Chapter 458: Do You Want One, Bro?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu ngng was full of suspicion. If she did not give sufficient instructions, Elvis and Lea could have caught all the rats in the area purely based on how wide of holes they dredge to store their food.
Elvis and Lea nodded in acknowledgent, then proceeded to harvest the bamboo shoots.
Elvis was not as good at knife skills as Lea, often squashing the bamboo shoots into bits instead of harvesting them. Later, Lea just told him to stop adding on any burden and just accompany Gu ngng.
Gu ngng supported her body against a bamboo that was as thick as her arm, looking it up and down and making little gestures while Lea was harvesting the shoots.
Elvis watched as she expressed her interest towards the bamboo, asking, “Can this be eaten too?”
Gu ngng shook her head, “Even pandas don’t eat bamboos this thick, let alone humans.”
“Then...?” Elvis did not understand.
Gu ngng patted the bamboo, “Hubby, cut it open from here, I want this bamboo.”
Elvis replied, “Alright.”
Elvis grabbed Gu ngng’s waist, holding her in his embrace while he transford his other hand into a sharp claw. With a light wave, that bamboo snapped into two. The bamboo leaves ruffled in the air and fell in the other direction.
With his palm up, Elvis caught the bamboo steadily, then released Gu ngng’s waist, “Do I just bring the whole stick back?”
Gu ngng shook her head, “Put it down first, hubby. Let take a good look.”
Elvis adjusted the angle, then placed the bamboo on the ground.
Gu ngng squatted down and looked at it for a long while, “Hubby, give another claw, right here.”
Elvis did so accordingly.
Gu ngng held up the section that had been cut, smiling extrely happily.
“Co, drink so water.” Gu ngng said, “This area of the bamboo joint is solid while the bamboo tube is hollow. As long as you cut at the right area, you can create a ready-made cup~”
Elvis stared at the bamboo that was five tres or so, asking, “Do you need so many cups?”
Gu ngng shook her head, “Not so much, just 10 would do.”
Elvis, “10?”
Gu ngng nodded, “Four for Hede and his brothers, one for each of them, one for each of us, one for Lea and one for Sandy.”
Gu ngng turned her head to look at Ian, asking, “Do you want one, bro?”
Ian snorted with his aloof expression, “My eagle-owl tribe only drink dew, I don’t need these coarse stuff.”
Gu ngng, “Oh.”
Turning back, she said to Elvis, “Auretin seems pretty pitiful, not having any friends besides us. So, let’s prepare for him too, and one more, hehehehe...”
Elvis raised his eyebrows, feeling especially interested towards Gu ngng’s “hehehehe”.
Gu ngng hooked Elvis’ neck like two students huddled together discussing how to cheat during their test later, “I want to take the other one to carry out “The Gu ngng Organisation’s Ethology and Special Encouragent Operation”.”
Elvis looked at Gu ngng feeling lost, completely not understanding what she was saying.
Gu ngng replied mysteriously, “I have my plans, just do what I said and help make 10 cups.”
Elvis nodded. Then pointed at the one in Gu ngng’s hand, “Auretin.”
He cut another one and looked at it closely, as if he was not too pleased by it, so he followed up with, “Hede.”
He cut another one, seemingly slightly better than the previous one, yet still could not reach the perfect standard in Elvis’ eyes, so he smiled and said, “Jialue’s.”
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