Chapter 642: Paying Out

"Lao Er, is this for me?" Xia Qing swiped through the iron-net wall and hurried over to meet it.

The sick wolf dropped the wild boar it had been carrying in front of Xia Qing and raised its bloodstained head; Xia Qing bent down, and human and wolf touched heads.

Xia Qing threw her arms around the sick wolf's neck and whispered, "Lao Er, thank you. After you go back, don't give all your jerky to the ones with broken legs. Keep some for yourself. If you miss me and Lao Da, come back and visit."

The sick wolf nuzzled Xia Qing once more, then turned and ran into Zone Three of Mountain 49, leaving together with the broken-waisted wolf.

Only after she could no longer hear any movement from them did Xia Qing pick up the wild boar and head back to the territory.

"They're here!"

Inside the Mountain 49 monitoring room, Er Yong slapped Liang Zi, who was yawning beside him.

Liang Zi leaned forward, stared at the screen, and frowned. "That was a wolf that just passed by, right? Why did two come through? The one in the back without anything on its back—isn't that the sick wolf belonging to the Third Territory lord?"

"Judging by the color of its eyes, it should be. I thought it would stay inside the territory the whole time." Er Yong was more interested in what the wolf in front was carrying on its back. "Liang Zi, look—does the shape of the bundle on that wolf's back look like a roast suckling pig?"

Just as the two of them leaned in to study the bundle on the broken-waisted wolf's back, the tabby cat Little Old Five, which had been stretched out on top of a cabinet, jumped down and happened to step on the camera call button for the area the two wolves were passing through.

Seeing the red microphone icon with a slash through it on the monitoring screen suddenly turn green, Liang Zi sensed something bad and turned to grab Little Old Five and switch off the call button.

At the same moment, Er Yong saw the broken-waisted wolf and the sick wolf on the screen raise their heads at the same time, two pairs of wolf eyes gleaming with ferocity aimed at the camera. He inwardly cried that things were bad. "Liang Zi, quick—"

Before he could even shout the words "switch off the call button," Er Yong saw the broken-waisted wolf on the screen rapidly grow larger, and then…the screen went black.

Er Yong……

Liang Zi, who had just caught the cat and switched off the call button, turned his head, and his eyes went wide again. "Not good!"

The moment his words fell, he watched helplessly as the sick wolf smashed the next camera. This wolf had never shown such a fierce side while it was in the Third Territory—how did it seem like a completely different wolf the moment it left the Third Territory?

Could it be that the two of them had mistaken the wolf?

"You little rascal…" Liang Zi was so angry he lifted Little Old Five and shook it back and forth.

Little Old Five twisted its body and slipped free of the human's two-handed grip, leaping back onto the top of the filing cabinet and calmly grooming its ruffled fur as if nothing had happened.

Er Yong was worried sick. "What do we do? Both cameras are broken. If the boss finds out about this, he'll definitely demand double compensation from Sister Qing. The sick wolf has left the Third Territory—Sister Qing is probably heartbroken right now."

After seven days of backbreaking farm work, the field had only just been planted and there'd been no time to catch a breath, the evolution wolf she'd carefully raised for almost a year had run off, and she still had to pay compensation in points—Xia Qing really had it rough.

Liang Zi brushed the cat hair off his hands. "It was Little Old Five that made a noise first and startled the evolution wolf. The evolution wolf felt threatened, so it smashed the camera. So the responsibility lies with the cat, and whoever owns the cat should be the one to compensate."

"Exactly!"

The Xia Qing whom Er Yong assumed was heartbroken was humming a little tune, gripping a sharp kitchen knife, and putting on a show of "butcher carving up an ox" in the kitchen.

Lao Er was really something else—knowing she had no meat to eat, it caught her a wild boar weighing over a hundred and fifty jin on its way out.

Qiang element content 3.5‰, green light, over a hundred and fifty jin!

The whole pig's pork belly, tenderloin, pork collar, pig's head meat, shank meat, ribs, pig's hocks, pig liver, pig heart, pig large intestine…all of it was hers!

The smell of blood drifted out of the kitchen and into the sheep shed. The weasel couple twitched their noses and poked their heads out to look.

Xia Qing, full of energy, sorted the meat and bones, then cleaned the pig intestines thoroughly. Her refrigerator freezer, the broken-waisted wolf's double-door big refrigerator freezer, plus the two big insulated bottles in the storage room were all stuffed full of meat or bones.

The pig's head that couldn't fit into the refrigerator or insulated bottles was cleaned up directly and put into a big pot to be boiled into pig's head meat!

Sheep Boss Lao Da, who didn't eat meat, couldn't appreciate how delighted Xia Qing was to get a whole green-light wild boar. It only felt that the smell in the house was awful and its underling was very noisy, and it narrowed its eyes as if spoiling for a fight.

Xia Qing swept the scraps of meat and bone fragments left from butchering the pig into the small bowl used to feed the weasels, and went to the sheep shed door.

"Plucker, are you there? Little Whitey, are you there? Plucker…"

After Plucker the weasel rustled its way down from the haystack and arrived at the sheep shed door, Xia Qing handed over the small bowl and shared her joy. "Lao Er gave me a green-light pig. Are you hungry? Want a late-night snack?"

Plucker the weasel, which had been smelling meat all evening, straightened its long body and stared at the bowl in Xia Qing's hand.

Having lived in the Third Territory with its wife and kids for twenty days, Plucker the weasel was no longer as afraid of Xia Qing as before. Even Little Whitey, which had been hiding on the haystack with its babies, poked out its little snow-white head.

Xia Qing read the longing in Plucker the weasel's eyes, set the small bowl down inside the sheep shed, and said gently to the little fellow in front of her and the little white head peeking out from the haystack, "Plucker, Little Whitey, Lao Er has already left the territory. There's no one to look after your babies for you anymore. Protect your own kits. When you need my help, go pick those two kinds of herbs and trade them with me."

Xia Qing pointed at the pictures of herbs pasted on the wall. To make these two weasels understand what she wanted, Xia Qing had repeatedly shown them videos of the herbs, and had also printed out six color pictures of the herbs and pasted them inside the sheep shed for repeated bombardment.

Unfortunately, after twenty days of bombardment, she still hadn't gotten any results.

When Xia Qing went inside to stew the pig's head meat, Little Whitey jumped down from the haystack to eat. Only after it had eaten its fill did Plucker the weasel, which had been waiting on the side, begin to eat.

While the pig's head meat was simmering with the seasonings, Xia Qing cleaned up the kitchen and disinfected the living room once more. By the time the smell of meat filled the house, the sky had brightened.

Xia Qing, who hadn't slept all night, was full of energy as she woke the sleeping Sheep Boss Lao Da and held the little basket Lao Er used for catching bugs out in front of it, saying pitifully, "Boss, Lao Er and Broken-Waist have left our territory."

Sheep Boss Lao Da, who didn't like catching bugs, ignored the little basket in front of it and narrowed its eyes at Xia Qing.

Before it could lose its temper, Xia Qing brought out the temptation of delicious food. "Boss, go catch a basket of bugs to feed the fish, and I'll make you a delicious toon-sprout concentrate feed. How about it? With so much work to do in our territory, Boss definitely won't leave me to handle it all alone, right?"

Whether it truly understood or was simply fed up with Xia Qing's nagging, Sheep Boss Lao Da picked up the little basket in its mouth, got up, kicked open the door, and walked out.

Xia Qing stood at the door to see it off. "Good work, Boss. You're the most amazing evolution sheep on Blue Star, the pioneer sheep who opened up the history of Blue Star's evolution sheep, the sheep standing at the top of the pyramid! I saw Lao Er feeding the fish with crickets and grasshoppers these past couple of days—don't take the easy way out, catch a few big centipedes…"