Chapter 12: The Great Flood III

After that, he didn't know anything.

When he opened his eyes again, he was on the huge wooden ship—the kind of bump he was familiar with, for he and his mother had been driven to the ship for the long journey to Rome after they had been captured in Bengal.

So, after having played that roll in the cabin just now, he understood—though he couldn't figure out how he was on a boat! What the hell was going on? But he was so badly wounded that even with the hatch open, he wouldn't be able to get up, let alone escape!

"Looks like they didn't want my life! Looks like they got me here!" Bunka felt a little more at ease as he thought back to what the children had said. "But no matter where I am now, sooner or later I will return to the gladiatorial arena! I will avenge that hateful woman, and her crying son, who killed my mother! I will never forget those two faces, and sooner or later, I will tear them apart with my own hands, I swear!"

He secretly made up his mind, as if this was the only straw he could hold on to right now.

"Woo woo, it's so dark here, but I can still smell the smell of the prairie. A cute voice came from outside the hatch, and then Bangka saw a small round head sticking out of the door - as a Bengal white tiger, Bangka had amazing night vision - the sacred grass was held in his arms, and the little ghost light it emitted was not enough to reach the hatch, but he still saw it clearly.

He had never seen such an animal, and he looked round all over, wrapped in thick fur, and looked fleshy and cute. His coat was pure white, with black round patches scattered across it, and his round eyes were surrounded by two round patches that were also diagonally opposed.

The little one looked fat and strong, and he crawled slowly into the cabin of the bunka on his thick limbs.

Behind him was a white lamb carrying another strange-looking animal on its back.

It was a gray-blue bear with big ears and no tail behind him, and he was clinging to the lamb's neck like a clingy child, muttering fragmented words from his mouth: "He-he's so big! He's-he's so white! He's-he's glowing!"

Bangka knew that it was the divine grass in his arms that was making him glow!

"Don't scream, Koala, beware of waking him up!" the little fleshy guy in front of him whispered, alerting the bear on the lamb's back.

In fact, he looks about the same size as the little white tiger, but judging from the childishness on his face, he is still just a child.

"Panda, I can see clearly, he's a tiger! let's not go in, what if he suddenly jumps up and bites us?" said the lamb timidly to the little one.

The fact that all three of them could speak human language really scared Bangka!

He had never heard of animal names like "Koala" and "Panda", and the appearance of the two little ones was so peculiar that Bangka's eyes widened unconsciously.

"Look, he's watching us!" exclaimed the lamb.

"He seems to be injured, and he looks so pitiful!" said the panda, leaning forward again, "I can guarantee that he won't bite us, and oh, it's all because I'm in a hurry, I should have brought him some fresh bamboo!"

When the little sheep heard this, her face showed a very embarrassed expression, and she forced a smile and said helplessly: "He is a tiger, and tigers eat meat!"

"Eating some bamboo once in a while is good for them and can avoid constipation!" said the panda, as if he didn't understand the lamb's words.

"Haha, poop - koalas have eaten their mother's poop since they were kids!" the bear on the lamb's back cried out with joy.

"Okay, don't say it, I'm sick to death!" Panda immediately made a vomiting expression when he heard him say this, "But look at him seems to be dying, you see his front legs, they must have been broken! Oh, let me take a closer look! Oh my God, he still has a lot of broken bones and muscles, if you don't treat him quickly, he will definitely be paralyzed!"

Bangka was secretly taken aback when he heard the panda say this: "How can he see this?"

"Panda, you're amazing, your eyes seem to be able to see through!" the lamb exclaimed behind the panda.

"I'm not that good, I just know a little bit about the principles of the meridians, so I can see where he's hurt. As the panda spoke, he took a few more steps forward, and when Bangka saw the concern in his eyes, he suddenly felt a warm heart. "I'm from China, and everyone we know this, so we all use the way of the pulse to treat people!"

"We—we all have bags, koalas have bags, kangaroos have bags!" the bear on the lamb's back screamed even more merrily.

The panda stretched out a chubby paw to touch Bangka's body, but he suddenly stopped: "Don't mess around now, or it will hurt him!"

"What should I do then?" asked the lamb anxiously.

"You go back with me and get some chrysanthemum flowers, the herb can make the animal unconscious, so that I can take the bones for him!

The panda said, turning around, and was about to crawl out. At this time, Bangka wanted to stretch out his front paws to grab the cute-looking animal, but found that he couldn't move at all, so he called softly, "Wait!"

The panda turned his head and stared at him blankly, "Are you calling me?"

"Thank you—why did you save me?"

"Haha, it turns out that you can also speak? Koala and I only spoke after listening to Dura's words and eating the sacred grass!"

"I could have spoken, though I don't know how I could have been!"

"That means we are very fateful! The word 'fate,' do you know? This is a Chinese word, which means that no matter what we meet, there is a reason for it, and we should cherish it! Therefore, if I can meet you on the ark, it will be the same! What's more, I can save you, of course, I can't die without saving you! Don't worry, I brought a lot of herbs with me before boarding the ark! I will definitely cure you!"

"I'm a tiger, aren't you afraid to cure me, I'll eat you?"

"On this ark, the meat-eating animals can only be vegetarians! Otherwise, he will be driven off the ark!" "The panda is actually deceiving Bangka, those carnivorous animals have long been locked in the bottom cabin of the ark by Grandpa Noah, and the old man will take some jerky to feed them on time.