Chapter 959: Come On, Let's Have a Fight!

The helicopter returned from Mountain 58 and landed on the helipad of Mountain 49.

Xia Qing paid Huo Zhun today's mission fee on the spot—ten processed green-light figs—then carried the broken-waisted wolf off the helicopter. The passenger from the outbound trip, Daigua, had left with Xiong Qun, and the head wolf had stayed on Mountain 60, so only two people and one injured wolf were on the return flight.

Go to Mountain 60 to look at walnuts? Rejected by the broken-waisted wolf! Damn it!

Huo Zhun, who had returned to the territory with Xia Qing, asked, "Sister Qing, will Daigua come back?"

"I don't know." Xia Qing's face was calm. Of course she hoped Daigua would come back soon with the red-veined stone to repay the debt, but whether it came back or not was really beyond her control.

"Woo—"

The broken-waisted wolf, an SVIP wounded resident of Territory 3 being carried by Xia Qing, bared its fangs and growled low, telling Huo Zhun to keep his head away. Any human approaching other than Xia Qing made the broken-waisted wolf feel threatened and see it as a provocation.

Huo Zhun cheerfully stepped back two paces and went on, "This wolf looks hungry, Sister Qing, let's walk faster. If Daigua doesn't come back, we'll drive the helicopter over to collect the debt another day—over eighty thousand credits, we can't let that go down the drain."

Xia Qing gave an acknowledging sound.

The broken-waisted wolf cursed and grumbled.

Xia Qing soothed the broken-waisted wolf for a moment, then asked, "Brother Huo, do you have anything on tomorrow?"

Huo Zhun, who had been making faces at the broken-waisted wolf, immediately answered, "Nothing, all the work inside the territory is done. Sister Qing, just give the word if you need anything."

"Then tomorrow you go with Zhao Ze and take the construction team and planting team to Mountain 50. I need to stay in the territory and deal with the greenhouses."

These past few days, Xia Qing had been getting up early and staying up late leading the team on missions at Mountain 50. Now that everything was moving along smoothly, she didn't need to personally oversee it.

"No problem!" Huo Zhun happily accepted the mission. Going out on missions earned credits, and he wouldn't get scolded by his dad—Huo Zhun couldn't have asked for more.

"Moo!"

Sheep Boss, standing all alone in the territory, saw Xia Qing return, pawed the ground, and charged over.

"Fight? Bring it!"

Xia Qing, who had just walked out past the wild-grass wall, also let out a yell, put down the broken-waisted wolf, and charged up.

Wolf Lao Er was gone, the boss was lonely and overworked, unhappy; Wolf Lao Er and Daigua were gone, Xia Qing felt bad. Since that was the case, they'd have a fight—fight till they were satisfied or till they ran out of energy, then they'd feel better.

"Bam!"

Person and ram slammed into each other hard. Xia Qing grabbed Sheep Boss's spiral horn and tried with both hands to throw it off. Sheep Boss took the momentum to leap, and at top speed kicked viciously with its hind hooves at Xia Qing's belly. Xia Qing, who had been ready for it, dodged nimbly and pinned Sheep Boss to the ground.

"Moo!"

Sheep Boss, who had been unbeaten against Xiaopingtou these past two months, grew even angrier, flipped over to throw Xia Qing off, and kept butting.

The broken-waisted wolf by the wild-grass wall stretched lazily, yawned hugely, and seeing the two of them going at it endlessly, limped its way home.

It was hot—it wanted to go back and enjoy the air conditioning, watch TV, drink water, and snack on melon.

"Xia Qing, what's wrong with your evolution sheep? How did they start fighting again?" Tang Huai, who was busy in the greenhouse inside Territory 2, pressed the walkie-talkie button. Xia Qing and Sheep Boss hadn't fought in a long time, and the sound made him especially nostalgic.

What's wrong?!

Er Yong, who was sitting on a tree branch in the northern buffer forest of Territory 3, rubbed his leg that had been bruised by Sheep Boss's kick, and muttered softly, "Nothing's wrong. Sheep Boss doesn't need a reason to fight—it goes purely by mood. When it's in a bad mood, it fights! That's its rotten temper. If it weren't Sister Qing's companion, it would've been stuffed into the pot by me Lord knows how many times already…"

Xia Qing and Sheep Boss paid no attention to the nonsense coming from the walkie-talkie, and couldn't hear Er Yong's complaints either. They kept fighting.

"Bam!"

"Boom!"

Xia Qing, who had been buried under a three-meter-plus section of wall from the abandoned village, stood up, wiped the dirt off her protective mask with her snakeskin glove, and rushed forward to grab Sheep Boss's spiral horn, spun around, and threw it into a pile of dead grass that hadn't been put away in the warehouse yet.

Sheep Boss bounced up, let out a moo, and charged at Xia Qing.

When it was still one and a half meters from Xia Qing, Sheep Boss suddenly stopped, pivoted on its front hooves and whipped its hind legs around to sweep Xia Qing's legs.

Xia Qing's eyes nearly popped out—this was one of Yanlong's signature moves!

When did Sheep Boss learn that?!

But it was far slower than Yanlong!

Xia Qing stepped back, reached out to grab the incoming sheep leg, braced with both arms, "Get lost!"

"Bam!"

"Crack!"

"Moo!"

Sheep Boss, which had knocked down a small tree, stood up and shook the dirt off, pawed the ground, and charged at Xia Qing again. Er Yong watched, wincing, slid down from the tree, and limped out of Territory 3. If he didn't leave now, he was afraid that after Sister Qing finished beating Sheep Boss and still didn't feel satisfied, she'd call him over for a bout—to get beaten up…

Over half an hour later, the two lords of Territory 3 lay on the grass pile covered in dirt, staring at the floating clouds in the sky and panting in big gulps.

"Did Boss secretly eat spinach today?" Such great endurance.

Sheep Boss pulled out the leg that Xia Qing had pinned, kicked her, and kept panting with its mouth open.

Xia Qing kicked back, rested her hands behind her head, "I'll go cut some pasture grass, chop it up and mix it with the new No. 7 ration from the safe zone for Boss to try. The No. 7 ration has wheat flour raised to 30%, the highest grain content of all the rations. I don't know if you'll like it."

"Baa…"

Sheep Boss didn't really understand what Xia Qing was saying, and gave a habitual response.

"Let's go, cut grass, cook. This afternoon the two of us still have to split red-leaf bamboo and replace the bamboo poles for the greenhouse." Xia Qing sat up, brushed the weeds off her companion, and the person and the ram, both limping, started moving.

Walking to the wild grass, Xia Qing picked up the backpack and hung it on Sheep Boss's back, complaining, "The broken-waisted one is far worse than Wolf Lao Er. If Wolf Lao Er were here, he'd definitely help me carry the backpack back."

"Baa."

"Today at noon you eat mixed grass feed, I eat stewed meat, and let the broken-waisted one gnaw on raw meat."

"Baa."

"Buzz—"

Before she even reached the pasture shed, the phone in her bag rang. Xia Qing took it out, saw it was Yang Jin, coughed, and answered, "Captain Yang."

Xia Qing's voice was hoarse, as if she were very tired. Yang Jin didn't waste words and asked directly, "I saw your message. Someone wants to hitch a ride on the helicopter to Lan Five?"

Qinglong had opened up a route to the Lan Five oilfield and could purchase fuel directly from the field. Most of the time Lan Five's transport planes delivered it, but the Qinglong squad sometimes also flew the helicopter over to pick up the goods, do business, and on the way back haul back the unpolluted spring water from that spring in the Sea of Death.

Xia Qing lowered her voice, "It's a researcher from Third Brother's team who needs to go there for a secret investigation. Third Brother doesn't want to alert Hui One and Hui Three's official people, so he wants to hitch a ride on your helicopter. Are there seats?"

Hearing it was someone from Zhang San's team, Yang Jin didn't agree right away, "Sure. How much cargo does he need to bring?"

"I haven't asked yet. I'll get back to you once I've checked. Captain Yang, when do we set out?"

Yang Jin replied, "I'm leading the team over this time to discuss matters. Just have him wait at the helipad on Mountain Forty-Nine at six in the morning. How have you been lately? Busy?"

Xia Qing answered calmly, "Same as always."

Yang Jin didn't say anything more. "Alright, that's settled then. Tomorrow I'll bring over the bounty points for hunting the second giant eagle."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Qing messaged Zhang Shi to ask about the weight of the supplies being carried, then sent the information to Yang Jin.

The supplies Zhang Shi took to Lan Five this time consisted of just one large suitcase. Little Eleven, hiding inside the suitcase.