Chapter 127: No Pretty Little Sister
In the end, after a verbal battle with the two mentors, in the end, the Zhanmo mentor was definitely dragged away by the other mentors, with a full of anger.
Feng Ye, this bastard boy, don't let him catch him!
"Why are you stunned, or do you want to clean the thatched house for half a year?" Looking at Feng Ge who was biting on the osmanthus cake in a daze, Mentor Lanfeng said with a smile.
Hearing this, Feng Ge immediately became excited, swallowed the osmanthus cake in one bite, and ran away in minutes, with an astonishing speed.
However, before she could run a few meters, she actually fell back again, "That, mentor, where is the zoo?" ”
"West." Mentor Blue Wind said lightly.
Feng Ge nodded, and immediately ran towards the west.
That's right, for the bad behavior of the two in the Ancient Forest, punishment is naturally indispensable.
And Mentor Blue Wind gave them two choices, one is to clean the thatched house of the whole school for three months, and the second is to go to the military academy and be a shovel officer for three months!
Mentor Blue Wind's punishment for the two of them is very simple, for a year, go to the zoo and be a shovel officer for three months!!
Eating, drinking, Lazar and sleeping are all in charge, and the monster has to be responsible for delivering the baby cub when it gives birth!
In comparison, Feng Ge of course chose the latter, facing a group of demonic beasts, no matter how it is said, it is better than facing a bunch of rice fields.
There were still two hours left before the warrior class in the afternoon, and Feng Ge could only obediently go to the zoo to report.
In fact, when he thought of the face of the Zhan Mo Mentor just now, Feng Ge simply wanted to stay in the beast park and not leave.
The animal park of the Imperial Capital Military Academy is the only place in the entire Starry Night Continent where demonic beasts are domesticated.
In this world, there is no existence similar to the beast tamer in fantasy, and there is no contract that can completely bind the beast.
Human beings have no way to control adult monsters, let alone domesticate them.
However, human beings are unwilling to give up the powerful power of Warcraft, so they can only use this way of captive pets to let Warcraft be kept in the beast park from birth and domesticated, hoping that after being raised, it can assist in the battle on the battlefield.
However, the demonic beasts domesticated in the beastyard, let alone fighting on the battlefield, have no human feeding, and they don't even have the ability to hunt.
It's like a tiger raised in a zoo that has lost its wildness as a monster.
Because it could not achieve the expected effect, over time, the beastyard of the Imperial Capital Military Academy naturally declined, and only some mount monsters could be domesticated.
And the person who feeds Warcraft on weekdays is just a sloppy and sloppy **.
At this moment, Na Hao ** was sitting in the beast garden, looking Feng Ge up and down with disgust.
"That bastard boy of Lan Feng has lied to the old man again, saying that he will be a beautiful young lady this time, but he is a bear boy who has not grown any hair." looked at Feng Ge, and looked disgusted.
Hearing this, Feng Ge silently took out an apple, wiped it on his body, took a sip, and said with a calm face, "The beautiful young lady doesn't have one, the ugly boy has one, and if you don't accept me, I'll go back." "When she wants to come to this place?
"What are you going to go, did the old man say let you go? The bear boy is the bear boy, and he doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, give me an apple. Looking at Feng Ge, he said.
"It's gone." Nibbling on the apple, Feng Ge was serious, and the person who could snatch food from her hand might not have been born yet.
Looking at Feng Ge, he was decisively unhappy, "Go and go, clean up the beastyard for me." ”
Feng Ge pursed his lips, isn't the beastyard just one no matter how big it is? There are at least 30 thatched houses in the school.
(Battlefield Literature)