Chapter 1108

As his hand gradually drew closer, the pink fox, which had been playing dead in a picture of perfect serenity, instantly flashed to one side, stood upright like a human, and pointed at Lin Cheng with a trembling voice.

"You actually want to eat me?"

"What, humans aren't allowed to eat meat? You're about to kick the bucket anyway, so why not make a little contribution and let me taste what spiritual flesh is really like, hehe." Lin Cheng grinned wickedly and raised his hand, putting on a drooling expression.

"Don't even think about it! Don't you dare catch me!"

Without a word, the pink fox darted straight toward the window, clearly trying to escape!

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But Lin Cheng was one step faster. He swung his spatial pouch and swept it right inside!

Hehe, even Sun Wukong can't escape the palm of his hand.

"You think you can run? I bought you, so you're my pet now. And wasn't it you begging me for help?"

The reply echoed into the spatial pouch, and soon the pink fox's voice came from within.

Who would have thought a peace-loving elf actually eats meat—are you even an elf?

"Did I ever say I was an elf? Besides, what era do you think this is? How do you know elves don't eat meat?" Lin Cheng shot back quickly.

Meat is the best source of fat and protein. If elves only ate vegetables and burned through sugar, they'd either have physical problems or be useless good-for-nothings.

"If you're not an elf, then how do you have the aura of nature?"

Lin Cheng suddenly figured it might be related to Valkyrie Ailin, who hadn't yet been born within the system, or to the Faith God Tree—his own natural aura, anyway, he'd never been able to sense it himself.

"What's that got to do with you? Regretting you saved me?"

"If you're not going to eat me, I don't regret it at all."

Just a little joke. As a spirit pet, don't you understand humans well? This is a humor exclusive to humans…

"Well, you really scared me half to death…"

That familiar human tone—the pink fox in the spatial pouch really was a sly old fox.

After a moment's reflection, Lin Cheng released the pink fox again. If it still tried to run, Linchenghai Society would not hesitate to stuff it right back into the pouch.

But this time the pink fox didn't run. Instead, it comfortably began grooming its fur, occasionally casting its wise, intelligent fox-eyes toward Lin Cheng. She knew this human knew everything. End.