"Huh, this bear can talk?" Bandit A suddenly realized after tying it up.
"You only just noticed? These days, talking isn't anything special. I ate a rabbit the day before yesterday, and it could talk too," Bandit B said indifferently.
"What's it saying?"
"It says it's a rat."
After tying it up, the two bandits faced another problem: they couldn't carry the panda.
Nor could they drag it along, because they couldn't drag it either.
"Move! If you don't move, we'll shoot you!" Bandit A finally decided to resort to violent threats.
However, Little Panda simply flopped onto the ground.
It wore an expression that said, Go ahead and shoot. If I move even a little, I lose.
Having no choice, they found a cart, shoved Little Panda into it, and dragged it along.
Fortunately, the Burning Legion had actually done something decent: they had repaired the roads for free.
After the scorched earth, forests, shrubs, craters, rivers... all of it had turned into stretches of dry rock, even layers of glass.
That made traveling much easier.
They dragged Little Panda all the way to the nearest settlement.
It immediately caused a stir.
"What is that thing?"
"Black and white, looks like a bear and a cat... I remember now. It's a panda!"
"A panda? Isn't that a unique animal from the other side?"
"After hundreds of years, I'm seeing a panda again. I'm so moved!"
"Would such a pretty animal taste even better in meat stew?" someone asked, drooling doubtfully.
Little Panda looked at the crowd with amusement.
It was no longer naive. It was a mature panda, after all—it already weighed over two hundred jin.
"Hello, everyone. The auction starts now. Five hundred Bottle Caps per jin of meat!" Bandit A announced excitedly.
"This is meat, living, breathing