The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

Chen Siyao looked into the distance. Across the muddy ground where the rat swarm had passed, there was another intact blue grassland. Further away, the outline of a forest could be vaguely seen.

"Shall we go check out the woods over there?"

Chen Hao had already climbed onto Fuzhu.

"Walk."

Five white deer took off running towards the distant forest.

This time they ran away much more easily—the danger had passed.

Blue grass rippled beneath the deer's hooves, the wind whistling past her ears. Chen Siyao turned back for one last look at the devastated grassland.

The muddy scar stood out starkly in the setting sun.

But at the edge of the scar—she wasn’t sure if she was seeing things—there seemed to be several very thin, short blue shoots emerging from the mud.

It's already recovering.

The vitality of this world is far more ferocious than she imagined.

The forest ahead was completely different from the cannibalistic forest they had encountered before.

The trees are much more spaced apart, allowing sunlight to filter through. The tree species are also diverse, varying in height and build... there are straight, towering gray-trunked trees, short, stout, spherical-shaped crowns, and vine-like trees with twisted branches that droop to the ground.

Flowers of various colors peek out from the bushes, and the sounds of birds and insects rise and fall.

There is sound here.

There are normal, live sounds.

Chen Siyao breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was sound. The desolate, cannibalistic forest she'd been in last time had left her with psychological trauma.

Several Fuzhu birds stepped into the edge of the forest, slowing their pace and looking around. The light pulsating on the seven-colored horn was gentle, offering no warning.

It's safe.

"The forest here is much more normal." Yang Wanqing jumped off the deer's back and stretched his back, which was sore from being jostled around.

The two strolled hand-in-hand through the woods with Fuzhu. Crystal, the photographer, followed beside them, capturing everything in this brand-new area.

We walked for about five or six minutes.

Chen Siyao caught something out of the corner of her eye.

A golden hue.

Half a head peeked out from behind the bushes on the right. A round face, pointed ears, and golden eyes.

is it.

That little creature I encountered at the edge of the forest... an adorable creature that looked like a fox and a squirrel at the same time.

There were scabbed wound marks on its hind legs.

"Qingqing!" Chen Siyao lowered her voice.

Yang Wanqing leaned closer, and upon seeing it, immediately covered her mouth.

"It's the same one as before!"

The little creature emerged from behind the bushes. This time, instead of hiding in the back, it took a few steps forward. Its bushy tail swept the ground behind it.

It nudged its front paws toward Chen Siyao.

Two round little paws were stacked together and stretched forward—like they were bowing.

"It's begging for food!" Yang Wanqing almost shouted.

Chen Siyao quickly pulled out a handful of snacks from her Qiankun bag—a few peach shortbreads and two pieces of dried meat.

"Come here, little one."

She put the food on the ground and took two steps back.

The little creature stared at the pile of snacks, twitched its nose twice, then ran over with small steps, picked up a piece of peach shortbread with its two front paws, turned around and ran three meters away to nibble on it.

"This little animal is so cute." Chen Siyao's heart melted as she watched it eat with its cheeks puffed out.

The live stream chat is flooded with cute comments again.

"They're back! They're back! The adorable little one is back!"

"Begging with clasped hands is so clever!"

"I'll pay 100,000 to take it away."

"The Number One Working-Class Person in Another World"

Chen Siyao was having a great time taking pictures when she suddenly felt her husband beneath her move.

It's not the kind of movement where you take a step. It's moving backward.

She tugged at the mane on the deer's neck.

Fuzhu didn't stop. It retreated, its four legs treading in small steps, its head lowered, and the light on its seven-colored horns began to pulsate faster.

Warning signal.

"Hmm?" Chen Siyao frowned.

Yang Wanqing's was the same. She patted Fuzhu's neck, but Fuzhu completely ignored her and just kept moving backward.

Yang Wanqing looked at the little thing in front of her who was munching on a peach shortbread with a puzzled expression.

"Why does Fuzhu seem a little afraid of this cute little animal? How could such a small animal be dangerous?"

Chen Siyao couldn't understand it either. The little golden creature wasn't even as big as a cat, yet it was happily munching away, looking completely harmless.

She tossed the remaining snacks in her hand toward the small animals.

The little creature's golden eyes darted around as it saw more food falling. It snatched the peach shortbread from its mouth, picked up a piece of jerky with its two front paws, then turned and darted into the bushes, disappearing in a flash.

Yang Wanqing looked at the disappearing golden tail tip and patted Fuzhu's head.

"It doesn't look dangerous at all. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Fu Zhu snorted, looking rather unconvinced.

The group continued their journey through the woods.

This forest was indeed much friendlier than the previous one. Flowers were blooming, birds were singing, and all sorts of small, unidentified flying insects danced in the dappled sunlight. Occasionally, mushroom-like fungi could be seen on the ground, some as big as bowls, and ranging in color from pink to blue to green.

Yang Wanqing was completely relaxed. She dismounted from the deer's back and led Fuzhu along as they walked and looked around.

We walked to an open area.

To the right was a large patch of reeds—not the kind from Blue Star, but light golden in color, with fluffy, soft spikes that swayed gently in the wind, quite beautiful.

"Beautiful!" Yang Wanqing loosened Fuzhu's mane and ran over.

She reached out and touched the head of a reed. It felt soft and fluffy, much denser than the reeds on Blue Star, like a mixture of foxtail grass and cotton.

"Yaoyao, take a picture of this! It's so pretty!"

Chen Siyao manipulated the image crystal to float over and gave it a close-up shot.

Yang Wanqing wanted to pluck one off.

She grasped the base of the reed stalk with one hand and lifted it upwards.

Didn't move.

Yang Wanqing used a little more force.

Still nothing.

"Um?"

She used both hands at once. She poured in the power of the late-stage Meridian Opening Realm—a force that should have been enough to uproot a small tree.

The reeds remained completely still.

"What the hell is this? It's so sturdy!" Yang Wanqing was determined and gritted her teeth, giving it another tug.

The entire field of reeds moved.

It's not the kind of movement where something is pulled up. It's a holistic, large-scale movement.

Dozens of reeds simultaneously tilted to one side—no, not tilted, but moved.

A huge thing was lifted up from the ground.

"Meow—"

A cat meowed.

It wasn't the weak "meow" of a house cat. It was a deep, resonant, long sound. The entire woodland trembled.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing both saw it clearly at the same time.

That patch of reeds wasn't reeds.

It's a tail.

One tail after another.

Dozens? Hundreds?

Each one had the same golden, fluffy spikes that Yang Wanqing had initially thought were reeds. They stretched out densely from behind a huge body, covering half a clearing—the whole patch they had thought was reeds was actually the tail of this thing.

That body is standing up.

A fox.

It is enormous... When it lies down, it is about the length of a bus, and when it stands up, its shoulder height exceeds four meters.

Its light golden fur was glossy and smooth, and the area of ​​its four paws was larger than a washbasin.

Its face—it had a standard fox face, with pointed ears, a long nose, and a black nose... but it was dozens of times larger.

Those fox-like eyes looked towards Yang Wanqing.