Chapter 167: rest time after running
After the panda laughed, he sat next to Ma Wang's head and looked at the monster.
"Hello, are you satisfied?" he asked.
Ma Wang neighed, and his voice was full of annoyance, but he didn't mean to disapprove.
"Your acting is very good, I really don't understand what you are thinking." Panda said, "But you can rest assured, I have absolutely no habit of letting my teammates die and take the opportunity to escape. Follow me, if one day we meet We can't even fight an opponent together, so after I'm responsible for breaking it up, you can just throw your hooves away and run away."
Ma Wang neighed again, and the panda could clearly hear it, and it didn't believe its own words at all.
"Fuck! You sly guy, don't think that people all over the world are as slick as you!"
咴yo.
"Hey! What's your look! Do you think I'm a fool?"
咴yo.
"It's really a dog's eyes to see people low! Forget it, I don't care about you. The so-called road knows horsepower, you can see people's hearts over time, get along for a long time, you will naturally understand what kind of person I am." Panda shook his head, not following this Knowing that the whole world is slick or stupid just by being slick, he stood up again and looked left and right, trying to determine roughly where he was.
He opened his map, and saw a huge straight line on the map that was slightly curved. It started from the lakeside of the northern grasslands of the Gobi Desert, and generally extended towards the west, extending very far in one breath—according to experience, there are probably eight 100 kilometers or more.
"I'm down! How far has this gone!"
After estimating for a while, he finally estimated the distance he had run since midnight yesterday, and couldn't help but muttered. Just as I was about to say something else, a golden light flashed in front of my eyes, but it was the light of the setting sun.
Turning to look, the sun has gradually approached the horizon.
According to experience, it should be a little more than six o'clock in the evening, that is to say, from last night to now, he and Ma Wang chased and ran for seventeen or eight hours.
"Seventeen or eight hours, about 800 kilometers, this speed is really powerful!" He couldn't help muttering, "Am I transformed into a Maxima?"
After sighing, he exhaled a long breath, sat down again, thought about it, and gave Ma Wang a recovery spell.
This run, even if he was so tired that he felt like he was about to fall apart, Ma Wang's physical strength was not as good as his, and he was afraid that he would be too tired a long time ago.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to fight with itself, and it would be brought down after only ten rounds and could not get up.
After a spell went down, the paralyzed Mawang suddenly became a little more energetic, and the cunning meaning appeared in his eyes again, and his hind legs moved, but after all, he did nothing.
Panda didn't notice this, he leaned on the horse king and sighed: "You guy, your physical strength is really strong! I heard people say that even the best endurance horse can run two or three hundred miles in one breath. , it's almost the limit. You actually ran fifteen or six hundred miles... This is already equivalent to one and a half thousand miles!"
After thinking about it for a while, he said, "However, you are a monster, not an ordinary horse. It's not surprising that your physical strength is better than that of a Maxima."
Ma Wang replied in a sly voice, as if he was a little dissatisfied.
"Do you think I underestimate you?" Panda shook his head, "I really didn't underestimate you. Being able to fight doesn't mean you have good endurance. There are many beasts that can eat a Maxima for dinner, but they can run better on long distances. Not much. Even if you are a dragon species, looking at your size, you know that your stamina should not be very good..."
Ma Wang protested again with a whimper.
"Okay, okay, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to run like this!" Panda said with a smile, "But if you compete with me on endurance, you will definitely lose. Don't say anything else. , I can restore my stamina with a spell, can you?"
There was obviously a bit of frustration in Ma Wang's cry.
"Don't be depressed, if you are as good as me, now you are not lying and sitting with me, but I am being eaten by you."
When it comes to eating, the panda suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, I saw you eating grass today. Looking at your mouth full of sharp teeth, you should be a meat eater, why are you eating grass?"
Ma Wang called out angrily twice, and casually bit off a few grasses next to him, chewing it and swallowing it. Then he looked at the panda with disdain, like "I don't care about people I don't know".
The panda couldn't help laughing: "Well, you can indeed eat grass. So what else do you eat besides grass?"
Ma Wang called a few times, but this time the panda didn't understand its meaning at all.
"...When I get back to the castle, maybe I should learn from the druids how to communicate with animals." He said to himself, "This kind of communication is entirely based on guesswork, it's not reliable!"
In the chatting of one person and one horse, the time passed slowly, and before you knew it, it was completely dark.
Panda used several recovery spells for himself and Ma Wang in succession, and each other barely recovered some physical strength and stood up swayingly.
Looking at the map, he estimated that it was not very far from the actual territory of the Thracian Kingdom, so he took the king of horses and walked all the way to the west.
After walking for a while, Ma Wang suddenly stopped, pricked up his ears, and looked not far away.
"What's wrong? Did you hear anything?" Panda asked.
Ma Wang didn't answer, just listened carefully, and then his face showed a dash of viciousness, and suddenly he ran wildly, launched a charge in a certain direction, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
The panda hurriedly chased after it, and it took a while to catch up with it again, only to see it standing next to several dead wolves, opening its **** mouth, and biting off the wolves, including their belts and bones, without distinction. Whether it's hair or meat, it's chewed in big mouthfuls and then swallowed.
Seeing him coming, Ma Wang nodded and pointed at the wild wolf in front of him with a front hoof, obviously signaling him to eat together.
"...You are really loyal!" Panda laughed, "But I don't have the habit of eating raw meat, you can eat it yourself."
Ma Wang shook his head with a look of "I don't know like a weak chicken".
Panda laughed angrily: "You guy, you really look down on people!"
He took out the firewood from the tool bar, lit it with magic, then set up the barbecue grill he brought out from the castle, cut a few pieces of wolf meat with a knife, looked left and right, couldn't find a place to wash it, and sighed, Just put it on the grill, sprinkle with a pinch of salt, and smoke it slowly.
After a while, the wolf meat was cooked, and the unique aroma of cooked meat wafted in the night wind.
Ma Wang was obviously attracted by the aroma, so he came over.
Looking at its flickering big eyes, the panda understood what it meant.
"Want a share?" he asked.
Ma Wang nodded again and again.
Seeing that there were not many barbecued meats on the shelf, Panda thought about it, and gave it a large piece. He also cut some raw meat and continued to smoke it.
A few wolves don't have much meat, and although they use cutting rather than gathering, the amount that can be obtained in the end is very limited.
If there is only one panda, so much is definitely more than enough, and even a lot more can be smoked as dry food, or used as currency to exchange something useful for the villagers who will meet in the future.
However, with one more big diner who is afraid to weigh two tons, this amount of meat is far from enough.
In the end, the panda ate the last piece of roast meat in Ma Wang's regretful eyes.
"No more." Looking at the wild wolf with only skeletons and the like left next to him, he shook his head, "There is no meat left to bake."
Ma Wang clearly understood that, sighed humanely, and went to eat those skeletons and offal again.
It is not picky at all, and it will eat these wild wolves cleanly in a short time. Except for the blood on the ground and the smell of blood in the night wind, there is no trace of their existence.
In this way, Ma Wang was still not full, and ate a lot of green grass.
"I regret catching you now." The panda couldn't help but murmured, watching it gulps, "You guy's appetite is a bit big, I'm afraid I can't support you..."