A small head poked out from behind the snowdrift, followed by the whole body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Vicky looked at the creature crawling over and said uncertainly, "Yes, it's a beaver?"

Caroline relieved herself, walked to the front, and stretched out a hand to the beaver approaching, and her mouth made a teasing little animal tsk: "Come here, little thing, come, come closer." ”

Roger's eyes lit up, and he licked his lips hungrily, "Hold it, Caroline, I haven't eaten a beaver yet." ”

The beaver crawled up to Caroline's hand, stood upright on its hind legs, looked at her hand, and said in an unhappy tone, "Are you deliberately teasing me? "Its voice is a bit muffled, and it's clearly audible as a male.

"Uh...... I'm sorry. Caroline took a few awkward steps back, apologetically.

And Vicky sat on the ground with her mouth wide open, trembling all over, and her hands kept groping in her pajamas.

Roger hurriedly went over and helped her up: "What's wrong with you? You were handjobed, why are you still messing around..."

Vicky pursed her lips and said in a somewhat manic tone, "No! How can animals talk! This is impossible! What about my medicine, what about my medicine!"

Roger looked at Vicky's state and pressed her shoulder hard: "What medicine?"

"Risperidone (for psychiatric disorders) give me! No, I don't want to take medicine! Animals can talk! I've seen it! Talking ......"

"Did I scare her? Hasn't she seen a beaver?" the beaver looked at the crazy Vicky strangely.

"What's wrong with her, it's okay. Caroline said with concern.

Roger frowned and muttered, "No, she's really mentally ill." Then he made a neck cut motion at Caroline.

Caroline said uncertainly, "Do you need to do this? It hurts." ”

"It's better to knock her out. It's best to give her a needle to tranquilize in this mental state, but unfortunately we don't. Vicky had already begun to crouch on the ground with her head covered and muttering to herself.

"Okay. Caroline nodded, walked up behind Vicky, and with a wave of her hand, Vicky fell to the ground.

The beaver touched its neck with one of its paws, as if it had hit it, and then it asked, "Are you Roger and Caroline?"

Roger crouched down and stared at the beaver longingly: "If you fry yourself and put it in front of me, I'll tell you." ”

Caroline pulled him aside: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he's joking, I'm Caroline, how do you know my name?"

Beaver clawed: "Thomas told me about you before he was arrested. ”

Caroline asked with concern, "Is he okay then?"

The beaver glanced around and lowered his voice: "Come with me, this is not a place for small talk." "After saying that, he ran away first.

"You can't just want us to go with you with a name, who knows if you're trying to trick us into going to a secluded place to rob us or something. Roger asked Caroline, who was about to follow.

The beaver stopped, turned back and said, "You must be Roger, Thomas said you always call him the goat." ”

"That's right, I don't think I can treat you as a supper. Roger said in a regretful tone.

Caroline smiled dryly and explained, "Heh, hehe, he means he's so hungry and wants to have a late-night snack." ”

The beaver nodded with a rich expression: "Bring your companions and hurry up, let's go to a safe place." ”

Caroline picked up the package and followed the beaver: "The bag is too heavy for you to handle, so take care of Vicky." ”

Roger looked at his little arms and legs, and didn't even try to carry her, but simply pulled one of Vicky's arms and dragged him away like a dead dog.

Thankfully, the snow here is thick enough.

The beaver led the three of them all the way through the mountains and forests, and finally passed through a small canyon before evening and came to the foot of the mountain.

The forest below the hill had cleared a clearing, and a building that looked like a bowl was clasped upside down in the middle.

The beaver pointed to the small house made of various branches with one paw and said, "This is the rose hut." Hopefully she's already cooked. ”

Caroline, who was carrying Vicky on her back (I really couldn't stand Roger's caregiver practices), praised: "Oh~ so cute. ”

"It's cute, it looks like a grave circle. Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to starve. There wasn't even a rabbit on this broken mountain. Roger urged with a shriveled travel bag. Because Caroline had to carry Vicky on her back, most of her guns were hidden in a hollow in a dead tree, and Roger only brought a few for self-defense.

The beaver coughed dryly on the side: "Ahem, this is just a prototype, there are still many unsatisfactory places, which need to be added and rested... However, I'm sure you'll be amazed at what it looks like in the end. ”

Caroline smiled and said, "No, it's actually pretty good." ”

The beaver mouse-like face made a smiling motion, pushed the fence open, and led the two inside.

The mother beaver, who heard the movement, came out of the house: "Are you back? When he saw Roger, he was surprised and greeted him, "I really didn't expect that I could still look forward to this day, the arrival of mankind!"

"Come in and warm up, and let us prepare some food for you, and do your best to be a landlord." The mother beaver enthusiastically pulled Roger and Caroline into the house: "I'm sorry, it's a mess at home, this guy is always too lazy to do housework." ”

Caroline placed Vicky in a small chair and sat down with Roger at the small dining table.

The mother beaver put the plate in front of them: "Hungry, come and try the dried fish." ”

Caroline looked at the dried fish mixed with some pine blocks, and pushed it to Roger with concern.

Roger asked Caroline with his eyes, can't she really roast a beaver to eat......

Caroline looked helpless, people are intelligent creatures who can talk and think! Don't always think about eating them!

Reading Caroline's eyes, Roger had no choice but to retreat, looking at the small fish that had not been scaled or dirty, pinched one with his fingers (because there was no cutlery), and stuffed it into his mouth with an expressionless face. Caroline stared at Roger intensely, trying to see the change in his expression.

Roger didn't move, eating one after another quickly, and after a while, even the plate that Caroline pushed over was eaten.

Caroline looked at Roger, who looked as usual, and asked curiously, "How does it taste?"

"The scales are not chewy, the flesh is hard, and the internal organs will squirt out when you bite hard, and because it is food for animals, there is no salt or less salt, so the fishy smell and the smell of fish dirty are mixed together. Roger gritted his teeth and commented.

Caroline was dumbfounded, and looked at him with a ghostly look: "Then you still eat so much?"

"Will you cook or will I cook?" two kitchen idiots can destroy the world together..."Roger rolled his eyes and said, "Since you can't cook your own food, you can only eat fish made by others." ”

Caroline: "......"

You should enjoy the fish poop all the time, I'd rather starve to death......