Mountains and giant beasts, cabins in the woods

After stretching my muscles and bones, my stomach started growling.

Fuhei circled for a while before landing next to Liu Xingmo, tilting its head back and howling like a fledgling bird eagerly awaiting its mother's feeding.

This crow was indeed clever; it roughly figured out the relationship between the contracted beast and its master in just one night.

Liu Xingmo carried a large bucket of food outside.

"Caw caw caw!" Fuhei flapped its wings happily, its long, sharp beak catching a small dried fish.

Bao Hei was instantly unsettled upon seeing this.

The old turtle leaped over with its powerful body, shoving the crow aside. Then it stretched its neck, used its large head to block the mouth of the wooden barrel, and lifted it up, allowing all the food to flow into its belly.

"Caw!" Fuhei cried out and went around to the side to peck at Baohei's belly. "Tap! Tap! Tap!" The bird's beak collided with the tortoise shell, the sound dull and grating.

Baohei didn't care at all and ate all the food in the bucket in one go. Fuhei became really anxious and started pecking at the soft flesh on the old turtle's claws.

Baohei, in pain, moved like a nimble venomous snake, striking in an instant and seizing the arrogant black-feathered bird. The black bird struggled, unable to break free, and turned to look at its master, its cries filled with pleading.

Liu Xingmo felt both annoyed and amused.

He used his soul imprint to command the two contracted beasts to separate. Then he checked their injuries and applied ointment.

He knew that this fight was unavoidable; for beasts, it was essential to establish a hierarchy based on strength.

Liu Xingmo went home and got another bucket of food, which he brought to Bao Hei's beak. After the old turtle, being the senior, had eaten its fill, he gave the rest to Fu Hei so that the younger crow could eat it.

In this way, the superior-subordinate relationship is established, and future conflicts will decrease.

However, this relationship is not static; as long as subordinates work hard to accumulate strength, they can also challenge their leaders.

The social relationships of social wild animals are that simple. Even humans are just a more sophisticated version of this pattern.

As for the scorpion and three beetles, they can only be eaten last.

Their limited intelligence allows them to distinguish between hostility and friendliness when given a command; they cannot comprehend anything more complex or intricate.

After feeding the contracted beasts and infusing each of them with a portion of blood energy, Liu Xingmo ended today's training.

Fuhei followed its master closely on the ground, glaring at the old turtle in the distance.

Liu Xingmo reached out and stroked the crow's head, laughing, "Alright, Fuhei. As long as you don't provoke Baohei, it won't bother you."

"Gah gah!" Fuhei barked wildly, clearly indicating that its vigilance had more to it than met the eye.

"You noticed that too? Baohei has the same ability as you, and even stronger. You should learn from it. Because you both share the same soul imprint as me, you can communicate with each other."

Fuhei shrank its neck and continued to stay close to its master.

"By the way, I don't know what abilities you have yet. Show me a little bit of your ability."

Fuhei threw his head back and howled, but changed his tone: "Giggle! Giggle! Giggle!"

Each of the three bird calls was higher than the last.

As Liu Xingmo heard this, he felt as if something in the darkness was being set ablaze by a wildfire, burning fiercely in the void.

He quickly used the soul imprint to observe himself from the crow's perspective.

The previously flourishing fortune, comparable to that of a second-tier powerhouse, suddenly expanded again, reaching a scale approaching third-tier. However, that profound fortune began to shrink.

So that's how it is. The essence of Fukuhiro's ability is to borrow luck from the future, bringing forward his destined happiness and suffering all at once.

As long as you can overcome the obstacles, you can advance faster and earlier, triggering changes in your destiny and creating a different future. You can even rise higher and higher by stepping on each other.

The problem is that with its current low-level strength, it will be difficult to survive the calamities to come.

After confirming, Liu Xingmo asked, "Fu Hei, can you reverse the process and restore this change to its original state?"

"Coo! Coo! Coo!" Fuhei's cries gradually faded.

Liu Xingmo's boiling fortune gradually cooled down, returning to its original state.

He began to think: "What a convenient ability! I need to figure out how to use it... Could I use it on Bao Hei? To amplify its luck, and then do a divination!"

"What will the result be? I really want to try! Hmm... I've been saving up my luck all winter, I'll save it up a little longer, reach the limit, and then go out of town to search for treasure!"

As Liu Xingmo envisioned the future, he unconsciously clenched his fist.

Liu Sanniang, who had somehow arrived, leaned against a rock with her arms crossed, and said in a resentful tone, "Oh my, my great writer and little genius, you're quite capable! You've tamed this unruly little bird so quickly?"

"What's wrong? The smell of vinegar is making my nose itchy even from this distance." Liu Xingmo reached out and fanned his nose. "Third Sister, besides selling wine, do you also sell aged vinegar?"

"It's so sour! I'm dying of sourness!" Liu San Niang twisted her body in annoyance. "I finally understand today that your turtle is probably extraordinary too."

"Hehe! Bao Hei is indeed a treasure." Liu Xingmo laughed smugly.

Upon hearing this, Liu San Niang's expression became complicated: "So you dare to boast that you'll find another strange beast? Sigh! What kind of luck is this..." She sighed knowingly, "When are you planning to make your move? Give me a straight answer."

Springtime is the annual mating season for animals.

"Pah!" Liu Sanniang spat, then said, "Fine, I'll come along too. Get me a handy weapon, just in case something goes wrong."

"That depends on Mary..." Liu Xingmo spread his hands, quite helplessly. "Third Sister, I'm not trying to criticize you, but why did you go and upset her? Now neither of us will get away with it."

"What? Is this foreign woman so beautiful that she's made you lose your mind?" Liu San Niang turned slightly to the side, revealing her snow-white thighs through the gap in her dress.

Liu Xingmo turned his head away. He thought of his wife at home, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "That's right! My wife Mary, what a wonderful woman."

Liu San Niang's breath hitched, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. She couldn't help but compare herself to Su Mali.

That woman is an alchemist and weapon refiner; her future is sure to be bright.

She would live in the best house in Midtown, with a group of maids serving her.

She would be fawned over by important figures, and amidst flattery and pleas, she would take away vast amounts of gold and silver treasures.

She would wear beautiful and novel silk dresses and linger with her promising husband in the front row of the theater and in the hotel box.

……

And me?

What kind of person am I?

Liu San Niang fell silent as she pondered, then gasped for breath, and finally returned to calm.

After a long silence, she said dejectedly, "Liu Xingmo, I'm leaving this to you. I won't worry about the rest." She turned and left. "I have to get to work. The shop is opening today."

Liu Xingmo watched the restaurant manager's departing figure, at a loss: "What's wrong with that woman? Why did she suddenly become so timid..."