Ears Sticking Out

The little beavers stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Jian Mo, are you lying? How do you know there are big fish down there?"

Jian Mo pointed to the newly grown cat ears on her head. "I heard it. Can you take a look?"

The little beavers didn't believe him, but when they heard his request, they still dived down to investigate.

Soon, a little beaver surfaced carrying a plump fish even longer than itself, excitedly shouting, "There really is a big fish down there!"

Immediately afterwards, several more beavers floated to the surface with fish in their mouths, excitedly saying:

"I was wondering why I couldn't find the fish; they were all hiding down there!"

"There's a fish nest down there; we'll trap them as soon as we dive down!"

"Jian Mo, you're so amazing!"

Not only the baby beavers, but also the adult beavers who were watching their cubs hunt, looked up at Jian Mo in surprise, ensuring their safety. "Doctor Jian Mo, your hearing is amazing!"

Jian Mo sighed, "This is what's giving me a headache right now."

The giant wolf nuzzled his head with its chin and whispered, "It'll be better in a couple of days."

Seeing this, the adult beavers shooed the baby beavers away. "We'll stay away and won't bother you here."

Jian Mo waved and said, "Thank you."

Sure enough, the beavers, big and small, swam to the other side of the lake.

Watching their figures, Jian Mo suddenly remembered, "Does Zhou Fu have beaver blood?"

When he first met Zhou Fu, he felt that Zhou Fu's round face, round eyes, and fair skin made him look quite different from the sub-beastmen of the Riverside Tribe.

The giant wolf whispered, "Yes, his father was a sub-beastman from the Snow Foot Tribe."

Jian Mo exclaimed in surprise, "So the tribes around here have always had interactions with each other. I don't think I've ever seen his father. Did he go traveling?"

Giant Wolf: "His father and grandfather were in the Xiongying Tribe. He moved to the Riverside Tribe after he and Jiu Yin became mates."

Jian Mo: "I didn't know. Zhou Fu has so many friends; I thought he was from the Riverside Tribe."

The two chatted for a while, then Jian Mo fell asleep again.

After taking the fever-reducing medicine, his fever gradually subsided. Although it was still a low-grade fever, it wasn't as severe as in the morning, and he'll probably feel better tomorrow.

Jian Mo was quite happy. In the evening, she specially put on a hat, intending to go out and have dinner with everyone.

Jiujiu was still waiting outside. Seeing that he was finally better, she was so happy that she kept jumping around. Ying'ao was also obviously a little excited.

Jian Mo rubbed Jiujiu, then rubbed Ying'ao: "Thank you, it's alright now, let's go eat."

Jiujiu: "Chirp--"

Jian Mo smiled and said, "It's really alright now."

Wu Jiong and Jian Mo went to have dinner.

To take care of Jian Mo, the people of the Snow Foot Tribe specially prepared soup and easily digestible fish broth for him.

Jian Mo had slept for a while, so sitting among the crowd listening to everyone chat was quite interesting for her.

Although there's still a lot of noise outside, as long as no one is shouting, it's not to the point of being uncomfortable.

While listening to people chatting, Jian Mo heard a sound and suddenly turned to look at the lake.

Suddenly, Jiujiu and Ying'ao jumped into the lake and were swimming happily with the little beavers.

It's not surprising that Ying'ao can swim; Ying'ao seems to be the kind of Flying-Winged Beast that can do everything.

It's a miracle that such a big creature Jiujiu can float in the lake and paddle with its big wings.

Jian Mo's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The Snow Foot Tribe followed his gaze to the lake, and upon seeing Jiujiu and Ying'ao, Snow Foot Tribe smiled and commented, "Your two Flying-Winged Beast swim quite well."

A member of the Snow Foot Tribe said, "They swim much better than those orcs from the Cypress Branch Tribe when they're in their animal forms."

Jian Mo asked curiously, "They can swim in their animal forms?"

The Snow Foot Tribe laughed, "We had a race with the Rain Rising Tribe —although our swimming styles were a mess, the two tribes ended in a draw."

Jian Mo, recalling the stubborn, chubby birds, gave them a thumbs-up in admiration. "Amazing!"

Chapter 125 Baldness

After another night's sleep, Jian Mo's high fever subsided to a low-grade fever, and she felt much more comfortable, with her irritability also subsiding a bit.

He reached out and touched the soft animal ears on his head. The ears no longer hurt, but they still felt strange to the touch. They felt like they were just two thin pieces of skin, without any flesh or cartilage, and could be molded into any shape at will, completely different from human ears.

She kneaded and kneaded the animal ears, Jian Mo them into various forms, but she still couldn't quite picture what they looked like.

Wu Jiong reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Don't play around, it'll swell up."

Jian Mo: "I just want to know what it looks like now. Can you get me a mirror so I can take a look—it looks a little strange?"

"Not surprising," Wu Jiong said, still finding a mirror and looking at himself from behind. "Can you see it?"

Jian Mo tried to roll her eyes upwards, then reached out to press down her sticking-out hair. After looking for a while, she said disappointedly, "It's so small, and all grayish. It doesn't look as cool as Qing Kuo's ears at all."

Wu Jiong: "It'll grow big if it grows any longer."

Jian Mo: "It feels a bit uncertain. Qing Kuo others have pointed ears with two tufts of long hair on them. My ears are like two soft, limp pieces of wood ear fungus. How long will it take for them to grow to have ears like Qing Kuo's? They're really ugly."

Wu Jiong kissed its animal ears, and through the thin skin, Wu Jiong could feel the veins throbbing. A smile appeared in his eyes, "What's ugly about it? It's clearly very cute, with a unique vitality."

Jian Mo felt Wu Jiong's hot breath on her ears, and covered them with her hands, refusing, "You're blowing too much."

Wu Jiong kissed his forehead. "Not ugly at all, very cute, one of a kind."

Jian Mo muttered, "Of course! Four working ears—I'm probably the only one of its kind on the entire orc continent."