Alcohol (continued)

With Wu Jiong as his companion and a Flying-Winged Beast as his pet, his life was almost perfect.

For quite some time, Jian Mo was in a particularly good mood.

That morning, he went to cut some Tendon Grass to fry bird eggs, but when he got to the vegetable garden, he found that almost all the crops had been eaten.

You should know that he came over to water the plants just the afternoon before yesterday!

It's only been a day since I last checked on him, what exactly happened to his vegetable garden?

Jian Mo, furious, started searching the vegetable garden and quickly found all sorts of footprints, some from birds and some from animals.

While searching for clues, he discovered that the vegetable seeds given to him by the Haizuo Tribe the Haizuo tribe who had sought his help to treat his toenail should have just sprouted in the last couple of days.

He didn't get to eat a single leaf of these supposedly tender seedlings; they were destroyed by some unknown animal as soon as they sprouted, leaving only the roots.

Almost every vegetable patch along the river has been damaged, though some have been severely damaged while others have been less so.

Jian Mo checked it over and over, and the more she checked, the more she felt she couldn't swallow this insult.

He painstakingly cleared the land, sowed seeds, watered, fertilized, and nurtured all sorts of crops for so long, only to have them all ruined!

It was one thing for them to cause small-scale damage in the past, but this time they've caused so much damage all at once, it's like they've come to his land for a buffet!

After walking back and forth in the vegetable garden several times, Jian Mo suddenly threw the basket into the middle of the garden and stormed home.

The patrolling orc happened to be nearby. He wanted to call out to him, but seeing his appearance, he didn't dare to. He could only watch as the orc swept past him like a gust of wind.

After returning home, Wu Jiong went out to check on the tribe's pottery kiln, but he hasn't come back yet.

Jiujiu went out to play with the tribe's other children and isn't home.

He had originally wanted to rub his Jiujiu to relieve his frustration, but now that he couldn't, he was even more frustrated.

Unable to exhale, he ran upstairs, rummaged through his precious box, and pulled out a tranquilizer, intending to take down the group of animals that had stolen his vegetables.

There was still a little over half a box of moss left for anesthetics, so Jian Mo grabbed two large handfuls, went downstairs to the kitchen, steamed some stems and meat, chopped up the moss (used as an anesthetic), stuffed it inside, and shaped it into small balls.

After he finished making them, he ran back to the vegetable garden and placed the small meatballs evenly in various places around the garden.

He wasn't worried that anyone in the tribe might accidentally eat the meatballs he had placed in the vegetable garden. His vegetable garden was fenced off with low walls, so ordinary people wouldn't come over. Even the little ones knew not to come over, lest they trample the vegetables.

After placing the medicated meatballs, Jian Mo looked around and, finding nothing suspicious, prepared to leave.

He refused to believe that if the animals that were ravaging his vegetable garden ate vegetables, they wouldn't be tempted by his meatballs.

Jian Mo's expression was so strange; she looked both angry and smug.

As soon as Wu Jiong returned, he noticed something was wrong with him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Mo refused to tell him, "It's a secret. You'll find out tomorrow."

Wu Jiong found it even stranger. "What's so mysterious about this? Do you need my help?"

Jian Mo waved his hand. "Not for now, we'll see if we need it tomorrow."

Jian Mo deliberately avoided going to the vegetable garden in the afternoon to avoid disturbing the animals that were watching it.

On his way back, he specifically told the orc Shui Jin who was patrolling at night that if he saw any animals damaging his vegetable garden, he should ignore them, as they had other uses for him.

Shui Jin was a little puzzled, but she still agreed.

With something on her mind, Jian Mo didn't sleep well at all that night, tossing and turning all night.

Wu Jiong was aroused by his teasing and leaned in to kiss him, but before she could, he was covered by his hand and refused. "Not today, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Wu Jiong stared at him, frowning. "You really can't tell me?"

Jian Mo hugged Wu Jiong, blanket and all, and pulled him back down, giving him Wu Jiong on the cheek. "There's still half the night left. You'll find out tomorrow."

Wu Jiong, still irritated from not having eaten enough, took the initiative, wrapped him in the blanket, and hugged him tightly. "Let me hold you while I sleep."

Jian Mo: "Okay, okay, okay."

Jian Mo couldn't fall asleep at first, but once she found a comfortable position and was held securely by Wu Jiong, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He always slept very well, and the next morning, without an alarm clock, he couldn't get up early at all.

When Wu Jiong woke her up, Jian Mo was still in a daze for a while.

He looked out the window at the dim sky. "Why did you wake me up so early?"

Wu Jiong handed him the clothes. "Someone outside is calling us, let's go see."

Jian Mo suddenly remembered. "Ah, let me see!"

Jian Mo wrapped her clothes around herself, jumped out of bed, and ran to the window to look outside.

Shui Jin, who was on patrol at night, stood outside their yard. "Jian Mo, a lot of game has fallen in your field!"

Jian Mo: "Ah!!! It really exists?"

Shui Jin nodded. "Yes! I just checked and they're all still alive, so I rushed over to get you. Do you want me to help you tie up your prey?"

Jian Mo: "Yes, yes, yes! Could you please tie us up? We'll be down soon, don't let the prey get away."

Shui Jin: "They can't escape. I just checked, they're all unconscious. I've turned them over and they're completely still."

Jian Mo exclaimed, "I'm just afraid of what might happen."

After listening for a long time, Wu Jiong finally understood what had happened.

Jian Mo didn't have time to explain to him. She put on her animal skin shoes, grabbed his wrist, and ran down the slope. "Come on, let's go take a look in the field."

Wu Jiong: "Should we bring a basket?"

Jian Mo: "Ah, you reminded me! We don't need baskets, we'll just bring bags and ropes!"

Jian Mo Wu Jiong along, jogging all the way to the riverbank.

Their house wasn't far from the river; they hadn't even started to catch their breath before they arrived.