Chapter 1390 -1374: The Giant Turkey (Part 2)
Song Xiaodong didnât walk far ahead; he stopped in front of a nearby bush. The leaves there were quite large; if gathered together, they could barely serve as clothing.
But just after picking three leaves, Song Xiaodong suddenly turned and leaped away, startling Qingluan, as a monster emerged from the bushes.
How to describe this monster? The most fitting analogy would be a giant turkey, standing over two meters tall.
It stood on two feet, its enormous claws resembling steel hooks, with some feathers mixed with mammalian hair on its body.
Especially its huge beak, which looked quite terrifying.
Qingluan let out a breath of relief, thinking it was some monster, but it was just a big bird. Moreover, she hadnât seen anything besides fish these past few days, so seeing another creature gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Song Xiaodong was, on the other hand, quite tense. From the moment the giant bird appeared, he felt a great sense of danger, for although it appeared to be a bird, its beak and claws indicated it was definitely a fierce, carnivorous bird.
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The big bird tilted its head, staring at Song Xiaodong for two seconds, then suddenly lowered its head and pecked at him with lightning speed.
Song Xiaodong had been on guard; he dodged backward, avoiding the attack of the giant bird.
The bird missed, leapt into the air, and its claws aimed for Song Xiaodong.
Once again, Song Xiaodong dodged, a bit annoyed. Truly, it was like being bullied by a dog after the tiger had lost its power; even a big bird came to give him trouble.
As he dodged, he moved to the side of the bird, throwing a punch to its abdomen.
âThunk!â With a muffled sound, Song Xiaodongâs punch hit the target, but the birdâs feathers provided a significant buffer, making him feel like he hadnât hit it solidly.
Even if the punch wasnât solid, it was definitely powerful, not something a regular thing could withstand.
Yet the big bird was only knocked slightly aside by Song Xiaodongâs punch. It landed steadily, cried out strangely, turned, and lunged at Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong, unconvinced, couldnât even handle a big bird and continued to engage with it.
The big bird attacked purely on instinct, pecking with its beak and clawing with its talons, but its movements were incredibly swift, out of proportion with its large body.
Yet, it was still just a bird; though its movements were swift, they were predictable. Song Xiaodong quickly adapted to its attack style, making dodging quite easy.
But as he attacked, the birdâs defense was astonishing, preventing him from harming it, even though he provoked its fierceness, attacking and screeching.
Qingluan initially watched with disdain, but after a while, she became somewhat startled. The birdâs defense was impressive, making it troublesome to dispatch. A bit of carelessness could lead to severe injuries from a peck or a claw.
She was pondering how to solve the problem when Song Xiaodong suddenly turned and ran toward the mountain wall, a clear sign of fleeing in defeat.
This puzzled Qingluan. Even if Song Xiaodong couldnât defeat the big bird, there was no need to flee, right?
But Qingluan soon understood why Song Xiaodong did so, as several more of the same big birds emerged from the bushes. These birds lived in groups.
Itâs tough dealing with one, let alone so many. What better choice is there besides fleeing?
Song Xiaodong reached the base of the mountain, quickly climbed into a cave, while the birds, unable to fly, jumped high but couldnât reach the entrance, wandering around the mountain wall before diving back into the bushes.
Song Xiaodong and Qingluan returned to the Crystal Cave, where Qingluan suddenly burst into laughter, saying, âHey, you were really lame just now, chased away by a few big birds.â
Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes and said, âThese creatures are fierce, mainly because their defense is incredible. Those feathers deflect most of my power, making it hard to hurt them.â
Qingluan scoffed, âThatâs because youâre stupid.â
Song Xiaodong shook his head, smiling, âIf you think Iâm stupid, why donât you try it yourself?â
âHmph, Iâll try, but I donât have any clothes right now, so it wouldnât be comfortable to go out. You get me some clothing first.â
Song Xiaodong had picked some leaves earlier but dropped them after encountering the giant bird.
âIâll go over later. If only to pick some leaves, it would be easy without trying to fight them.â
After resting for a while, Song Xiaodong sneaked into the opposite cave again, where the birds latched onto him as if waiting for him.
However, Song Xiaodong had changed his strategy, and this time he didnât confront them directly, using his agile movement technique to dodge their pursuit while picking leaves.
This way was much simpler. Before long, Song Xiaodong had gathered about ten leaves and some thin vines, then climbed safely back to the cave entrance.
He tossed the leaves on the ground, and Qingluan immediately picked them up and wrapped them around herself.
Song Xiaodong fixed his gaze on her.
âWhat are you staring at? Look again, and Iâll dig out your eyes.â Qingluan glared fiercely at Song Xiaodong.
âI suddenly regret fetching those leaves; now I canât see your body,â Song Xiaodong admitted his lament without hesitation.
Qingluan wrapped the leaves around her and felt much less restrained. Proudly, she said to Song Xiaodong, âHmph, youâve watched me for long enough. Be satisfied, you shameless fellow, and cover yourself up.â
Without anything covering her earlier, Qingluan felt normal seeing Song Xiaodong, but now with something on her body, looking at him made her feel inexplicably shy.
Song Xiaodong chuckled, wrapped the leaves around his waist, then tied them with a vine, forming a small pair of shorts.
âHehe, I suddenly thought of a cartoon,â Song Xiaodong said, glancing at Qingluan.
âA cartoon? Do you have to be so childish?â Qingluan rolled her eyes at Song Xiaodong.
âThe Croods, ever seen it? Itâs a fun animated movie about the life of a primitive family. I realize now that we look like two primitive people; the only difference is we havenât had kids yet. If we did, weâd resemble them even more.â
âGo to hell! Iâd never have kids with you.â Qingluan kicked at Song Xiaodong.
The kick lacked power, even though it hit Song Xiaodong, no force was exerted. Song Xiaodong suddenly grabbed Qingluanâs foot.
âAh! YouâŠâ Qingluan shivered as a tingling sensation spread from her foot.
âThese past days, Iâve been focused on digging, and I forgot about this. Now I should enjoy myself.â Song Xiaodong said, already caressing her foot.
âLet go, let go of me.â Qingluanâs foot was her weak spot; Song Xiaodongâs touch seemed to drain her strength, almost causing her to fall.
Song Xiaodong twisted his body, sat down, causing Qingluan to fall onto him, ending up sitting on his lap.
âLet go of me, you bastard, Iâll kill you.â Qingluan raised her hand to strike Song Xiaodongâs head.
Song Xiaodong didnât flinch, instead lowered his head and kissed Qingluanâs lips.
âMmâŠâ Qingluan made a small noise, her mouth opened involuntarily, allowing Song Xiaodongâs tongue to slide in.