In the early morning, the warm sunshine dispelled the mist on the surface, and the prairie ushered in a new day.
The early birds were busy cleaning, and the chicks in the nests opened their mouths wide, clamoring for breakfast. The whole grassland seemed to have suddenly come alive, and everywhere was filled with a noise that only animals could understand.
There are many species on the African grasslands, and the diversity of birds is rare in the world. They are like a complete social system independent of the animals on the surface. Among them are the secretary bird, which looks majestic from the side, but looks like a funny bird with its tail spread out when it turns around; and the white-bellied stork, which is diligent and diligent, catching insects and removing pests for the grasslands all year round.
Of course, there are also some with bad reputations. For example, the black kites that live on the side of the Maasai steppe near the Great Rift Valley are well-known "robbers" in this area. As a kind of bird of prey, the black kite's diet is also very diverse. From the chicks in the eagle's nest to the rabbits in the lion's mouth, there is no food that it dares not steal. Even tourists passing by Makuyuni are occasionally robbed by black kites.
At around 10 noon, when the sun was beginning to shine brightly, on the border of the grassland less than 50 kilometers southwest of Makuyuni, a black kite was preparing to implement its robbery plan.
On a small mound not far from the cypress where it stood, a serval was carrying a groundhog with a look of despair in its mouth out of the grass. It was looking around cautiously, fearing that a robber would suddenly jump out from somewhere and steal the fruits of its hard work for the morning.
Normally, black kites are unlikely to provoke cats, mainly because cats are too agile and it is too easy for them to react when they attack, so they fail to steal the chicken and instead give the cats an extra meal.
However, this black kite has been hungry for two days. As the saying goes, "People die for money and birds die for food." In order to fill its stomach, it may have to snatch food from the cat's mouth.
Watching the serval put down its prey and prepare to eat, the black kite also prepared for a sneak attack. But at this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and the roar of an off-road vehicle came from a distance.
The serval quickly picked up the groundhog, which rolled its eyes, turned around and jumped onto the tree next to it in a few seconds.
About ten seconds later, an off-road vehicle without a front windshield drove in an S-shaped route, rushing over the low slope without any intention of slowing down. The faint smell of a ferocious beast coming from the car made the serval hiding in the tree's fur stand up.
The black kite on another tree seemed a little confused, and tilted its head to look at the SUV going away.
The serval didn't recognize the running tin box, but it did.
Not far away, near the hills and mountains, you can often see this kind of running iron box.
However, the animals in these iron boxes are not very friendly. Often, their kind will die under the fire-breathing iron pipes used by these animals. Of course, it will not admit that the death of its kind is related to its habit of robbery. However, this black kite still stayed away from its nest and chose to run to the edge of the grassland to find food.
But it seems that this place is not safe anymore...
The serval on another tree had not yet recovered from the shock brought by the off-road vehicle, when suddenly a black shadow flashed before its eyes. Its mouth loosened, and the lunch that it had not had time to enjoy was gone, leaving the confused serval alone in the wind.
Voice-over…Groundhog: Haha, I can finally die.
It's a pity that the black kite didn't look more carefully, otherwise it would have discovered that the person sitting in the tin box it just passed was not a human who walked upright, but the most famous young man and the most agile predator on the African savannah.
Wang Ping was a little tired.
After driving for a whole morning, after the initial excitement of regaining confidence, all that was left was boredom and fatigue.
Because of his body size, Wang Ping could only stand on the seat like a human, holding the steering wheel firmly with his claws to stabilize his body. Not to mention resting, the space between Wang Ping's small back and the seat back could fit at least three more Wang Pings. Even if he wanted to relax, he couldn't do it.
The physical soreness caused by prolonged stiffness is definitely doubly stimulating.
As the terrain became steeper and woven bags blown by the wind could occasionally be seen on the grass, Wang Ping estimated that this place was approaching the farmland area outside Makuyuni and not far from Highway 104. Before arriving, he still had to rest and recover his strength.
The car slowly stopped at the bank of a river less than two meters wide. Wang Ping held the joystick with his two paws and pressed the brake, turned around, raised his hind legs and kicked the gear lever to reset the gear, then turned the key to turn off the engine.
Xiaohua, who was already familiar with the process, couldn't wait to jump out of the car before it stopped, breathing heavily and looking listless.
Because he was too lazy to change gears, and Wang Ping's short arms and legs made it inconvenient for him to move, he drove at the highest gear all the way. Even though there were some bumps and ditches, the off-road vehicle did not slow down at all.
Xiaohua, who was squatting in the passenger seat, felt the bumpy feeling brought by this kind of road condition. The reason why she didn't get carsick was probably because there was no windshield, so as soon as she opened her mouth, a lot of wind was forced into her.
Wang Ping lifted the handbrake in a somewhat embarrassing manner and ran to the back seat to look at Gu Lang.
Gu Laosan looked increasingly weak, with only a hint of redness on his cheeks due to the high fever not completely subsiding, but his complexion was pale overall. There was even no blood in his hands.
Wang Ping knew that this was because the high fever had consumed too much of his body and he couldn't get any more replenishment.
Gu Lang couldn't stand long-term suffering in this state, and he had to replenish food in time, especially nutritious food. Wang Ping didn't want to risk his life to drive to rescue someone, but die of starvation before dying of illness.
The backpack containing food was placed under the seat at Gu Lang's feet. The instant noodles inside had all been broken into pieces. The deer leg had long been thrown to Java, and no one knew where it had been thrown. There was still a bag of beef jerky, which was left by Xiaohua. Wang Ping didn't eat it and took it back. But Gu Lang looked like he was not worthy of it.
Wang Ping dug out the few remaining cans of beef at the bottom and opened them to find that they had already turned into a mass of paste, which was greasy and a bit disgusting. However, this was the most nutritious thing at the moment, and it could be used as a nutritious meal for Gu Lang. Anyway, this guy had no consciousness, so Wang Ping decided what to eat.
The aroma of the canned food spread outside the car, attracting Xiaohua, who had just washed her face with her tongue.
After jumping into the car and approaching the can in Wang Ping's hand, Xiaohua turned away in disgust after just sniffing it. Finally, it dragged out the half mosaic hidden under the back seat last night, jumped out of the car, and found a crooked shrub for a picnic. Wang Ping was the only one left in the car, holding a box of cans and thinking about countermeasures.
Unfortunately, Wang Ping’s paws couldn’t hold the spoon, and he was afraid of accidentally scratching Gu Lang’s mouth if he fed him directly with his hands.
I patted Gu Lang's face, and he just hummed twice. It turned out that he was still not fully awake.
Recalling the principle of the outdoor nutrition supplements he had brought with him during the training in the foreign legion, Wang Ping used his claws to poke a small hole in the bottom of the can, and then brought it close to Gu Lang's mouth, letting the canned beef inside, which had turned into a paste, leak out little by little. In order to prevent the small hole from being blocked, Wang Ping even stirred it with his claws.
Fortunately, although he was not conscious, his mouth was honest enough to know that he was hungry. Gu Lang swallowed the beef paste that leaked into his stomach under the control of his subconscious mind, and his desire to survive was very strong.
Some yellow beef paste dripped intermittently, and sometimes there were meat particles slightly blocking the small holes, and then Wang Ping poked it down with his claws, bringing down a large amount of soup. After staring at it for a while, Wang Ping suddenly felt that this scene was extremely similar to a certain physiological process, and he suddenly felt nauseous.
"Tsk, why does the painting become so strange every time I kindly want to take care of this kid?"