Chapter 56: Gift
Chu Jiu had never seen Little Can so dejected.
The usually proud little kitten, after hearing what its new skill was, first turned into a stiff cat stick, then curled up into a cat can, falling asleep without even a “meow.”
Chu Jiu wanted to comfort the little guy, but he didn’t even know where to begin.
His intuition told him that if he said to Little Can, “Scratch is so cute,” it would only make Little Can feel even worse.
He could only stroke the little guy’s back over and over again, saying, “This is just the beginning,” “Anyway, you grew…”
As he spoke, Chu Jiu himself became sleepy first.
After Chu Jiu fell asleep, Little Can’s eyes opened wide, its heart filled with bitterness:
Scratch? What kind of skill is that?
And it can only turn into a big cat in “extreme situations”? What even counts as an extreme situation?
Can’t I even always turn into a big cat with a warm belly so that Chu Jiu can lie on my stomach to keep warm?
When will I become more useful, stronger, and better at protecting him?
Just as it thought of this, the Chu Jiu next to it rolled over, sleeping sprawled out and kicking the quilt onto the floor.
Little Can lightly jumped to the ground, picked up the quilt, and covered Chu Jiu again. Then it stopped by the pillow, staring blankly at the sleeping boy.
He must be very tired.
These past few days, he’s been deciphering that ?Adventure?, and also thinking about building a raft and replenishing equipment…
And he still had to spend time and energy comforting me.
Little Can shook its head vigorously.
It remembered Aman crying to Chu Jiu that day.
That boy said he had initially wanted to apologize to Chu Jiu. But Lu Qingyan had stopped him.
Lu Qingyan said that such an apology would only make Chu Jiu even sadder. Instead of apologizing, it was better to think about what he could do in the future.
…He had to admit, this human named Lu Qingyan did make some sense.
Instead of being dejected here, it was better to do everything it could, to do what it was capable of.
Little Can sharpened its claws, and its tail perked up again.
Humph.
*
The next day.
Chu Jiu was delighted to find that Little Can had returned to its previous proud and spoiled self.
That’s great! Our Little Can is the best!
While eating breakfast, Chu Jiu told the spirit beasts that his skills had recovered. He would do some more preparations in the next two days, and then he would take the blacksmith squirrel to the Sanctuary Valley and follow the underground river to find the earth’s core region.
At this moment, Kakaba raised his little paw: “Dang dang dang! Kakaba wants to help!”
Chu Jiu blinked and said with a smile, “Ah, Kakaba, do you want to teach me how to talk to monsters?”
Yesterday, the system had notified Chu Jiu that Kakaba had grown into a Level 5 spirit beast and had learned a new passive skill [Language Master].
[Language Master: Due to Spirit Beast No. 4’s extensive contact with a large number of monsters in a short period, it can summarize a common language applicable to most monsters and teach it to the Host!
Note: The accuracy of its summary and the effectiveness of its teaching are affected by the spirit beast’s own state, the spirit beast’s affinity with the Host, and the Host’s own learning ability.
If the summary is incorrect, or if the Host’s learning ability is insufficient, it is highly likely to result in disastrous events such as misinterpreting “Have you eaten today?” as “Kneel down to me.”]
Sure enough, Kakaba nodded his round head: “Dang dang dang! I’ve summarized some of the most basic things, and I’ll tell Chu Jiu all about them later!”
“That way, if you encounter a hippopotamus again, you might be able to figure out it needs a massage faster!”
Chu Jiu: “Okay!”
*
Today it was Glup-Glup’s turn to wash the dishes.
After Glup-Glup used its tentacles to collect all the dishes, Kakaba happily told Chu Jiu, “Dang dang dang! Let’s go to the yard to study!”
Chu Jiu: “…Huh? Shouldn’t we go to the workshop? Or just stay in the living room?”
Kakaba: “Dang dang dang, no way. This set of language must be learned outdoors!”
Chu Jiu followed Kakaba into the yard with a puzzled expression.
He saw Kakaba run to the center of the small yard, stand upright on its two hind legs, and raise its two front paws:
“Dang dang dang! First action: ‘Hello!'”
“The key is to raise your hands high!”
Chu Jiu: “Ah?”
…So this set of language was a genuine body language?
It really was.
“Hello” was “raise both arms high with fingertips pointing upwards,” “I have no malicious intent” was “jump three times on the right foot in place, then jump three times on the left foot in place.”
The most outrageous one was “Do you need help?”, which corresponded to “run 10 laps to the left, run 10 laps to the right, and then stare at the other party for 10 seconds.”
…Running like that, if you asked a few more times, then you would be the one needing help.
Chu Jiu studied very seriously for a whole morning, sweating profusely and almost collapsing on the ground.
After completing the last set of movements, Chu Jiu simply flipped over, lay on the grass, and squinted at the sun for a while.
At this moment, he caught sight of Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s long ears.
This little guy, who usually had a voice that could shake the heavens, didn’t know when had silently walked to his side, and its long ears were tangled together again in distress.
Chu Jiu looked at its ears, and a thought struck him:
Ah, it’s because of the “cultivation” matter.
These past few days, Chu Jiu could see the progress bar for “sugarcane cultivation” in the backend, and it had barely moved forward.
Today… it was probably a complete failure.
He quickly sat up and helped Rawr Rawr Rabbit untangle its knotted ears.
Over here, Rawr Rawr Rabbit had already lowered its head and started crying: “Sugarcane… died…”
“I wanted to find the reason, but it seems like all factors are the reason…”
“rawr rawr hoo hoo hoo…”
All factors are the reason?
That is to say, everything was a problem.
Chu Jiu propped his head up with his hand and thought for a moment, then said, “Rawr Rawr Rabbit, have you never seen sugarcane before?”
If Rawr Rawr Rabbit and Little Can came from the same place, and since Little Can called sugarcane “purple bamboo” and had never seen this kind of plant before, then Rawr Rawr Rabbit naturally hadn’t seen it either.
Rawr Rawr Rabbit: “rawr, rawr rawr…”
Chu Jiu patted Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s head: “Yeah, I was too presumptuous.”
“I didn’t consider your familiarity with this crop itself and just assigned the work like that.”
Rawr Rawr Rabbit hurriedly shook its head: “Rawr rawr rawr rawr, it’s my skill proficiency that’s not enough…”
Chu Jiu pinched Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s face: “No.”
“There’s a saying where I come from, ‘Humans can hardly imagine things they’ve never seen’.”
“I just gave you a sugarcane and asked you to imagine how to cultivate it out of thin air. That was too difficult in the first place.”
Rawr Rawr Rabbit wiped its red eyes: “Then, then, what should I…?”
Chu Jiu turned his head and said with a smile, “Well, do you want to go to the Sanctuary Valley with us?”
“I’ll take you to that sugarcane forest, let you see its growing environment, and then we can slowly adjust based on that?”
A light flashed in Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s red eyes, but it was still a little incredulous:
“Me and you… go to the Sanctuary Valley together?”
Chu Jiu nodded: “Together.”
Little Can also patted Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s head: “Together.”
Only then did Rawr Rawr Rabbit jump two meters high: “rawr! Rawr rawr rawr rawr! I’m going to see the sugarcane forest!”
*
Two days later, Chu Jiu set off on the Bodo bird, carrying the blacksmith squirrel and Rawr Rawr Rabbit tucked into his backpack.
Of course, Little Can was still in its exclusive location—on Chu Jiu’s shoulder or in his chest pocket—vigilantly surveying the surroundings.
As soon as they entered Sunny Plateau, Chu Jiu unexpectedly encountered Sheldon.
“Teacher, teacher!” the soft-furred little chestnut sprite called out cheerfully, handing over a leaf pouch filled with chestnuts. “These are the sweetest batch of chestnuts, a gift from us to the teacher!”
As Chu Jiu accepted the chestnuts, he noticed the usually composed blacksmith squirrel’s mouth twitch slightly.
But the blacksmith squirrel was very disciplined, only eating a few nuts at fixed meal times and never eating more at other times.
Therefore, Chu Jiu wasn’t in a hurry to distribute the chestnuts. Instead, another matter came to mind, and he asked Sheldon, “Have you started buying pottery from the dwarf beastmen?”
Hearing this, Sheldon looked slightly dejected: “No, not yet.”
“Mom said… it’s too dangerous to do that, so she didn’t agree.”
Too dangerous?
Chu Jiu was a little confused.
The blacksmith squirrel beside him also looked puzzled.
Chu Jiu propped up his chin and thought for a few seconds, then said to Sheldon, “I’ll go see Eleanor.”
He wanted to see what the danger was exactly. If there were new monsters blocking the way, he should be able to help.
*
Chu Jiu never expected that the danger Eleanor spoke of was actually the dwarf beastmen themselves.
When Eleanor saw the white-eared little squirrel sitting on the Bodo bird’s back, all the quills on her body stood on end.
If Chu Jiu hadn’t been present, Eleanor probably would have had her tribe drive the little squirrel away on the spot.
What on earth was going on?
Chu Jiu was completely bewildered, and the little squirrel was even more at a loss.
Fortunately, Eleanor maintained her composure and told them the reason.
It turned out that a long, long time ago, the dwarf beastmen and the little chestnut sprites each lived in their own corners, living in peace.
Until one day, decades ago.
Little chestnut sprites who had gone out to collect nuts fell asleep under a tree.
When they woke up, they found themselves kidnapped by the dwarf beastmen!
These dwarf beastmen had taken them to the Sanctuary Valley, trapped them with strange things, and even piled up a very high stack of firewood beside them!
When night fell, the dwarf beastmen lit a bonfire. The flames shot up so high, and the wood crackled so fiercely!
The chestnut sprites, who were already afraid of fire, huddled together and shivered.
Even more terrifying, they heard the dwarf beastmen discussing:
“This one’s done, peel it open.”
“That one, roast it more, it smells delicious.”
Chestnut sprites: Ahhh, they’re going to roast us! Ahhh!
The terrified chestnut sprites used all their strength to break free from the restraints on their bodies and fled back to Sunny Plateau overnight.
From then on, the chestnut sprites tried to avoid the Sanctuary Valley as much as possible and would never actively interact with the dwarf beastmen.
The older chestnut sprites all knew about these things.
But Sheldon, being young and often daydreaming when the elders imparted knowledge, only knew that “chestnut sprites and dwarf beastmen hadn’t interacted for a long time” but didn’t know about such a terrifying story.
After listening to what Eleanor said, Chu Jiu was even more confused.
He looked at the silent little squirrel beside him and then at the little chestnut sprite with an unhappy face, and voiced his doubts:
“But… the dwarf beastmen, they only eat vegetarian food.”
The little chestnut sprites’ eyes widened one by one: “…Ah?”
Chu Jiu said with certainty, “Really, they don’t eat meat at all.”
Chu Jiu had discovered this long ago:
There was no meat in the dwarf beastmen’s diet.
Although they would hunt monsters, it was to obtain their fur, and they wouldn’t eat their meat.
No matter how delicious the roasted chicken legs or lamb chops Chu Jiu made, they held no appeal for them and would even make them shy away.
Although the little chestnut sprites looked very much like chestnuts, they were genuine “animals,” not… plants.
In this case, how could the little squirrel have kidnapped the prickly chestnut sprites to roast and eat them?
At this moment, the blacksmith squirrel, who hadn’t spoken all along, twitched its white ears and said slowly:
“Back then, the dwarf beastman, maybe, was me.”
!
The little chestnut sprites were like a pot that had exploded. Some quickly darted to the surroundings, while others pulled out weapons made of various sharp thorns, pointing them menacingly at the blacksmith squirrel.
Even Chu Jiu was incredibly surprised and doubtful: Mr. Blacksmith, what are you…?
The blacksmith squirrel opened its satchel and shook out something from inside: “This, is it, the thing that tied you up, thing?”
Chief Eleanor, amidst the cries of the others, “Chief, be careful!” “That might be a madman who eats chestnut sprites!”, calmly hopped forward a few times, looked carefully, and even reached out her little arms to tug at it: “Dark brown, elastic… I wasn’t a witness to the incident back then. But this thing does look very similar to what the elders described.”
Chu Jiu was first stunned, then took a closer look:
Wasn’t this the sleeping bag that the little squirrel used every day?
…Wait, from the chestnut sprites’ perspective, they were “kidnapped” while resting at the edge of the forest, “trapped,” and threatened by “fire.”
But from the dwarf beastmen’s perspective, it might have been a completely different story!
Chu Jiu immediately remembered the experience of the human boy Eric back then.
Chu Jiu’s mind raced, and he said to the terrified chestnut sprites and the angry Eleanor:
“Please wait a moment!”
“I trust Mr. Blacksmith’s character. Please listen to his explanation!”
The white-eared little squirrel gave Chu Jiu a grateful look and began to speak slowly and with difficulty.
Back then, when the blacksmith squirrel and its companions came to the edge of the forest, they found the ground covered with chestnuts.
They were overjoyed and immediately gathered all the nuts, preparing to take them back and share them.
But when they were taking the chestnuts out, they realized: Whoa, some of the chestnuts weren’t chestnuts, they were their neighbors, those little chestnut sprites!
They quickly moved the sleeping chestnut sprites into sleeping bags and carefully placed them aside.
Because the temperature difference between day and night in the Sanctuary Valley was large, they were afraid that the chestnut sprites from the warm forest would get cold, so they specially built a bonfire.
They didn’t know what chestnut sprites usually ate, but thinking that since they were chestnut sprites, they would probably love to eat chestnuts, so they put the collected chestnuts on the bonfire to roast…
While roasting, the chestnut sprites lying in the sleeping bags suddenly jumped out one by one!
The dwarf beastmen, who already had difficulty speaking and could only utter one word at a time, didn’t even have time to say anything before they were poked all over by the chestnut sprites, and then they watched them all run away!
The dwarf beastmen, who had been inexplicably poked, were also quite young themselves, so they could only return to the underground city, find their chief, and cry loudly.
When the dwarf beastman chief heard about this, he was of course furious: What an ungrateful chestnut sprite tribe! Never interact with them again!
After listening to the white-eared little squirrel’s words, the chestnut sprites collectively fell silent.
Why… was there such a big difference between this and the version they knew?
Eleanor carefully sized up the white-eared little squirrel and finally looked at Chu Jiu uncertainly.
The white-eared little squirrel also looked at Chu Jiu and said with difficulty, “Friend, in front of you, no lie.”
Chu Jiu frowned slightly and said to Eleanor, “In my opinion… what Mr. Blacksmith said is indeed the truth.”
Chu Jiu didn’t deliberately try to paint a picture of the dwarf beastmen’s character. He simply recounted the friendship story he already knew between Mr. Blacksmith and the human boy.
After listening, Eleanor was still somewhat hesitant.
After all, “dwarf beastmen, those with sharp teeth, will crunch, crunch, crunch and eat chestnut sprites” was a story she had heard since she was little.
Now, suddenly being told that “there’s another side to this story” was quite a big twist.
Chu Jiu saw this.
He thought for a moment and suggested, “If everyone is still worried, why don’t you come with me to the underground city in the Sanctuary Valley this time?”
He then looked at the blacksmith squirrel: “I think, after the chief learns the truth of what happened back then, he wouldn’t refuse chestnut sprites who can bring many, many nuts, right?”
The white-eared little squirrel affirmed, “Won’t refuse. Will welcome.”
Eleanor didn’t respond for a moment.
The other chestnut sprites also looked at each other with doubts in their hearts, or secretly sized up the little squirrel: Were they really not madmen who ate chestnut sprites?
At this moment, Sheldon, who was always the most daring, raised his thin little arm: “I, I believe Teacher Chu Jiu’s judgment.”
“I’m not afraid of dwarf beastmen, I’m willing… I’m willing to go to the underground city!”
Eleanor closed her eyes for a long while, and finally opened them, saying, “Go then.”
“If it really… really was all a misunderstanding, we are willing to offer three bags of nuts to express our sincerity.”
“Furthermore, we will sign an agreement with the dwarf beastmen to exchange nuts for the pottery they fire.”
Thus, another group joined the journey to the Sanctuary Valley.
Little chestnut sprite Sheldon, with his companions, rode on the Bodo bird, following behind Chu Jiu.
*
After Chief Squirrel listened to Sheldon’s explanation of “from the chestnut sprites’ perspective, we really thought it was a kidnapping,” his first reaction was, how could that be?
How could anyone see a bonfire and feel scared, thinking they were going to be roasted and eaten?
Wasn’t fire the warmest and brightest substance?
Every one of the dwarf beastmen’s superb skills couldn’t be separated from fire.
Besides, if you were really afraid of fire, how would you dare to enter our underground city?
The underground city is full of torches everywhere.
Chief Squirrel’s ears twitched, his black button-like eyes full of suspicion.
Fortunately, Chu Jiu was right beside him.
Chu Jiu patiently told the golden-belted squirrel that the customs of chestnut sprites and dwarf beastmen were indeed very different.
For a very, very long time, they didn’t use fire and were afraid of it.
It was only recently that they had overcome this fear and learned to use fire to cook food.
And this Sheldon in front of you, this future chief of the chestnut sprites, is the bravest and most skilled at using fire among them.
Although Chief Squirrel didn’t exactly trust the chestnut sprites, he had a very good impression of Chu Jiu, the human who had brought gems and pacified the monsters in the underground river, and was willing to consider him a friend.
Seeing that his human friend had said so, Chief Squirrel pondered for a long time and said to the chestnut sprites:
“We, talk.”
“Talk first, then, trade.”
Just like that, little chestnut sprite Sheldon stayed in Chief Squirrel’s residence and began to tell them about the history and customs of the chestnut sprites…
And Chief Squirrel also used gestures and spoke word by word to Sheldon about the habits and specialties of the dwarf beastmen…
In short, the atmosphere was good.
Seeing everything progressing smoothly, Chu Jiu let the fluffy creatures communicate amicably on their own.
He first used a handful of gems to order [Fire-resistant Clay] and [Limestone] and other ores from other little squirrels. Then, he took Little Can and Rawr Rawr Rabbit and left the underground city, heading straight for the sugarcane forest.
*
“Rawr rawr rawr, so this is the sugarcane forest!”
Rawr Rawr Rabbit ran back and forth around the sugarcane forest, its long ears constantly swaying, clearly extremely excited.
“Rawr rawr rawr, they all grow so well! So thick!” Rawr Rawr Rabbit touched the purple sugarcane and praised loudly.
After saying that, the little rabbit lay down on the ground again, sniffing the black soil with its little nose: “Rawr rawr rawr, it’s so fertile! Does it need so much organic matter!”
Gradually, the little rabbit fell into a state of “oblivious to others, talking to itself.”
It dug up soil to smell and even taste it, bent down to scoop up river water to lick it, and then broke open sugarcane leaves to examine them carefully…
It looked like an extremely serious and fully engaged research rabbit.
Chu Jiu had been thinking before about whether to take advantage of Rawr Rawr Rabbit’s research on the sugarcane forest to do some gathering nearby.
But seeing rawr rawr Rabbit’s focused appearance now, Chu Jiu didn’t dare go anywhere.
Not to mention whether a monster would come and snatch the little rabbit away, he was even worried that Rawr Rawr Rabbit itself would accidentally slip and fall into the river.
So, Chu Jiu had no choice but to set up bamboo baskets by the river and fish and catch shrimp with Little Can.
In the evening, he and Little Can would catch the engrossed Rawr Rawr Rabbit again and put it by the campfire to feed it.
This kind of life lasted for three days.
On the morning of the fourth day, Rawr Rawr Rabbit hopped over, sugarcane peel on its head and black mud on its face:
“Rawr rawr rawr rawr, I’ve figured out what to do, rawr rawr rawr!”
“First of all, this cultivation must be done next spring when it’s warmer!”
“Also, I need to add more and more fertilizer, I need to make the soil looser…”
Rawr Rawr Rabbit chattered non-stop, and finally concluded:
“If we follow my new ideas, the success rate can definitely be increased to more than 50%, Rawr rawr rawr!”
At this moment, the system also popped up a notification:
[Spirit Beast No. 2 has triggered “Growth.”]
[Current Growth Level of Spirit Beast No. 2: Level 3]
[Spirit Beast has learned the new Active Skill “Soil Analysis.” After the spirit beast uses this skill, it can detect and analyze the soil at any location. The effectiveness of the analysis results will be affected by various factors such as the spirit beast’s own state and the current environment.]
Hmm? A very good skill.
With this skill, [Creative Breeding] will be much easier to do in the future!
After sharing this notification with Rawr Rawr Rabbit, the little guy became even more excited. Its “rawr rawr” was so loud that even the fish in the river curiously poked their heads out: What’s going on? Where did such a loud monster come from?
*
Since sugarcane cultivation had to be done in spring, Chu Jiu wasn’t in a hurry to send Rawr Rawr Rabbit back to Bean Village.
Rawr Rawr Rabbit itself also blinked its eyes, indicating that it wanted to go down the underground river on a bamboo raft together, rawring that maybe there were strange crops there too!
So Chu Jiu put the little guy back in his backpack again and returned to the underground city with the two little ones.
He planned to go down the river that very day.
When they returned to the underground city, Sheldon hadn’t left yet.
When the little chestnut sprite saw Chu Jiu return, it excitedly jumped over:
“Teacher! I signed an agreement with the dwarf beastmen on behalf of our tribe!”
“Not only pots and pans, but the dwarf beastmen can also help us fire other things!”
Chu Jiu: “Oh? Other things?”
Sheldon: “Yes, yes! They can help us fire toys!”
The little chestnut sprite took out its treasured ultra-miniature ceramic pony: “Look, look! I have a little pony! Isn’t it cute!”
Chu Jiu nodded repeatedly: “Mm, cute.”
It was just so small that it was almost invisible.
Over here, the golden-belted little squirrel also came over, happily thanking Chu Jiu:
“Thank you, our friend.”
“We, winter, no worry nuts.”
“With chestnut sprites, trade, stable.”
For the dwarf beastmen who had to count their nuts to get through winter, such a trade was simply the guarantee they dreamed of.
However, the only thing both sides found a bit inconvenient was the location of the transaction.
After much discussion, the chestnut sprites still had to ride the Bodo birds over to “place orders,” and the dwarf beastmen would deliver the finished pottery to Sunny Plateau afterward.
Due to the long and bumpy journey, accidents such as broken pottery and lost nuts were inevitable.
But neither side had a better solution for the time being.
A hint of confusion appeared in Chief Squirrel’s eyes:
“Before, should be, more convenient.”
“But… forgot.”
Hearing this, Chu Jiu couldn’t help but recall that not long ago, when he was discussing the “vending point” with the little chestnut sprites, Eleanor had also said something similar.
Eleanor had said at the time that there used to be a more convenient way for chestnut sprites to trade with humans and other races. And they “didn’t have to ride Bodo birds everywhere.”
But no matter how hard Eleanor tried, she couldn’t remember exactly how it was done.
Eleanor’s reaction was actually very similar to Chief Squirrel’s current reaction.
Could it be… that they were talking about the same thing?
Just as he was thinking, Chief Squirrel waved at Chu Jiu: “Friend! Friend!”
Chu Jiu: “Hmm hmm?”
A bright smile was on Chief Squirrel’s face: “Friend, we, thank you!”
If this human hadn’t insisted on bringing the chestnut sprites and helped us explain the misunderstanding, how could we have such a stable source of nuts?
Now our dwarf beastman tribe has resumed the smelting and forging that was interrupted by the monsters, and we have precious “gems” and abundant nuts. These are the best days we’ve had in many years!
All of this is inseparable from our human friend!
Chief Squirrel raised his little paw high: “We, for you, gift!”
Chu Jiu was quite surprised: “Gift? Ah, I can already earn a lot from trading ‘gems’ with you, so there’s no need…”
Chief Squirrel looked stubborn again:
“Gift, already, prepared!”
“You, follow me.”
Chief Squirrel led Chu Jiu at a trot all the way to the plaza without explanation.
Chu Jiu had already noticed when he passed the plaza that there was a dark, cylindrical object in the center, covered with animal hide cloth, making it impossible to tell what the cylindrical object was.
Chief Squirrel waved his paw: “Uncover it!”
The little squirrel guards looked excited and simultaneously pulled off the animal hide, then looked at Chu Jiu with anticipation.
Chu Jiu: ?!!!
Chief Squirrel rubbed his paws excitedly:
“Gift! Very good!”
“You, statue!”
In the center of the plaza stood—
A stone statue the same height as Chu Jiu.
Chu Jiu, wearing pioneer clothes, with a backpack behind him, Little Can sitting on his shoulder, holding gems in his left hand and nuts in his right hand.
It could be seen that the dwarf beastmen had fully displayed their talents, carving it with meticulous detail, even Little Can’s whiskers were lifelike.
Below the statue were a title and a small description:
[Friend of the Sprites and His Companion: Chu Jiu, a pioneer from Bean Village, with his bravery, justice, and kindness, together with his beautiful and powerful companion, brought us hope and dreams!]
Chu Jiu stared at the statue dumbfounded for a long time, then slowly squatted down and hugged his head.
Help, help, this is too embarrassing, too awkward, I can’t breathe, can I run away!
The little squirrels beside him:
Wow, our friend is so happy!
Is he so happy he’s about to cry!
He must really like it!
Yes, he loves it!
