MM Racing Chapter 319 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 12
Chapter 319 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 12
Food processed by the system has a special "defense mechanism" and can only be smelled when bound to the host.
This allowed Su Muyou to eat and drink without fear of the orcs' keen sense of smell.
Two fish, one steamed and one braised.
If the cat’s taste buds could taste sweetness, Guaidongguai would have wanted to make it sweet and sour for him.
After Su Muyu finished eating and burped, he looked out the window. It was already dark.
As night falls, dangers lurk everywhere, and it is the home turf of nocturnal animals.
Lions have good night vision, but the lion tribe has a good harvest during the day and does not need to work night shifts.
The noise outside gradually died down and everyone prepared to rest.
Su Muyou gave up the idea of going to Vina and planned to bother her again tomorrow.
He stretched, walked to the door and opened it.
The honest white lion was half leaning against the wall, performing its duty as a gatekeeper.
"You should go back and have some rest too." Su Muyou waved at him, with an obvious intention to drive him away.
The temperature difference between day and night in the animal world is very large, and usually there can be a sudden drop of 20 to 30 degrees.
If there is a little breeze, even in animal form, it will feel very sour and refreshing.
If you are unlucky and encounter a sandstorm, the rainfall will be even more exaggerated.
If she really had to wait outside the door all night, Vina would probably have a new patient the next day.
The main thing is that Su Muyu would never let the other party into the house to rest together.
As male orcs, even if they live in groups, as long as they are unmarried and have no children, they still have a basic sense of territory for their own piece of land.
Altaïr raised his head slightly and looked at him, his light golden eyes full of stubbornness, "I won't go back."
Since he had promised the clan leader, he would definitely not do it perfunctorily.
Whether it is day or night, he must ensure that the other party is within his protection.
It doesn’t count when I was ordered to process the fish just now.
Altaïr also walked away with peace of mind after seeing that there were many of his own people around him.
Su Muyou saw that the little lion was really difficult to talk to about this matter, so he said lightly, "It's up to you."
He closed the door and went into the house.
Anyway, he is not the one who will suffer from the cold.
Altaïr did not mind being shut out.
The temperature he felt gradually dropped, and he changed from human form back to animal form.
A huge snow-white lion was crawling outside the door, much more majestic than the stone gatekeepers in the human world.
Even though Altaïr is not yet an adult, the lions in this world are as big as if they had taken hormones, a plus version of those in the human world.
He rested his chin on his front paws, looking lazy.
But his pricked ears gave away something: he had not let his guard down.
Inside the house, the little kitten being guarded by the giant beast also turned back into its animal form.
He jumped onto the bed nimbly, and stomped up and down with his front paws, until he was satisfied with the full fur blanket specially prepared by the lion chief, and then he stretched himself.
The nest is up.
sleep!
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There was not a single star in the dark night sky.
A bright flash of lightning flashed by, and then I saw that there were dark clouds above my head.
A rumbling sound followed, and it seemed as if the ground was shaking.
We didn't encounter a sandstorm, but we did encounter bad weather.
Outside the house, there was a flash of light again and again, and thunder continued.
This commotion was somewhat unsettling to the orcs, unless they died.
The sleeping kitten was awakened and listened to the noise outside.
After a while, there was indeed a rustling noise.
Su Muyou hesitated for a moment, but finally got out of bed.
Given the white lion's stupidity, it is likely to be outside quietly getting wet in the rain.
Still a child after all.
Su Muyou sighed and silently found an excuse for his soft-hearted behavior.
The fish-catching tool beast is sick, and he is the one who suffers!
Thinking of this, the kitten changed back into human form and opened the door with a wooden face.
There was a big temperature difference between inside and outside the house, and a thick layer of water vapor blew in the face, causing goose bumps on the hairless skin.
Frozen.
Cats have good night vision, and Su Muyou saw the lion outside the door at a glance.
As expected, the other party had no intention of finding a place to hide from the rain.
The rain was pouring down on my head without moving, just like the fool in the Shamatte literature who raised his hand to pour wine on his head.
Su Muyou stopped his excessive thoughts. After all, they were trying to protect him.
He stepped aside to make room for me. "Come in."
Altaïr was actually aware of the movement behind him, but he didn't move.
Only after hearing these words did he get up from the ground.
Linmen shook his hair with his foot and then quickly went into the house.
The rain didn't last long, and his undercoat didn't even get wet.
Altaïr secretly thought to himself: Although the kitten has a bad temper, its character is not bad.
His expression was gentle and his tone was sincere as he said, "Thank you, Saint Son."
Su Muyou rolled his eyes and muttered quietly: "I told you to go back, but you didn't. You deserve to get wet in the rain."
Altaïr's gratitude waned slightly.
He silently persuaded himself to be tolerant and pretend that he didn't hear these words.
"Don't be happy too soon." After complaining, Su Muyou pointed to the small corner by the door, "You can only stay here, and once the rain stops, you must go out immediately."
Altaïr lay down at the designated spot. "Got it."
One of the two beasts stayed close to the door, while the other returned to the bed.
The distance is almost the two farthest points in the room.
Su Muyou yawned. Although he was not used to the strange smell in the house, the biggest advantage of wandering orcs was their strong adaptability.
He felt sleepy and soon fell asleep again.
Altaïr lowered his head and licked his wet hair, concentrating deeply.
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Perhaps it was the long-lost peace and tranquility that Su Muyou slept very soundly.
In the darkness, a faint golden mist, like a golden thread, penetrated through the gap and entered the dream.
The kitten just felt light all over, as if he was walking on clouds.
When he came to his senses, he suddenly found that he was really in mid-air.
The next second, his limbs were no longer suspended in the air, but were stepping on abdominal muscles whose lines were so obvious that they looked like chocolate.
In the dream, Su Muyou didn't think there was anything wrong. Instead, he stepped on it with his claws very frankly.
It's hard but a bit elastic, and feels only slightly worse than his flesh pad!
A muffled laugh came from above my head, "Kitten."
Su Muyou raised his head unhappily, and the claws in his paw pads popped out slightly, "I have a name!"
Unfortunately, everything was blurry and he couldn't see clearly who was holding him.
"What's your name?" the dreamer asked.
"Su..." Su Muyou subconsciously wanted to answer his real name, but when the time came, he became more sober and remembered that he was now a cat orc, "Yuxi!"
His furry tail swung back and forth. He is a dedicated A-level employee!
The man raised his eyebrows when he heard his answer, "Su Yuxi?"
"It's Yuxi, not Su!" Su Muyou quickly patted his abdominal muscles with his claws. In order to prevent the other party from thinking too much, he immediately asked, "Now it's your turn to speak, what's your name?"