The daily life of the crew of "Beasts".

Chapter 116 Watermelon Battle

In the fields, a lush green expanse stretches out, with large swathes of watermelons planted.

The blazing sunlight shone down, and the faint chirping of insects and birds echoed nearby.

edge of the melon field

The village's mischievous kids sneaked up here, followed by a beast pulling a large wooden cart.

Yue Tian, ​​who was leading the way, stepped into the melon field and picked up the nearest watermelon to examine it.

It has a bright color and a large size. When tapped twice, it produces a clear, dull thud.

"Yes, it's a good melon." Yue Tian nodded.

“We’ve chosen our time carefully, do you think we’d find any greenhorns here?” Huang Jiu chimed in.

"Stop with the jokes, let's hurry up and move before Old Man Yang comes. Today we're going to bully the rich and the poor!"

Yue Tian put the watermelons on the cart and then ran eagerly towards the watermelon field.

The other beasts were not far behind, each vying to be the first, some even pulling out knives to prepare to open one up and satisfy their cravings.

Today, a bunch of unruly kids, comparable to bandits, came to the melon patch.

They wreaked havoc everywhere, and no melon in their path was spared; they were all destroyed.

Hey! That piece is mine!

Little Thorn felt a blur before her eyes and the watermelon she had just prepared vanished.

He looked around blankly, then noticed that a certain wretched tile cat was engrossed in eating a familiar-looking watermelon.

I just finished that!

The little cat, its face covered in juice, raised its head.

next second.

"Put-put ...

Watermelon seeds shot out of his mouth and swept forward continuously.

Little Thorn's expression changed drastically, and he rolled awkwardly to dodge the first wave of gunfire.

"Damn it! You really think I'm easy to bully?!"

He grabbed the half-eaten watermelon next to him and threw it, but the little cat reacted quickly and leaped away.

One of the foxes behind him was incredibly unlucky; it was caught off guard and hit in the face by a watermelon. The flesh shattered, juice splattered everywhere, and half a watermelon landed on its head like a hat.

"Then, if I say I didn't do it on purpose, would you believe me?" Xiao Ci asked awkwardly.

I don't care if you did it on purpose or not!

The little fox took the watermelon off its head, broke it in half, and threw it at Little Thorn and the Wa Cat.

A chaotic battle broke out, with watermelon rinds and flesh flying everywhere. Bystanders who were watching the watermelon were caught in the crossfire and joined in, causing the battle to escalate into a massive watermelon fight.

"Brother Yue, should we join in and conquer the entire arena?"

Huang Jiu was eager to try his luck at the edge of the battlefield, and he couldn't help but want to sneak in and take down two of them.

Yue Tian rolled her eyes at him.

"Old Man Yang might come at any time, and then we might miss our chance. Let's move quickly."

As he was speaking, he picked up a watermelon, but just then, with a "smack," a piece of watermelon rind hit him in the face.

The most frightening thing was the sudden silence, so Huang Jiu hesitated for a moment before tentatively speaking.

"Um, Brother Yue?"

"I've changed my mind, let's get them!"

With one claw plunging into the watermelon, Yue Tian forcefully broke it in two, grabbing one half and charging menacingly towards the battlefield.

The clouds rolled in and out, and the temperature rose a little more as the sun rose.

A strong wind blew by, and several birds of different kinds circled in the sky. They were responsible for keeping watch again and alerting the birds if any beasts approached.

Just then, a white figure appeared and rapidly approached the melon field. An eagle on lookout noticed and stared intently. It saw an old goat striding fiercely, carrying a cane, heading straight for the melon field.

"The village chief is here! Retreat!"

A slightly panicked shout rang out from the sky.

Yue Tian, ​​who was smashing half a watermelon on Xiao Wa Mao's head, was stunned for a moment, and then he was hit squarely by a watermelon rind that flew from somewhere.

"Stop messing around and get out of here! If you get caught, you're done for!!"

Without bothering to disperse the beasts, Yue Tian called out and ran away. The other beasts immediately stopped their commotion and ran off. Even a few calves didn't forget to drag the cart full of watermelons away with them.

When the old goat arrived, all he saw was a melon field in complete disarray.

With trembling hands, he picked up a slice of watermelon; his lips were quivering with anger.

"You bunch of little brats! You didn't even leave me a single one! You're going to just ruin them even if you can't take them with you?!"

The old goat howled to the sky, his heart filled with grief and indignation. Suddenly, he saw a flash of anger in the eyes of several birds circling in the sky, and he abruptly raised his hand and threw something.

The cane flew through the air, whistling as it soared into the sky, causing the eagle that had given the warning to quickly dodge.

The cane brushed past the eagle's wings, knocking down a few feathers, and the eagle's head was covered in cold sweat.

"Did the old village chief practice javelin throwing before? How could he throw so accurately from 100 meters high?!"

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he suddenly felt a movement behind his head, and with a thud, the cane flew back and hit him on the head.

The eagle felt a sudden darkness before its eyes and almost fell, so it quickly flapped its wings to steady itself.

The curator flew back into the old goat's hand, and he raised his hand as if to throw it again, but the eagle saw this and quickly ran away.

There's no way to leave now. The village chief almost got beaten up himself, and if he doesn't leave, will he become a target?

In the city,

Heat rose from the ground, making the road surface scalding hot, as if it could fry an egg.

A gust of hot wind carrying dust blew by, and looking around, the pedestrians on the street were all dressed in light clothing, and the ice cream stalls on the roadside were extremely popular.

"Straw hats for sale! Straw hats for sale! The same style as Luffy's from One Piece, 100% accurate, satisfaction guaranteed!"

A shout echoed through the street, barely noticeable amidst the various noises.

A young man who had just picked up his package and was about to go home noticed the sound. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short-legged dog wearing a straw hat on its head squatting in front of a street stall, hawking its wares.

The young man wasn't particularly interested at first, but he stopped when he saw the stall owner.

Kind of cute.

With this thought flashing through his mind, the young man's feet moved uncontrollably to the stall.

"Guest, my straw hats are handmade, and the price is affordable. Plus, you get a free gift with every purchase. I can weave whatever you need right here on the spot."

The straw dog looked up, saw someone approaching, and hurriedly started selling its wares.

Don't ask him why he's selling Luffy-style straw hats even though he's become a short-legged dog. Just say he's keeping up with the times.

After all, what city dweller has nothing better to do than buy a straw hat and bring it home? It seems like they can only make a living by making some cute things and selling their wares.

The young man looked down at the straw hat on the stall; it was indeed the same as the one in One Piece, with no difference.

He glanced at the stall owner and asked casually, "This straw hat is nice, how much?"

The straw dog smiled, thinking to itself that humans aren't entirely without discernment.

He was about to make a price offer when suddenly he heard sirens blaring, accompanied by announcements from loudspeakers.

"Stop selling straw hats immediately! We have received a report that what you are selling could cause a fire. Please stop immediately and come with us."

The smile on the straw dog's face froze.

How did these wretched humans get here so fast? I haven't sold a single one today!

Before the young man buying the straw hat could react, he saw the stall owner roll up the carpet and run away in a flash.

The next second, a police car drove by, making a whooshing sound, leaving the young man completely bewildered.

Shortly after,

In the police station,

The two police officers whispered to each other.

"Hey, have you heard? Straw dogs have come to our city."

"Oh, really?" another officer asked, looking surprised. "That guy who said Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The officer who spoke first nodded.

Thanks to this proverb, straw dogs became famous in the human world.

Within the police force, he was specifically noted for his innate tendency to ignite anger literally, a trait that made the police wary of him as if he were a scoundrel.

The two officers were about to continue the conversation when the interrogation room door opened.

Straw Dog came out with a dark face and covered in powder. During the conversation, he had been red-hot several times, but each time he was spurted on by a fire extinguisher, so he couldn't get it to ignite.

The two police officers simultaneously shut their mouths and stood up straight, their eyes fixed straight ahead, their faces solemn. Their acting was so fake it couldn't be more fake. They weren't on guard duty, so why were they standing at attention like that?

A middle-aged police officer followed behind the straw dog, holding a fire extinguisher with the safety pin off. He gave serious instructions.

"Remember not to buy grass products anymore, find some other work."

The straw dog turned around and asked, "Then what kind of job should I look for?"

"Uh……"

To be honest, the middle-aged police officer Ya Ran didn't know either. With his easily angered constitution, which place would dare to take him in?

Upon seeing the middle-aged police officer's expression, Chugou turned away with a dark expression and walked out.

As he stepped out of the police station, he looked up at the sky, his heart filled with extreme grief and indignation.

Damn humans! I hate them! They won't let me sell straw hats, and I can't find a job! Ugh! Just you wait for my revenge, just you wait!

Anger surged, and flames gradually rose on the straw dog's body.

However, with a "poof" sound, the middle-aged police officer raised his hand without hesitation and pressed the fire extinguisher. The white dry powder sprayed out and extinguished the flames that had just begun to rise.

"Don't be so angry, it'll hurt your body."

When the middle-aged police officer mentioned the potential harm to his health, he hesitated for a moment before handing over the fire extinguisher.

"Take this. Be careful on the road, and put out any fires you see immediately."

Straw Dog: I hate it! Those wretched humans who built this city… I'm leaving! Just you wait, just you wait! One day I'll be back!