Chapter 97: Mao Mao is injured!

Obviously it was fine before going out, but after returning it turned out like this.

And Lin Yifan only now realized that during all that time just now, he had been solely focused on using the Qingling Fruit Mao Mao brought back, completely ignoring Mao Mao's physical condition after that huge undertaking.

How could he not blame himself?

He hurriedly stepped forward, held Mao Mao in his arms, and anxiously asked:

"Mao Mao, how are you? Are you exhausted!"

But then he suddenly felt a dampness on the hand holding Mao Mao, and at the same time smelled a hint of blood.

He quickly reached out and looked, only to discover that his hand actually had red blood on it.

"Mao Mao, you're injured!"

Lin Yifan was instantly shocked, hurriedly checked Mao Mao's body, and then discovered that its left wing was injured.

Being injured was bad enough, but the injury was actually quite severe.

Not only had some of the newly grown beautiful feathers fallen out, but there was also a wound about two centimeters long, oozing blood.

Moreover, the whole wing drooped downward, clearly indicating bone damage—no wonder it had been flying in a lopsided manner earlier.

But Mao Mao had been keeping its body turned sideways, not exposing the left wing, which is why Lin Yifan didn't notice it right away.

Seeing the wound at this moment made Lin Yifan feel heartbroken; he hurried to where the cultivation soil was kept and pulled out a medicinal herb by its roots.

This was a bone-shatter supplement he had previously found on a rock face; although the Survival Realm's ecological environment is similar to Earth Star's, there is indeed one difference.

Namely, medicinal herbs are relatively scarce here; logically, in such deep mountains and wild forests, herbs should be the least lacking.

But in reality, although the vegetation here is lush, the variety of plant species is quite limited.

Just like the forest around his shelter, the tall trees consist of only five or six species: pine, water fir, cypress, banyan, etc.

As for the low shrubs, although Lin Yifan doesn't recognize those species, the total number certainly does not exceed five.

Even the ferns that are most common in southern jungles are quite rare around here; clearly, according to the ecological environment, there should be many ferns near his shelter.

As for medicinal herbs, they too are of a single variety and scarce in number.

An ecological environment with such a single species is absolutely contrary to norms, but this is the Survival Realm—many things simply cannot be explained by common sense.

This is also why Lin Yifan, whenever he encounters medicinal herbs, will try to bring back as many as he knows the uses of.

The shattered bone supplement was something he encountered on a rock face five or six li outside, and it was growing on a cliff wall five or six meters above the ground; he had to expend great effort to dig it out.

Fortunately, planting in cultivation soil does not require considering environmental factors; as long as the plant is placed in it, whether its growth speed is affected is another matter, but at least it can survive.

Lin Yifan placed the shattered bone supplement in a flat pan, crushed it with a flat piece of wood, and then began to clean Mao Mao's wing wound.

It was only then that he suddenly realized Mao Mao's wound did not look like an animal-inflicted injury, because inside the wound he actually found a small foreign object.

Lin Yifan carefully removed the foreign object from Mao Mao's wound and unexpectedly discovered it was a tiny arrowhead.

The arrowhead is only 1.5 centimeters long and half a centimeter wide—only one-tenth the size of the arrows he currently uses.

Furthermore, judging from the tail end, this arrowhead was likely inlaid on a wooden arrow, but the wooden part has now broken; from the fracture marks, it is very likely that Mao Mao broke it off with its own beak.

Lin Yifan examined the arrowhead closely and found its craftsmanship extremely exquisite, definitely the work of an intelligent being.

Moreover, given its tiny size, the probability of a human using it is very low, unless it is the smallest kind of sleeve arrow; however, the arrowhead's appearance does not resemble that of a sleeve arrow.

Therefore Lin Yifan speculates that this item most likely comes from another race.

Previously, in the cave deep in the water pool, the tools he discovered were not usable by ordinary humans; they are most likely from a small humanoid race.

Furthermore, when he previously crafted weapons using the blueprint, the transparent beings that appeared were not of normal human build; judging from their height, they were also extremely small, most likely the humanoid race he had guessed.

Originally Lin Yifan thought this thing should be far away from him, but now it seems that this humanoid race is likely not far from his location.

Because Mao Mao couldn't possibly go too far; it had clearly just wanted to go out for a flight thrill, so it absolutely could not have gone very far.

How can one allow others to sleep soundly beside one's own couch!

Moreover, the other party injured Mao Mao!

Therefore, whether it be humans or other races, he must thoroughly investigate; otherwise his mind will never be at ease!

However, today he must first go clear an instance, and the day after tomorrow is when the heavy rain disaster will arrive, so exploration can only be postponed a bit longer.

While Lin Yifan was wandering in his thoughts, he also did not stop treating Mao Mao's wound.

After cleaning the wound and applying the shattered bone supplement to Mao Mao, Lin Yifan tore off a piece of cloth and directly wrapped Mao Mao's wing and body completely.

Mao Mao struggled a bit, unaccustomed to it, but Lin Yifan held it down.

He reached out and stroked Mao Mao's head, then spoke in a feigned serious tone:

"Mao Mao, be good, don't move around; otherwise your wound will be hard to heal, and since your injury is to the wing, if you don't take proper care, the bones in the wing may grow crooked, and then you'll never be able to fly again!"

Mao Mao's intelligence is not low; although its little eyes showed indifference, Lin Yifan having said that, it still obediently stayed in place without moving.

Seeing that it obeyed, Lin Yifan then asked again:

"Mao Mao, I have a question for you: do you still remember where you went today? Where did you pick the fruit you brought back? Did you get injured while picking the fruit?"

Although he already had a guess in mind, Lin Yifan still wanted to verify it with Mao Mao.

Of course he didn't hold much hope either, since Mao Mao is just a bird; even if it's a slightly smarter bird, it's unlikely to give a definite answer.

As expected, Mao Mao tilted its head, its green-bean eyes looking at him in a dazed manner.

Although Lin Yifan had anticipated this, he still felt a little disappointed.

So he then held up the leftover peel from the Qingling Fruit Mao Mao had just eaten, and asked in a different way:

"Can you take me to find this fruit again?"