Spirit Beast Pet Shop

Chapter 14 Weasel

The first thing Honghua faced was a problem she hadn't thought of.

Even if the parrots in the store are well-trained, the millet husks produced by eating feed and the feathers that the birds molt and fall will not disappear.

Therefore, Honghua cleans the store several times a day, and then throws the cleaned up garbage into the large trash can outside.No one can do this job for you.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she threw the garbage full of millet husks down today, a group of mice and sparrows jumped out, rushed towards the garbage bag, and began to scramble for the millet husks inside. I was stunned for a moment.

In terms of force, of course sparrows can't defeat mice, but they have the advantage of flexibility, jumping around, and can always grab some grains.Those rats were not afraid of people, they acted like street rats in broad daylight, running around, it was scary to watch.

After thinking for a while, Honghua realized that this must be caused by the little aura in the millet skin.

This kind of competition may have existed for a long time, but it has only become fierce now.

In the beginning, only a few animals may have discovered the specialness of the millet husk she threw, and it gradually spread to the whole group. This will take time, after all, it is a learning process.

Originally, sparrows and mice were supposed to be afraid of people, but when they gradually realized that if they didn't go up to snatch it immediately, they couldn't get anything, and things probably turned into the current situation.

After thinking it over, Honghua went back to the store decisively, and brought back a broom and a plate of feed. The broom served the mice, and the feed served Fei Jiu.

eccentric?What eccentricity?Can the carrier of disease be compared with three animals?What's more, she is from the Phoenix family, isn't it normal to prefer birds?

After driving away the rats and rubbing enough fat chirp, Honghua felt that this problem of millet husk still needs to be dealt with.

You can't throw it away after burning it next time, right?Throwing burned black ash coke outside every day, people who don't know will think you are destroying corpses and eradicating traces.Alas, sad people.

But no matter what, Honghua also realized that he could no longer deal with the grains like this.On the one hand, the animals attracted will overturn the trash cans, on the other hand, it may lead to the breeding of rats, which is a threat to people and animals on this street.

After thinking about it, she went to the flower shop next door and bought two large flower pots, and two more kumquats that grew less than one meter high even in pots. There are one pot on the left and one on the right.

In the future, the waste of grain husks will be burned and buried in the basin.Honghua clapped his hands proudly.I'm just a little sorry for those sparrows looking for food, she will try to help these fat chirps next time.

After all, sparrows are also furry, and helping furry is the mission of every righteous citizen.

Honghua, who was in a good mood after solving a problem, simply picked a small kumquat, walked to the counter, teased the leaves that fell on it, and saw the parrot's typical "what's so interesting, I want to bite" After the high (intelligent) happy (impaired) expression, Honghua asked with a smile: "Ye Zi, what is this? I will play for you if you get the answer right."

"Orange! Orange!" Ye Zi happily jumped on the table, wanting to bite the kumquat, "Orange! Money orange! Orange! Citrus! Money!"

Honghua is ashamed, when will these birds speak English?And in the end, did some strange vocabulary get mixed in?

At this time, she forgot that almost all the enlightenment documentaries she played for them were in English.

Seeing that Ye Zi was so excited, Honghua quickly gave it the kumquat, and saw Ye Zi grabbed the kumquat as wide as his body in one bite, and flew to other birds to show off.

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Honghua no longer throws millet husks outside. The rats are the first to be affected, but not just the rats.

This was something that Honghua didn't expect: After these mice transported the millet husks back to their nests, they actually handed them over to someone else—or something else.

But this is also something that Honghua has been curious about—where are the other demons and ghosts now that the aura is recovering.

Just down the street at the end of a cul-de-sac, in a cave beneath a pile of rotting wooden boxes, a weasel is now squatting.

Since it is specifically mentioned, it is certainly not an ordinary weasel.

It is a bit larger than most of its kind, but what really sets it apart is that there are traces of intelligence in its eyes and every move.

Like every weasel, he left the den as an adult to survive on his own, doing the same things that every weasel does.

The only difference is that on a certain day not long ago, on a night when some unknown mutation seemed to have occurred in the world, its thinking suddenly became clear, and it began to think.

That's just the simplest way of thinking, even inferior to human children, but it's enough to separate it from the word "ordinary".

Since then, it has learned some superficial spells and some cultivation skills.

This may be its luck, or perhaps, among its ancestors in ancient times, there was a monster clan that was powerful enough, and the power of that bloodline finally awakened after the silence of the ages.

Its spell is too weak, only enough to control some small animals.So it controls a group of mice to find food for it—or become its food.

The resources in the city are actually very rich for the animals living in it. Just looking through the trash can can basically solve the food problem at an unimaginable speed in the wild.

But this weasel didn't look down on those dirty garbage. After gaining some wisdom, it even got tired of eating raw meat, and turned its target directly to the products on the human food stall.

It also finds itself more prominent in the city, and relies more on the rats it controls to get the food.

To his surprise, the mice brought him an unusually good thing: the husk of a certain plant seed.

This thing is supposed to be unpalatable to it. What kind of taste can a pile of dry and hard seed skins have?What's more, it is a purely carnivorous animal.

But it can taste a unique fragrance from it, and after eating these things, it feels stronger, faster, and more flexible.

After thinking clearly, it even named itself Huangmao based on the actions of young humans it observed in this alley.

It doesn't know what this name means, but seeing those humans calling one of them this name respectfully, it seems to be a very honorable name.

It's just that the good times don't last long, and those mice haven't brought back the strange seed skin for several days.

It was so angry that it killed several mice that were not doing well.The food level dropped suddenly, and the weasel Huangmao, who was upset by this, finally left his lair after a long absence and began to look for food by himself.

It walked cautiously through the gaps of human buildings, and when it came to a building, it stopped suddenly and sniffled.

There is a familiar smell here, which is a bit like the birds it often catches... And, it seems to smell very delicious, right?
(End of this chapter)