Chapter 16

Second update! Congratulations to wo94shuaige on your birthday, I can't add an extra chapter, but I can offer my best wishes!

"Then how can you believe me?" Cook had no choice but to ask in great distress.

"Believe you? Do you think humans are worth believing?" The chipmunk, perhaps relying on its height, poked its whole head out, but the big tail behind it gave it away. Cook couldn't help but laugh, remembering how rabbits, being naturally timid, would crouch on the ground at the slightest movement, their ears standing up high, making them easy targets in the winter wheat fields.

"How can they not be worth believing? How much meat can a little body like yours have?" Cook said disdainfully.

"Go to hell, you human." The chipmunk was enraged and threw an unknown nut at Cook.

"Ha ha, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to find what I need." Seeing the chipmunk's appearance, Cook couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Ah ah ah ah!" The chipmunk immediately started to scream. (I don't know the chipmunk's call, so I chose randomly!)

"My goodness! You actually called for help!" Cook's face turned green, because the call meant "humans are coming, run!" Clearly, it was a warning. Cook was furious.

"Hmph, I'm sticking with you today. Let's see who's faster." The chipmunk puffed out its cheeks, showing two large front teeth, and bared them at Cook.

"You!" Cook was disheartened. He couldn't catch this little thing, and if he didn't chase it, he would have no prey. He felt quite helpless.

"Ha ha, ha ha. Can't do anything about me?" The chipmunk laughed loudly, the sound grating on Cook's ears.

"Click click!" But the little thing on Cook's collar waved its two front legs in a threatening manner, even making a clicking sound.

"Ha ha, you're killing me, a boastful spider." The chipmunk made a very human-like gesture, opening its mouth wide and laughing.

"Whoosh!" Cook saw the little thing jump from his collar and land directly on a branch nearly ten meters high.

"Ouch!" The chipmunk couldn't have expected the little thing to have such good jumping ability and was immediately stuck to it.

"Uh!" Then Cook saw a surprising scene: just a few strands of spider silk were enough to tightly bind the chipmunk, which was hundreds of times larger, making it unable to move.

"Ha ha, ha ha, well done, little thing!" Cook laughed heartily as the little thing returned to his collar, having dragged the chipmunk back.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything!" Before Cook could speak, the chipmunk begged loudly.

"Uh, one question, why are you the only chipmunk who can speak so fluently?" Cook asked, very puzzled, because other chipmunks could only make simple sounds.

"Chipmunk! You actually call me a chipmunk. Open your eyes and look carefully, am I a chipmunk?" The chipmunk suddenly shouted loudly.

"Uh, then what are you?" Cook looked but saw no difference.

"I'm a mutant chipmunk, a mutant chipmunk. Look, isn't my fur smoother, the color deeper, and my mind sharper?" The chipmunk answered very proudly.

"Uh, then tell me where to find prey, um! The more ferocious, the better! And red-tailed grass, cassava leaves." Cook waved a shiny dagger in his hand, planning to give this guy to someone to vent their anger.

"I'll tell, I'll tell!" The chipmunk immediately nodded.

"Um!" Cook lifted the chipmunk, bound in spider silk, and asked as he walked.

With the help of the traitorous chipmunk, Cook easily found the cassava leaves. Cassava is a vine plant that usually grows near sunny cliffs, and its tubers are edible. Cook asked in confusion, "Can this thing invigorate?"

"Don't know!" The chipmunk answered very cooperatively.

"Then can this red-tailed grass treat indigestion?" Cook held a red plant, about ten centimeters tall, with red-tipped leaves.

"Don't know, but I know that yellow thorn fruit can relieve pain." The chipmunk added.

"Uh, relieve pain?" Cook had a vague idea in his mind but couldn't grasp the inspiration.

"Um, but the yellow thorn fruit that can relieve pain is a bit different, with a bit of red at the bottom." The chipmunk explained.

"Take me to see it." Cook decided to go and see.

When Cook appeared with one hand holding a large python, his back carrying two bundles of grass, and a chipmunk hanging from his waist, the guards burst out laughing.

"Kid, good job, but what do you plan to do with this little thing, stew it or grill it?" A guard pointed at the chipmunk on Cook's waist.

"Uh, to vent someone's anger." Cook shrugged and answered.

"Vent anger, ha ha, good idea!" The guard laughed heartily.

"Bang! Laughing at what?" But soon the guard was hit by something. Everyone saw that Lori, riding a lion-like creature, had whipped the guard with its tail.

"Big guy, hello!" The chipmunk's eyes lit up when it saw the lion-like creature and greeted it.

"Thank you, I need red-tailed grass right now." To everyone's surprise, the large creature swallowed a bundle of grass that Cook had brought back, chewed it forcefully, and seemed to enjoy it.

A guard couldn't help but pinch another person, "Am I dreaming?"

"No, brother, I'm the one dreaming!" The other person pinched back, smiling.

"Ah!!!" The first person screamed in pain.

"Back, but can you handle this thing?" Lori smiled and asked Cook.

"Can! Can!" Cook nodded quickly, unable to resist. This Lori had a temper like a young lady, unpredictable, and the more she smiled, the more Cook was on edge.

"Um, what do you plan to do with this little thing, stew it?" Lori then pointed at the chipmunk.

"Milady, this little thing is very intelligent, almost like a human. It calls itself a mutant chipmunk." Cook quickly betrayed it.

"Uh, high intelligence, that's rare. Give it to me!" Lori looked at the chipmunk in surprise.

"Sure!" Cook handed it over very willingly, feeling much more relaxed.

"This is the yellow thorn fruit, where did you find it?" Lori then pointed to the yellow fruit with black spines hanging from Cook's waist.

"Yellow thorn fruit?" Cook asked in confusion.

"You don't recognize it and still dared to pick it?" Lori asked in surprise.

"This little thing said it can relieve pain, so I brought it back to check." Cook explained quickly.

"Ha ha, your talent isn't bad, but the juice extracted from the roots of this fruit is even better for pain relief." Lori smiled and instructed.

"Uh, thank you, Milady, I didn't expect you to know about alchemy." Cook quickly flattered her, feeling awkward calling her "Milady."

"Magicians are the most knowledgeable people!" Lori answered seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Cook didn't dare to contradict and nodded quickly.

"Let's go, heat up the bathwater, use mountain spring water, not river water." Lori then instructed haughtily.

"Mountain spring water?" Cook asked in confusion.

"Um, mountain spring water is clean!" Lori's answer made Cook sweat profusely. Is there environmental pollution in this world too?

"Also, don't process your large python near the camp, because a magician's food is only two things: bread and water!" Lori instructed, looking quite pleased.

"Bread and water?" Cook looked at Lori's figure in confusion, wondering if it could be maintained on bread and water.

"Bang! What are you looking at? Men are all the same!" Cook was then blasted away by a powerful force.

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