Don't follow the rules

Chapter 503: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Part )
"Good idea." Yingying agreed with Anhan's opinion without saying anything. She nodded and looked at him sincerely. "So, how should we get there?"

Yingying used her beak to poke at the aluminum map board, making a crisp "clang clang" sound: "Tell me, where is the place marked on the map?"

Anhan is silent.

"I'm hungry!" Yingying raised her head high and announced loudly again, "Please understand, we are turkeys, not explorers. We come to school to eat. I don't care about map frames or anything like that. I want to go to the cafeteria and eat!"

The cry of Ying Ying was echoed by hundreds of people, and the chickens behind him echoed: "That's right, let's hold it in for a while, we are hungry, we need to eat! I want to eat!"

An Han was helpless: "Okay, okay, let's eat. I'll find a cafeteria right away."

But the blurry mosaic map in front of him was obviously unreliable, and An Han himself didn't know the location of the cafeteria. He looked around and looked at No. 1 for help.

Number One received the turkey's burning gaze, and his first reaction was to retreat tactically: "Something is wrong, why is it looking at me all of a sudden?"

Xiao Baichuan with a northeastern accent: "What are you looking at?"

Number One: "I'll cut you to pieces, don't you believe it?"

Seeing that Number One did not respond for a long time, An Han had to flap his wings and jump into the boat. He knocked on the board as if pecking at food, and then looked at Number One eagerly.

Body language is always the master key to overcoming all language barriers. Number One immediately understood: "Oh, are you hungry?"

An Han nodded repeatedly.

Number One deliberately imitated Ning Yao and spread his hands: "So? What does it have to do with me?"

Anhan: ...What's going on with this familiar feeling of wanting a beating?

"Ahem, little guy." Little White Boat had to come out to smooth things over. "Don't provoke them. These turkeys definitely know where the fish are. They just want to ask you for some benefits and let you use food to exchange for information about the fish."

Number One suddenly realized: "Soga!"

His impatient eyes suddenly turned into a cute elementary school student's round-eyed smile, and he asked very attentively: "What would you like to eat? Hand-pulled pancakes? Coconut chicken? Or seafood risotto?"

Little White Boat complained in a low voice: "Ah hey, what the hell are you introducing coconut chicken to a group of turkeys..."

Naturally, the turkeys couldn't hear the secret channel of communication between the little white boat and No. 1, so they would only think that the child was capricious and probably had no good intentions.

Yingying muttered under the boat, "Wait, is he going to... stew us?"

Anhan suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly flew out of the cabin, but was caught off guard by No. 1 who grabbed his chicken feet.

"Let me go!" An Han screamed in horror and flapped his wings desperately, causing the feathers on the boat to fly everywhere.

Yingying jumped onto the boat without hesitation. Protecting her teammates had become her muscle memory. She didn't need to think about anything ahead or behind, so her reaction was extremely fast. She used the move of spreading wings like a roc, stepped on the mischievous hand of No. 1, and moved forward to peck his eyes.

Number One had no intention of fighting back, or rather, he had no intention of starting a fight at all. He just lightly let go of his hand.

An Han, who regained his freedom, fell on the deck with a "bang". Yingying also fell on An Han and stepped on him, causing him to scream.

"Ah! My appendix!"

Yingying moved her feet away in disgust: "You are so hypocritical."

She stood in front of An Han, confronting No.1 nervously, puffing up her feathers and propping up her wings, making the whole chicken look bigger than usual. No.1 raised his hands innocently: "I think you misunderstood, I just saw that it wanted to leave suddenly, and wanted to...keep it, um, keep it."

Who believes it!

Yingying and Anhan cursed in their hearts together.

Number One ignored the angry looks from the chickens and said, "To be on the safe side, I'd better ask, are you native chickens?"

"We are turkeys." Yingying clucked irritably.

"Okay, okay." Although No. 1 didn't understand, he roughly grasped the meaning from the actions of the chickens. "You are not actually native creatures of this world, right? I have been wandering here for so long and have never seen any living creatures. Your appearance is really very abrupt. In addition, you can understand what I say, so I have always suspected that you, like me, are from outside." People.

Number One swallowed the last word and watched the chickens' reactions.

There are no living things here? From outside?

An Han seemed to understand something. He stretched out his paw to hold down the excited Yingying and signaled the other party to continue speaking.

Number One raised the corner of his mouth and continued to throw out new explosive information: "Of course I know you want to find something to eat, but I sincerely suggest that you don't eat the food here - if you are not a native."

"The food here will in turn digest you and make you a part of this world."

Food digests them?!

Anhan was shocked.

Yingying broke free from Anhan's restraint, turned back and pecked his forehead in disappointment: "You believe this? You might as well believe that I am Qin Shihuang. This brat clearly doesn't want to make food for us. It's a nonsense excuse. I don't care. I want to eat."

An Han, however, was uncharacteristically tough: "No."

Yingying was so angry: "Are you the boss or am I the boss? I have the final say! I want to eat!"

An Han was very persistent, but he also remained calm. He did not want to argue with Yingying: "Of course you are the boss, but you are not the boss to issue orders and bully others. Instead, you are to serve the collective interests and protect this tribe, right?"

An Han easily put Yingying's anger on the moral high ground. She blinked blankly: "Uh... yes, right?"

An Han pressed the issue: "We are already at school. Whether it is the cafeteria or the canteen, there will always be food for students to eat. This kind of cooked human food will not run away on its own. There is no rush to eat."

"But the opportunity to uncover the mystery that is veiled before our eyes is often fleeting. If we miss this clue, we may never encounter it again."

Yingying seemed to be thinking about something, and tilted her head to listen carefully to Anhan's analysis.

“We are from the farm,” An Han stressed, “and we are definitely not registered as residents of this city.”

"I don't know where that kid came from, but judging by the fact that he can levitate, he is definitely not an ordinary person. So I think what he said is indeed worth referring to."

Yingying was completely convinced. She looked at Anhan, then at No. 1: "So...what should we do next? Where is the box on the map?"

An Han lightly jumped onto the bow, like a weather vane measuring the wind direction. "Although the symbols and words on the map are completely messed up, it still represents the entire school area. Since the strange frame is drawn in the middle of the map, I suggest that we go directly to the center of the school."

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