Chapter 739: The Broken-Waist Wolf's Choice

The Broken-Waist Wolf didn't laugh. It stared at Xia Qing with a thoughtful expression.

Given this fellow's intelligence and her own ability to explain, Xia Qing was quite certain it understood. But judging by its expression, it seemed it didn't want Xia Qing to go.

If she didn't go, how would she feed the medicine? Xia Qing lifted the Broken-Waist Wolf's big paw, then picked up a tiny pill, and explained to it, "You can't do it. Your paw, though very sharp, doesn't have flexible fingers like mine that can pinch a pill. See?"

Xia Qing pinched up a pill to let this clever wolf understand that no matter how smart it was, it couldn't do such delicate work, then very seriously emphasized:

"Each wolf can only eat one pill. Eating too many will make you sick, just like the video said." Xia Qing switched to the female narrator's tone from the video and repeated the narrator's words, "Medication cannot be overdosed, or it will harm the body and cause poisoning."

The Broken-Waist Wolf had carefully studied the pharmacy video several times, but Xia Qing was still afraid it had forgotten and didn't understand what "harm the body" and "poisoning" meant.

So Xia Qing touched various parts of the Broken-Waist Wolf's body to explain vividly, "Harming the body will make you lose fur. Poisoning will give you a stomachache and diarrhea."

The Broken-Waist Wolf, who feared losing fur the most, immediately became serious. Its eyes, full of wisdom, moved thoughtfully between the pill, Xia Qing's hand, and its own big paw.

Xia Qing had said everything she needed to say, so she quietly waited for this brain-evolved wolf from the northern wolf pack—perhaps not the smartest, but certainly the most studious—to make its decision.

Unexpectedly, after a few seconds of eye contact, the Broken-Waist Wolf didn't laugh, nor did it let Xia Qing put the pills into its protective suit pocket. It simply turned around, opened the door, and left.

So... it just left? So what on earth was that clever little head of its thinking about this whole time?

"Broken-Waist." Xia Qing called it back again to confirm, "If I don't go feed the wolf pack medicine tomorrow, we'll have to wait until after the second Plague Rain. By then the date will have passed. Think carefully. If the wolf pack wants the deworming medicine, come get me tomorrow morning when the sun is here."

The wolf pack was raising pups. Without the Broken-Waist Wolf leading the way, Xia Qing didn't dare go alone, because she was afraid the wolf pack would misunderstand her intentions.

The Broken-Waist Wolf glanced back at Xia Qing, then left carrying the roast meat for the alpha wolf and possibly the pups, along with the dog food Xia Qing had asked it to bring to Wolf Lao Er.

Xia Qing couldn't gauge the Broken-Waist Wolf's attitude, so she asked her companion, "Boss, what do you think Broken-Waist meant?"

Sheep Boss squinted his eyes and said nothing.

"Anyway, it understood. Whether they take the medicine or not is their choice. We'll know tomorrow morning. Boss, good night." Xia Qing stopped thinking about the northern wolf pack and went upstairs to sleep.

What Xia Qing didn't expect was that the Broken-Waist Wolf made its choice at four in the morning. It brought the albino yellow weasel, Bai Mao, to Xia Qing's territory, signaling for Xia Qing to stuff the pills into its protective suit pocket.

Xia Qing, with her hair in a mess, looked at the drenched but still blindingly white yellow weasel beside the Broken-Waist Wolf, and fell into a long silence.

Although the Broken-Waist Wolf made no move, its meaning was very clear: Bai Mao's paws are very small, and its toes are more agile than an evolved wolf's, so it can administer medicine. Therefore, Xia Qing could safely entrust the medicine to them.

What did this mean? It meant the Broken-Waist Wolf really didn't want Xia Qing to go to Mountain 60 right now.

Why didn't it want her to go?

Most likely because Xia Qing's fellow humans had sneaked into the western evolved forest at the beginning of this year and brutally killed the western wolf pack pups. So until the northern wolf pack's pups grew up, the pack wouldn't let them come into contact with humans.

After she "stole" the plucked-fur yellow weasel's plucking job, the plucked-fur yellow weasel's wife was about to steal her "wolf pack medic" job.

The Broken-Waist Wolf was getting smarter and smarter!

Cuddle wolf pups? Dream shattered. But Xia Qing could understand the Broken-Waist Wolf's choice. Putting herself in its shoes, if she were the Broken-Waist Wolf, she wouldn't let humans near her pups either.

Because human brains have evolved to be too complex, too clever. The greatest evil in the world lurks in the human heart. No species on Blue Star can be as wicked as humans.

Eager sellers aren't buyers. Xia Qing didn't insist further. She took out the small bag containing a hundred pills, placed it on the table, took out her phone to show photos to the two brain-evolved wolves, and patiently gestured as she explained, "Broken-Waist, Bai Mao, look. Adult wolves, wolves this big, eat one pill. Pup wolves, this small, don't take medicine. Understand?"

The Broken-Waist Wolf stared at the adult wolf and pup in the picture with a serious expression.

Bai Mao raised its front paws off the ground and stood up on its long body to look at the picture with the Broken-Waist Wolf. While sitting out its confinement in the sheep shed, it had been bombarded with videos and pictures by Xia Qing for a month, so it wasn't unfamiliar with phones, pictures, or laptops.

Last time Xia Qing went to the hidden valley, she had fed both the plucked-fur yellow weasel and Bai Mao one-third of a deworming pill each, so Bai Mao wasn't unfamiliar with the smell of this medicine.

Actually, two- to three-month-old evolved wolves can take one-third of a deworming pill. But Xia Qing had no way to explain this clearly to the two wolves, so she simply chose not to let the pups take medicine.

After explaining three times, Xia Qing began testing the teaching results. She found a picture of another adult wolf and asked, "Can this wolf take medicine? If it can, you smile. If it can't, you don't smile."

Then Xia Qing looked at the Broken-Waist Wolf with great anticipation.

The Broken-Waist Wolf stared at the picture for a few seconds, then opened its mouth, revealing its cute little fang tips.

"Broken-Waist, you're so smart!" Xia Qing patted this clever wolf's head, then switched to a picture of a small wolf pup. "What about this wolf? Can it take medicine?"

The Broken-Waist Wolf immediately closed its mouth.

Excellent. Truly worthy of being a wildly evolved creature on crazy Blue Star!

What about Bai Mao? Xia Qing confirmed it was very smart because it could remember the characteristics of herbs. But it was in the same camp as my lord the Queen—very aloof, and didn't like to smile.

After testing repeatedly several times and confirming the Broken-Waist Wolf truly understood that pups couldn't take medicine, Xia Qing began the second phase of teaching.

She took out the pills and arranged them into four piles—one pile of three, one pile of two, one pile of one, and one pile of over ten. "Each wolf can only eat one pill. Eating too many will make you sick, lose fur, and get a stomachache. This is one pill. Each adult wolf can only eat one pill..."

After explaining three times, Xia Qing began testing. "Broken-Waist, Bai Mao, which one should this wolf eat? This one?"

Bai Mao remained aloof. The Broken-Waist Wolf remained serious.

"This one." Xia Qing pointed at the pile of two pills.

Bai Mao remained aloof. The Broken-Waist Wolf remained serious.

"This one." Xia Qing pointed at the pile with only one pill.

Bai Mao remained aloof. The Broken-Waist Wolf opened its mouth, revealing its little fang tips.

"Excellent! Broken-Waist guessed right again. You're truly a clever wolf standing at the top of the pyramid!" After praising the Broken-Waist Wolf, Xia Qing reminded it to be sure to bring the remaining medicine back, then stuffed the pills into its side pocket.

While stuffing things in, Xia Qing discovered there were actually three small, black, dirty hickory nuts in the Broken-Waist Wolf's side pocket. Such small hickory nuts—it was hard to say whether the kernels had even formed.

"Broken-Waist, are these for me?" Xia Qing asked. Digging out such dirty nuts must have been really hard for you.

The Broken-Waist Wolf didn't laugh. It stared at Xia Qing thoughtfully.

"Not for me?" Xia Qing asked patiently. "What do you want to trade for?"