Chapter 330: Discrimination

As in a fairy tale, the little girl had brilliant blonde hair, brown boots, and a red velvet hooded dress with two shawls extending from her shoulders and a ribbon around her neck.

It's like stepping out of a stage play.

Several players are no longer five or six years old, and they are not excited at all by seeing characters from fairy tale books.

On the contrary, if you look at it with normal human thinking,

The appearance of such a little red riding hood, which seems to have no fighting ability, in the dense and dark primeval forest, is an extremely strange thing in itself.

Maybe this Little Red Riding Hood is a strong man who is proficient in all eighteen martial arts, can easily hunt demons and monsters, and can even pull an anti-tank bazooka out of his dress if necessary?

So, a few players just crouched in the grass a little farther away, hiding their breath and observing Little Red Riding Hood.

"Uh-huh~"

Little Red Riding Hood was completely unaware that a group of people were secretly peeking at her, and still walked in the woods, bending down from time to time, plucking one or two fresh and elegant flowers, and pinching them in her hands and turning them around.

No anomalies are visible at all.

Only then did a wolf flash out of the woods.

The giant wolf with gray hair, standing on his feet in a humanoid position, at least two meters tall,

Its upper body is an inverted triangle, its burly and muscular thick chest is covered with all kinds of scars left by swords and arrows, its fangs and claws are extremely sharp, like daggers, and its eyes are glittering with bloodlust.

From the looks of it alone, this wolf is simply a ruthless killing machine.

Bob, an old black man, was about to raise the shotgun in his hand and aim and shoot, but the young Latino smoker next to him directly held the muzzle of Bob's shotgun and pressed the barrel down.

"Don't worry."

In a barely inaudible voice, the smoker said quietly, "Let's take a look first." ”

In the sight of all players, Little Red Riding Hood was obviously startled when he saw the big bad wolf suddenly appear.

She subconsciously took a half step back, a look of horror flashed on her face, but as if she had thought of something, she forced herself to calm down, took another step forward, took a deep breath, and looked at the tall werewolf.

The big bad wolf standing in the human form grinned and asked, "Hello, little one, what is in your basket?" ”

"Some completely healthy green snacks that brought my grandmother."

Little Red Riding Hood turned to the side, reached out to cover the basket, and said calmly to the big bad wolf: "I brought food to my grandmother, not to imply that she is sick and unable to live independently and further improve herself.

There is no oppressive aspect of this at all.

Actually, my grandmother was not sick or incapacitated, nor was she mentally disabled.

Of course, even if she has these, it doesn't mean that she is 'unhealthy' than others. ”

Little Red Riding Hood's words seem very strange to the players,

The way she speaks is different from what is described in fairy tales. It's not like an innocent and cute little girl, but like a member of a god-chattering NGO public welfare organization.

But the big bad wolf didn't find anything strange, "Wow, you're such an angel." However, it is not safe for a little girl to walk alone through this primeval forest. ”

Little Red Riding Hood's face instantly showed an offended and angry look, but this expression was quickly masked,

She took a deep breath and said calmly: "I found that your remarks are full of sexist meanings.

Are you implying that I, as a little girl, are incapable of 'crossing the primeval forest'? ”

"Of course not!" The big bad wolf was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Why do you think so?" I'm just offering a little advice. ”

"Humph! Preferably so. ”

Little Red Riding Hood said solemnly: "And I don't think there is any danger in the primeval forest.

Contemporary society's fear of the jungle stems from a cultural model instilled in a patriarchal society that treats the natural world as a resource.

In this cultural model, predators in nature, such as creatures that have the same appearance as you,

It is often perceived by the public as a competitor to compete with humans for natural resources, and a hazard that may endanger the lives of people in the vicinity.

But I think that with the consolidation of the reign of Her Majesty the Snow Queen,

All living beings who have been marginalized by contemporary society can get out of the predicament and exist freely in a way of life that is accepted by the vast majority of living beings.

So, I'm not afraid of primeval forests, and I don't think there's danger in them. ”

Little Red Riding Hood's words were really leaky, and the level was extremely high, and the big bad wolf couldn't help but be shocked, and even several players not far away were stunned in place.

Is this still the innocent and ignorant Little Red Riding Hood in fairy tales?

How do you feel like an environmentalist speaking at a press conference in the Western media?

Little Red Riding Hood said that, ignoring the big bad wolf who was standing in place, walked straight forward.

The big bad wolf froze in place for a second or two, then let Little Red Riding Hood pass by and disappear into the woods.

Then, under the incredible eyes of several players, the wolf leaped high, trampled on the trunk of the towering tree, jumped out of the canopy, and the rabbit fell like a sharp arrow, galloping away in a certain direction.

Several players reacted instantly, according to the fairy tale plot, the big bad wolf should be taking a shortcut to Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother's house, preparing to eat her grandmother, put on the latter's clothes, and wait for Little Red Riding Hood to send her to the door.

"Split up!"

John Joyce jerked to his feet from the grass, gritted his teeth, and a word popped out between his teeth.

This wolf's agility is probably still above the player,

Although they still don't know the situation, they will never put the initiative in the hands of the big bad wolf.

Needless to say, John Joyce, Julia, and Leon galloped through the woods, chasing the big bad wolf.

As for the smoker and Bob, they run in the direction of Little Red Riding Hood.

In the forest, several figures chased ghostly.

The running speed of Li Ang and the others is definitely not slow, but the big bad wolf is inevitably too fast.

I saw that the giant wolf was on all fours, shuttling between the canopies of the trees with agility, riding in the dust, not even giving the players a chance to attack, and in a moment he had already rushed to the top of a brick hut, leaned down, rolled to the ground, pushed open the door and rushed in.

The three players arrived at the scene, but heard a wolf howl from inside, and through the window, the players clearly saw the giant wolf open his bloody mouth and swallow an old woman.

Then the giant wolf, with his belly high, took out the old woman's clothes from the closet next to him, put them on his body, and got into the bed.

And at this time, the little red riding hood also jumped over,

Li Ang and the others looked at each other, so they had to turn over and jump onto the roof, watch Little Red Riding Hood jump up, push the door and enter.