They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

Rowling didn't have much of an appetite at first, so she just ate a little for dinner. But seeing the armored man eating with his mouth full of oil, even she couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

Is it so delicious?

Before coming, Rowling told Fate that she used less oil in her cooking, and that if she complained, it was okay. After all, she had been cooking for Fate for several months, and she had observed that this guy was a complete slop bucket with a huge appetite.

In response to this, Fate said that it didn't matter at all, as long as there was something to eat, it was very good.

Except for a poor appetite a few days ago, he can eat anything with such relish.

The key point is, why can he maintain his eating speed without taking off his helmet?

With such a small gap, he was able to perfectly prevent the food from getting stuck, and the helmet did not affect his eating speed at all. How did he do that? ?

"Sorry, did I eat too much?" After putting down the cutlery, Fate looked at the plates on the table that had been licked clean of grease stains, fell silent, and asked belatedly.

"............" Rowling opened her mouth and closed it again. She felt that the description of 'starving ghost reincarnated' was a bit too rude, so she said nothing.

"Isn't it a waste?"

"It's not a waste if you finish eating it." Fate felt a little embarrassed as he watched Rowling clearing the dishes.

Shamelessly coming to someone's house to eat for free without any manners, and eating their food until they go bankrupt.

Rowling's salary isn't much more than mine. If I keep a glutton like you around, I'll bankrupt her in no time.

“Is the food I cooked so delicious?”

"It's delicious. Very delicious." Fate said truthfully.

Rowling was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "I only know how to make some country dishes, and the taste is just okay. Mr. Fate is the first person to praise my cooking skills."

"Why, it's delicious."

"You've been eating this for so long, every day at noon, aren't you tired of it?"

"No, I'll never get tired of it." Fate shook his head.

".......Tsk." Rowling snorted softly, turned her head away, then stood up and cleaned up the dishes.

Fate lowered his head slightly, wondering if he had said something wrong again.

"After working in the church for a few months, Mr. Fitt has become even more slick than when he first arrived."

Slippery, is he?

After the meal, seeing Rowling was going to wash the dishes, Fate had to stand up and help. After all, he came to someone's house to eat and drink, and he couldn't just pat his butt and leave.

But sometimes, we have the will but not the ability.

"Crack!"

"Mr. Fate, what are you doing?" Rowling looked at Fate with a forced smile.

"...It's a bit slippery. I didn't hold it firmly." Looking at the porcelain plate that was smashed to pieces on the ground, Fate was a little at a loss for a moment.

Fate also saw the situation of Rowling's family. They didn't look like a wealthy family at all. There were only a few plates in the house. The fall made the already poor family even worse off.

"Really, why are you so careless?" Rowling sighed softly, walked over, squatted down, and gently held Fate's hand.

"How is it? Are you scratched?" Fate took off his gloves while washing dishes. Rowling looked at Fate's hands carefully. Her beautiful eyelashes blinked up and down like dragonfly wings.

"I'm not hurt."

"No, if you get cut, it will get infected if you don't treat it." Rowling muttered as she grabbed Fate's hand, not allowing him to pull his hand back.

Only after confirming again and again that Fate was not cut by the porcelain plate fragments did Rowling release Fate.

"Don't be so careless next time. Be careful."

"Ah."

The two of them squatted down and picked up the broken pieces of the porcelain plate together.

"Mr. Fate, you must be the young master of some wealthy family, right?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Fate was stunned for a moment when he heard it.

"Isn't it obvious?" Rowling pouted. "You can't even cook or wash dishes, and you look completely inexperienced doing these housework. It means your family is well-off and you don't need to do housework at all."

"Even if your family isn't wealthy, your financial situation isn't that bad, right?"

“….” Fate was silent. In a sense, his family was really a wealthy family.

but..........

Seeing that Fate was silent, Rowling didn't intend to ask any more questions and continued to work.

"Porcelain plate, I will compensate you when I get my salary."

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Rowling didn't care about it. With Fate's careless nature, she couldn't expect him to remember this matter when the time comes.

"Rather than thinking about this, Mr. Fate, you should think about the more important things in your life first."

"Important event in life?" Fate didn't understand.

"For example, there's still some time before salary is paid, and you've already used up all your savings." Rowling smiled.

"............" This reminded Fate. Once he had his meal, he forgot that he was on the verge of debt.

If Rowling hadn't given him a meal, he would have gone hungry tonight.

Yes, how should I live in the next few days? .........

He couldn't go to Rowling's house for every meal, could he? They were just colleagues and had no obligation to support him, not to mention that Rowling's family was not rich.

While thinking hard, Fate came up with an idea that was not an idea...

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Are you sure it's not a big problem?" Rowling could imagine that Fate had to either go out to buy on credit or rummage through the trash cans. Apart from that, there was no other way to get things.

Rowling was also a little speechless. She was clearly living in a town and had a decent job, but Fate forced her to survive in the wilderness. It was simply outrageous.

"Ah."

"You're not going to skip dinner this week and just tough it out, are you?" Rowling asked.

Fate thought about this possibility, but...

Not too possible.

Fate knows himself too well. If he could really control his mouth, would he spend all his salary in the second half of the month?

Chapter 59: 58~Fishing Master Fei Taotao

The solutions are thought up by people. As the saying goes, the devil is always one step ahead of the righteous. As long as it does not break the law and discipline, and for the sake of survival and not going hungry, theoretically anything is acceptable.

That’s right, isn’t that how humans have survived to this day?

Survival and survival are instincts, and racking your brains to find ways to avoid starvation is also an instinct.

The method is just a process; not being hungry is the key and the result.

That’s right, not letting yourself starve is a real skill!

Comforting himself over and over again in his heart, Fate said goodbye to Rowling and left the city after work that afternoon.

He remembered seeing 'that thing' when he rushed from Ford Village to Batti City..........

After wandering around in the suburban woods for several times, Fate finally, following the clear and pleasant sound of flowing water, felt his way through the bushes and found the stream.

The stream is neither wide nor deep. The emerald water ripples a little and you can faintly see fish swimming at the bottom of the water.

There are indeed fish in the stream!

That's right, the solution Fate came up with was to make reasonable use of the resources of nature. As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the sea, eat by the sea. No matter what, there is always something to eat. After all, people live in nature, how can they starve to death? ?

But soon, the joy gradually faded away, and Fate realized a serious problem.

He had no fishing gear.

He didn't have money to buy a fishing rod, and as for bait? Don't be ridiculous, he himself had nothing to eat, and he was still thinking about preparing food for the fish that would eat him sooner or later? ?

Lying down by the lake and taking a look, Fate thought that these fish were not very alert, so it should not be too difficult to catch them.

If you don't have a fishing rod, then don't have a fishing rod. Who says you need a fishing rod for fishing?

Fate took off his gloves and lay on the shore, like a cat waiting for fish.

I'll catch it!

Staring at the black fish swimming to the shore, Fate seized the opportunity and reached out his hand!

Azure Dragon Tearing the Sky Hand!

Great Heaven Creation Palm!

Huangquan Jiuxiao Finger!

The sky-breaking extinction grip!

He worked as fiercely as a tiger, but ended up finding the fish basket empty.

Fate was a little annoyed. He seldom got angry unless it was a matter of principle, but he did so when it came to eating, especially when the food was right in front of him but he couldn't get it in his hands, and instead consumed calories and became even hungrier.

This damn rotten fish...

Fate couldn't help but swear.

How come this fish is so slippery? I could catch it, but it slipped out of my hand in an instant and I didn’t even get a feel for the fish scales!

Fate was making so much noise on the shore that the fish knew that there was an uninvited guest on the shore, so they all remembered where they were and gradually moved to the center of the lake.

The swaying tails were extremely irritating to Fate, as if these broken fish had escaped his grasp and were mocking him with expressionless faces.

While Fate was getting a little anxious, his brain started working frantically to find a solution.

Without tools, catching fish is not that easy. How can we make these fish swim to our own baskets? ?

Obviously this is unrealistic. If these fish are not infected with plague, who would be willing to let him eat them?

He was not agile enough, and he always felt that his current condition had a significant impact on his skills and performance.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..." Fate's stomach had begun to protest against him as he looked at the fish in the middle of the stream eagerly. After all the previous futile efforts,

Tsk, you’re forcing me, right? You’re forcing me, right?

Then don’t play!

Perhaps even Fate himself did not notice that his character had changed a little from before, so subtle that even he did not realize it.

At this point, in order to fill his stomach and teach these hateful scum a lesson, Fate no longer wants to care about so much.

So, he took off his armor one by one and put it aside, threw away the blood-dropping stone pendant, and his fox eyes, cold and tinged with anger, emerged.

Its height quickly became shorter, a pair of fox ears emerged from the top of its head, its golden hair turned into bright silver white, with a hint of light peach highlights on its forehead, and three big furry white tails shaking rapidly behind it like a duster, expressing its owner's impatient feelings at the moment.

The white-haired little fox girl looked angrily at the school of fish in the middle of the stream, her little fists clenched.

Okay, you don’t want to be eaten by me, right? You’re all afraid of death, right? ?

If I starve to death, you guys won't be able to survive either!

She kicked off her clogs, pulled off her white over-the-knee socks, crumpled them up and threw them on the grass, leaving only the bell tied around her ankle.

Fei Tao stepped on the shore with her bare, snow-white little feet, clenched her little fangs, and dove into the stream like a ferocious beast hunting.

You small fry, come and eat my food, the vicious fox!

"Splash!" The fox fell into the water, and its three big tails spun wildly behind it like turbine power.

The surface of the stream suddenly began to ripple, accompanied by the sound of rapid bells. After a few ripples, it returned to calm.

Fei Tao jumped out of the stream, landed on the shore, and landed on all fours, holding a black fish that had just been caught from the water and was still struggling in her mouth.

"Pah!" Fei Tao spat the caught black fish onto the shore. Looking at the black fish that was jumping around with a strong desire to survive, a teasing smile suddenly appeared on the corners of her mouth.

"That's all~?" Fei Tao smiled sweetly and pressed down the black fish's head with her crystal clear pink feet that were covered in water to stop it from jumping around.

"You're out of strength after just a few rounds? Trash, trash~ Let's see if you can escape from my palm?~" Fei Tao's face, as cute and exquisite as a pearl, was full of mockery and teasing.

Behind Huan Shibi, Fei Tao threw the black fish into the fish basket, humming a song and aiming at the remaining frightened fish.

"And yours."