Chapter 142 Racial Talent
"So..." Tu Ran was thoughtful, "What is the meaning of your mountain god's existence?"

Old Turtle: "Probably...maybe...should...just to appear mysterious."

Tu Ran: "..." Okay.

The sky outside had completely darkened, and the inside of the cave was also pitch black. Tu Ran put the backpack under her head and slept on it.

Closing her eyes, she told Pangpang, "Don't eat too late, go to bed early, you have to hurry tomorrow."

"Okay." Fatty agreed obediently.

Thus, Tu Ran fell asleep amidst the conversation between a thousand-year-old tortoise and a foodie pheasant.

I had no dreams and slept soundly.

Open your eyes, it's already dawn.

Pangpang sleeps next to her, next to her, which is why she feels a little warm. Its feathers are really not white.

Tu Ran sat up gently, without disturbing Pangpang, and looked around.

The figure of the old turtle is no longer there.

It should have gone to sleep.

On the ground are piles of melon and fruit shells.

Pangpang really ate up all the fruits.

Tu Ran subconsciously looked at the fat belly, which was fatter than before, more like a ball.

Outside the cave, the sky is clear and the weather is fine.

Tu Ran walked out of the cave, found a clear river, and after a brief wash, picked two fruits on the way back to the cave to fill her stomach.

Back to the cave, Pangpang was still sleeping.

As long as you don't wake it up, it will sleep until dark.

Tu Ran pushed it, "Get up, we should hurry."

Fatty opened his eyes in a daze, and yawned.

"Are you going to have breakfast?" It cheered up and sat up.

However, there was no food in sight, and Tu Ran only had a half-gnawed small red fruit in her hand.

"You ate so much last night, and you still want to eat breakfast?" Tu Ran couldn't believe it. She thought it would be full and had no appetite for anything else in the morning, so she didn't prepare food for it.

Pang Pang is not in a good mood anymore, and his mung bean-sized eyes are full of tears.

Tu Ran stood up, "Okay, okay, I'll take you to eat, don't pretend to be pitiful."

"Okay." Pangpang immediately changed into a smiling face, put his messenger bag on his body, and followed Tu Ran out of here.

Arrived at the orchard from yesterday.

Under Tu Ran's shocked eyes, Pang Pang had another hearty meal.

Once again refreshed Tu Ran's understanding of its appetite.

It turned out that the food she prepared for it a few mornings ago was less.

For so many days, it actually held back and didn't say anything.

Thousands of emotions finally turned into one sentence: "Eat slowly, don't worry."

In the next half day, Tu Ran followed Pangpang and left this mountain, arriving at the foot of the next mountain.

The vast forest formed by trees and shrubs is no different from the place where she stayed before. If Pangpang hadn't said that she had reached the foot of another mountain, she would not have believed that the seemingly flat road in front of her was actually going uphill.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening in the federal time, and Tu Ran and Pang Pang found a place to sleep nearby to make do for the night.

Early the next morning, one person and one ball continued on their way.

After walking all morning, Tu Ran noticed the difference between this mountain and the one guarded by Lao Gui.

There are obviously fewer fruit trees on this mountain, and the land is drier and more solid. Most of the fruits are very sour and small green fruits the size of fingernails.

Pangpang doesn't like to eat this kind of fruit, and the amount of food in each meal is reduced to half of the original.

However, its actions were not affected at all, and its two short legs still walked fast, introducing Tu Ran non-stop along the way.

"Aren't you hungry after eating so much this morning?"

"I'm not hungry, Pangpang's food is stored in his stomach, and Pangpang won't be hungry if he doesn't eat for three days." Pangpang patted the fat on his stomach and said.

Tu Ran: "..." Okay.

It turns out that this body of flesh also has this function.

By noon, one person and one ball hadn't found any food to eat.

Tu Ran took two glucose doses and gave one to Pangpang.

Pangpang is very happy, it has long wanted to taste the taste of this thing.

Break it apart and pour it into its mouth, it tastes it carefully, its eyes shine, "It's sweet, Pangpang likes to eat sweet things."

Tu Ran drank one of her own, took a few bites of compressed biscuits, and sat under the tree.

"Take a break and move on later."

Fatty also immediately lay down on the ground, at Tu Ran's feet.

It is of the type that can lie down and never sit.

"What kind of alien species did you encounter when you came to this forest before?" Tu Ran asked.

This is what she cares about the most and the reason why she has climbed one mountain after another.

Fatty thought for a while, "There are more pegasus here, but they are very afraid of other species, and they will fly away when they see species that are different from them. Normally, we can't see them."

"anything else?"

"The Fat Yi people seem to live in this area, and occasionally come to this mountain for a walk."

After a pause, he continued: "There are also Fuzhu, who look like deer. They often appear on this mountain. When Fatty came here last time, he met one."

"They are really beautiful, with four beautiful antlers, white fur, very thin and vigorous, and run very fast."

Tu Ran probably imagined the appearance of this alien species from its description.

"What racial talent do they have?"

Invulnerability is the racial talent of the roe owl, and the ability she obtained from the leader of the roe owl is the related "King Kong Body".

Henggongyu's racial talent is to speak various languages, so she got the ability of "linguistic talent".

The racial talent of the hooked snake is to read the memory of the host. She eats the inner alchemy of the hooked snake, and the ability she gets is "memory reading".

Based on this, Tu Ran speculated that what is the racial talent of each heterogeneous group, then the inner alchemy grown in the body of a few heterogeneous species with relatively high talent in their group is related or closely related to it.

The Danghu ethnic group is an exception.

Tu Ran really couldn't see any connection between the racial talents of Danghu's group of birds with the ability of "power recognition" in Danghu's leader.

In other words, until now, she has not discovered any racial talent in the Danghu group.

"Fuzhu? They bring rain, and wherever it goes, it will rain."

So if the Fuzhu group has inner alchemy, does inner alchemy have the ability to rain?

If she eats their alchemy, will it bring her own rain buff?

But Tu Ran soon discovered something unusual.

"Didn't it mean that they often haunt this mountain? Then why is it so dry here all the way, and it's not as wet as the old turtle's mountain?"

Pangpang raised his leftmost finger towards Tu Ran with his toes.

Expressed admiration for Tu Ran.

This is learned from Tu Ran. Every time Tu Ran praises it, she will give her thumbs up.

But for Pang Pang, who only has four paws, to do this action, it's a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

(End of this chapter)

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