it for my second meal of the day!"
If not for being held by a cat’s mouth, solely by this imposing manner, the mouse seemed more like a leader inspecting its subordinates’ work.
However, due to it being suspended mid-air, the more force it put into gesturing, the more ridiculous it looked.
"Oh my god! The mouse can talk!" Fat Man cupped his cheeks and suddenly shrieked.