Traveling Through the Stars

Roger said "tsk". What if he didn't put it out? Could he feed it to another one to see if it worked? !

Sorry, neither Roger nor Wen Yao would bother to do that.

Roger didn't go to the military headquarters in the morning. He walked to Feng Ling's house. Feng Ling came back from the edge of the planet and took a short nap. When he got up and opened the door, Roger wandered to the balcony.

"Luo Bi hasn't woken up yet?" Roger didn't see anyone.

Feng Ling was grilling meat and making breakfast in the kitchen with an expressionless face: "What's up?"

Roger sighed: "I came to tell Luo Bi that Jiang Yixin's little quails are almost dead. We agreed that if Jiang Yixin's little quails are dead, she will give Jiang Yixin another 20."

Feng Ling glanced at Roger: "Why, are you plotting against me?"

Roger smiled and his eyes fell on Feng Ling's breakfast ingredients: "Tsk, the breakfast is really rich. I didn't plot against Luo Bi. You know, rare birds are not easy to raise. The rare bird breeder has only raised other rare birds and has insufficient experience in raising little quails. After trying it, they died."

There are still two left, which is no different from being dead.

The two are also taking a nap. Those who have raised little quails together know that those who take a nap may die at any time.

Feng Ling knew all of Roger's worries. While grilling the meat, he said, "She hasn't woken up yet."

"Ouch." Roger turned and left. He couldn't afford to offend someone who was pampering him. Before he left, Roger said, "I just want to tell you that it's not okay to feed her water and food. Jiang Yixin still has two little partridge chickens left."

Roger paused and said, "I guess these two can't be saved."

Feng Ling agreed, "Okay, I'll tell her later."

Roger went home and brought back a second-level Flame Duck Beast's wing. Everything was packed. Feng Ling pampered Luo Bi. Even if Roger didn't like this woman, he had to think twice. Being rude is not the same as sending food.

After Feng Ling had breakfast, Luo Bi got up.

Feng Ling took a high-end fur coat and prepared to go out. He told Luo Bi what Roger said.

Then, Feng Ling sneered: "I guess they are thinking about you giving Jiang Yixin another twenty."

When she heard that Jiang Yixin's little partridges were almost dead, Luo Bi chuckled: "Look, you won't give up if you don't feed them. Feed them water and food, they will die, right?!"

Since they were not her own little partridges, Luo Bi's words were full of gloating. Feng Ling treated Luo Bi as a child and told her a few words: "Call me if you have anything."

Luo Bi nodded obediently: "Well, go and get busy!"

The Leiyan warriors didn't know much about the little partridges raised at home. Feng Ling didn't move the bamboo basket and went out to the edge of the planet.

Before leaving, Feng Ling put breakfast on the table. They were all Luo Bi's favorite ingredients. Luo Bi took a look and saw that they were still hot, but she didn't have time to eat. The little partridges had been stuffy all night and it was not good to keep them covered.

Luo Bi went to lift the animal skin. When the light came on, a basket of little partridges immediately called happily.

Luo Bi could hear the joy. She looked around and found no dead partridges.

There was no dead partridge in this basket. Luo Bi opened other bamboo baskets and found a dead partridge. Normally, if the temperature is not cold, the dead ones should be weak and unable to be saved.

Just like Jiang Yixin's partridge, it was fed water and food, and nothing else was said. It was waiting to die!

Who can do anything about it? It is a delicate thing.

If you don't touch it, it will die.

It was already mid-morning when she was done. After hatching the partridges, Luo Bi had no time to extract and refine.