In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

After going through hardships, Rick and Ali finally left the mossy swamp. When they returned to the tree house, Pang Pang was lazily lying on the tree stump in front of the door, basking in the sun.

"Fatty! We're back!" Ali shouted excitedly, waving his paws from a long distance away.

Chubby's eyes lit up in an instant, and he couldn't help showing a happy expression. When he looked up at Rick and Ali, he turned his face on the floor with restraint, pretending to be indifferent, and wagging his tail: "Why have you been here for so many days? I almost thought you fell into the swamp!"

In fact, Pangpang was planning to wait a few days before they came back to find them in the moss swamp, but this kind of thing was too incompatible with his cold and strong character, so he wouldn't tell these two bastards!

"There was a little accident, I'll tell you in detail later." Rick ran to the tree house, unloaded the package on his back, and didn't even have time to say a few more words to Pangpang, and hurriedly found a place to plant Shrub seedlings brought back from a long journey.

Ali jumped to the side of Pangpang, and gave him a huge hug regardless of his disgusted expression.

"Rick has evolved and awakened a new racial skill." He simply repeated what happened in the past few days, and finally patted his chest with a sigh of relief. messed with animals."

Fatty tilted his head after listening, and looked at Rick who was digging a hole in surprise: "So after his evolution, his body shape has not changed at all, only the fur has become more, and a new race has been added. Skill?"

This is the first time he has seen this evolutionary method!Compared with this, his evolution from a bug to a four-legged beast is not so outrageous!

The squirrel nodded, a little nervous: "Is this evolution not good?"

When Rick couldn't control his racial skills, Ali was a little worried, especially afraid that he fell down a rocky mountain in the middle of evolution and was forced to interrupt the evolution process, which led to the current situation.

"Not really, it's just a little rare." Fatty rubbed his chin, then flew to Rick thoughtfully, and circled around him, "I probably know what's going on."

He was ready for the answer, and put on a sophisticated posture waiting for Rick to ask. He never thought that Rick would not even raise his head, but concentrate on digging the hole and burying the soil, and suddenly he was so angry that he exploded.

"Isn't this just a dry branch!" He tugged at the fox's ears angrily, and forcibly occupied Rick's sight, "Why do you care so much about it! You don't even pay attention to me!"

Rick hissed, raised his claws to rub his ears, and looked at Fatty helplessly.

"Meatball fruit can grow on this kind of shrub. As long as it is planted alive, we don't have to worry about no food in the future."

When the fox was talking, the squirrel tacitly took out the unfinished roasted meat balls from the backpack and handed it to Fatty's mouth.

Chubby held it between his claws, took a bite, and was immediately amazed: "Is this actually a fruit from a tree! It tastes like savage pork!"

Knowing the value of this shrub, he immediately had no objections, and waited patiently for Rick to bury the soil and water it. He also took out a small bag of peat moss collected from moss swamps from his bag and sprinkled it on the soil as fertilizer. between.

After everything was packed, he patted the dirt on his paws and raised his tail: "Let's have loach fish soup at night! I can also make fried loach! It's super delicious!"

"Speaking of this," Fatty suddenly remembered, with a wave of his paw, a few worm silks rushed out, opened the stone door of the tree house, and took out a few dark brown crystals, "The gourd baboons said they found what you said Salt rock mine, ask if this is yours."

He wasn't interested in salt rocks, but Rick had said that sprinkling salt on food would make it taste better—a food-related event, he remembered it well!

Rick took the stone over, sniffed his nose and sniffed it, then carefully licked it, smacked his lips, and nodded hesitantly: "It seems to be?"

He didn't know what the salt stone should look like, it was a salty stone after all, as long as the gourd baboons followed the deer herd to find the stones they often licked, there should be nothing wrong.

Carnivores can get salt from meat, so they don’t need much salt, so even though Rick entrusted this matter to the gourd baboons, he was not in a hurry. Who knew their efficiency was so high, they just went to Going to the mossy forest, they have all found the salt stone.

"We will go to the mountain grape grove in two days to try to extract the salt," Rick scratched his head, a little distressed, "I can't control my racial skills yet, so it's not suitable to go to places with many animals."

If you just control the gourd baboons to sing and dance, it's okay to say, if you also eject them one by one like angry birds, then you will be in big trouble...

"Hey, what are you doing!" The fat body froze suddenly, and was suddenly pulled into the air by an invisible force, and fell back involuntarily.

His eyes sharpened, and he identified the culprit almost instantly. He raised his eyes and glared at Rick. Countless sharp caterpillar threads emerged from the tip of his claws, weaving a fine net around himself, pulling himself down to the ground, and finally staggered twice. Get back on the ground.

"Sorry," Rick looked away in embarrassment, and whispered, "I accidentally thought of Angry Birds..."

Fatty sighed while holding his forehead.

"This is mind power, also known as superpower. It is a rare and very strong racial skill," he explained patiently, "but you are still too weak now. It is very easy to get rid of your mind power control, and it doesn't even take much effort to get rid of your mind power." Too much effort."

If Rick hadn't encountered weaker birds along the way, and the sloth that suffered the first disaster did not resist, it would be impossible for him to use his thoughts for so long without overturning the car.

"I know a butterfly, and her racial skill is also mind power." Fatty's expression was filled with nostalgia, "She can even use mind to control all objects within a radius of [-] meters."

Rick and Ali looked at each other.

As early as when the queen bee family mentioned the blood curse of the green caterpillar and Pang Pang avoided talking about it, they thoughtfully did not ask similar topics again, but they had never heard of Pang Pang and knew such a powerful butterfly before. curious.

"It's the lord butterfly of the gloomy mountain. We haven't seen it for several years." Fatty saw the fox and Rick's eagerness to move, and clicked angrily, "Her temper is very weird. If you want to find She asked for advice on how to use mind power, remember to be mentally prepared, don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."

Ah Li hummed twice, and asked curiously: "What is mind power? Is it possible to make one's wishes come true?"

As he and Rick walked back to the treehouse, Rick basically thought what happened, even if it was always a little bit wrong.So it shouldn't be, he can get what he wants now, right?What would make Rick think about delicious chestnut grapes and beef!

"You have a good idea," Fatty rolled his eyes, and poked the squirrel's head in disgust, "Thinking power is actually a kind of spiritual power, just like my worm silk, but it's invisible. It's just that the little fox can't control this power now." Power, let it go all over the place, so it looks like it can get what it wants."

Seeing Rick and Ali Qiqi raised their heads and listened to him seriously, Fatty nodded in satisfaction.

"This evolution, in the final analysis, is actually because you ate too much," Pangpang looked at Rick and analyzed seriously, "so whether it is your evolution or your newly acquired racial skills, it is actually related to you. The race itself has nothing to do with it, but the magical effect of the phoenix fruit."

"So, as a Fire Fox, it's normal for you to be unable to control the power of the super power attribute for a while."

Rick suddenly realized, and nodded again and again: "No wonder I mastered the flame very easily, but I can't master the skill of mind power anyway."

"Not only this, but you little fox has too many whimsical ideas," Fatty complained unceremoniously, "What the hell is an angry bird? Why do you think of a bird when you see me?"

Even before he evolved, he was still a bug, okay?The kind that has nothing to do with birds!

Rick suddenly felt guilty, took two steps back, and quickly changed the subject: "Want to eat fried loach! I'll do it now!"

Pang Pang looked at him suspiciously, and after watching for a while, he was still defeated by his gurgling stomach, licked the fur of his paws, turned around and flew to carry the clay pot.

"Let's build a small fence to surround the meatball seedlings to prevent them from being eaten by herbivores," Rick looked at the shrubs over there, and counted the next tasks with the tip of his claws. "We will continue after that." Hunt and roast meat to make sausages, and go to the mountain grape forest to extract the white salt."

Ali nodded in agreement, and raised her paw to add: "We should also clean up the tree house! Then expand the cellar or something, the things will almost run out."

"And the royal bee family, I don't know if they have found a large nest that is livable." Looking at the huge wooden beehive not far away, Rick added.

"There's more!" Ali obviously regarded this as a fun game, and happily jumped high with her paws up, "I'm going to go fishing by the river! Make fish floss!"

Fox's paw and squirrel's paw stretched out at the same time, and patted in mid-air. They smiled at each other, their eyes crooked.

"We're going fishing tomorrow," Rick said. "The fish floss is delicious, and the materials needed are very simple. All you need is a clay pot—"

The shape of a clay pot appeared in the fox's mind.

The next moment, a bang, bang, clang sound came from under the tree house. Fat Pang, who was flying leisurely with the clay pot on his worm silk, was caught off guard, had no time to resist, and was completely covered in the pot. Ji Li Gu Lu rolled to the little fox's feet.

Rick: "..."

Ali: "..."

Fatty with a mouth full of mud: "..."

"There is one more important task," Ali Youyou made up the knife, "Hurry up and practice your mind skills!"