Ch25 â Drunk Little Leopard
Aojia stood in front of the housekeeper. He was about to say something when a slight sound entered his ears. The little leopard sleeping soundly in the bedroom climbed down from the bed and slammed a leopard paw against the door, gently calling out, âAojia, jiji door.â
Rong Mingshi was very confused. Previously, these doors would automatically open whenever he wanted to go in and out. How could it not open this time?
â...â
Aojia looked around at the manor that was ruined except for his bedroom. He quickly used his quantum computer to contacted Ruhr, the militaryâs intelligence that was in the housekeeperâs master data.
Ruhr reluctantly loosened his grip on the master data and ran to the marshalâs mech, quickly adding a 3D image to the surrounding environment. It showed the original manor building and was absolutely impossible to distinguish unless armed with the militaryâs special device.
Then Aojia received the mech armour, cleared his expression and walked back to the bedroom. He opened the bedroom door and the little leopard released his paws. falling down and looking up at Aojia.
Aojia bent down and picked up the little leopard. âYou arenât sleeping?â
Rong Mingshi stretched out, his furry tail moving in a circle and landing on Aojiaâs arm as he said, âJi.â
Aojia raised an eyebrow. âWhat is it?â
Rong Mingshi licked is lips and controlled his vocal cords as he repeated, âHungry.â
âThen letâs go out to eat.â Aojia held the little leopard and moved to Calant, who had stopped the suspension car in the original position of the living room. The heavily armed Calant quickly opened the door and allowed the boss holding the leopard to sit in the car. He turned to look at the high-definition simulation of the bossâ manor and his mouth twitched. This program was used by the military to research battlefield strategies... It turned out that the boss and little leopard had reached this level. He had to be more attentive in the future.
Without waiting for Calantâs gossip heart to burn more vigorously, he received news from the boss to deal with the empireâs police chief who had rushed over.
The housekeeperâs data was locked and by the time he untied the small intelligence Ruhrâs lock, he saw the image of the marshal driving away in the suspension car with the little leopard.
The marshal was good to the child in every respect and the housekeeper had no reason to stop him. It was just... he always felt that his cute little leopard was being scraped away by the ferocious dragon claws and it was hard to control his data.
Before returning to the military, Ruhr came in front of the housekeeperâs data and shook his own database to get the virus previously sent to him by the housekeeper, handing it over to the housekeeperâs information. The meaning expressed was, âSame kind, this gift you sent me, I like it very much!â
â...â
The housekeeper thought he had won the second round against Marshal Black Dragon. Unexpectedly, the result was a complete defeat in the second and third rounds. The housekeeper was depressed...
The little leopard left with Aojia and Ruhr followed the marshalâs guards. The people of the imperial police department didnât enter so the housekeeper was left by himself in the ruins of the manor to clean up the mess he made. The little leopardâs energy stones lay beneath the rubble and he had to find them.
At this time, Aojia was sitting in the suspension car and felt very good as he held the little leopardâs thick claws.
The place where Aojia took the little leopard was very remote. He completely avoided the prosperous areas of the capital and even passed by the most famous hotel in the city, which was built on a food city lake. They took seven or eight turns around suspended land and finally arrived at a small suspended mountain.
Aojia parked the suspension car on the edge of the suspended mountain and carried the little leopard outside.
Rong Mingshi moved his nose as he descended from the car. His eyes were bright as he looked at a building not far away. It was a bungalow surrounded by a fir fence and the smell of a variety of barbecued foods came from it.
In the end, he was a carnivore and this scent made the leopardâs mouth overflow with saliva. His starry eyes were full of eagerness and he wanted to jump down from Aojiaâs hand and run straight over. God knew he was going crazy after eating so many nutrients.
Aojia smiled, rubbed his head and stepped towards the small courtyard. The courtyard door of the fir fence wasnât closed. As he went through it with the small leopard, a male lion suddenly emerged from the small courtyard and rushed at them.
Rong Mingshi was startled but fortunately, Aojiaâs speed was fast enough. He easily stopped the lionâs pounce and continued going forward. âMaster, I brought someone over for dinner.â
Master? Aojiaâs master? The little leopard stood on Aojiaâs shoulder to look behind Aojia. He found that this tall lionâs mane had mottled white hair and there was a majestic air to him. Rong Mingshi waved his thick paws towards this person. âJiji, hello.â
Aojiaâs steps didnât pause and his expression didnât change as he seriously corrected, âMaster, hello.â
Rong Mingshi repeated, âJiji, hello.â
...Something seemed to be wrong?
â...â
This situation caused the lion called Wuka to transform back to a human shape. He looked excitedly at the little beast and asked, âYoung Ao, whose child is this?â
Rong Mingshi, â...â
Aojia patted the little leopardâs fur to comfort him and turned to look at his master trying to hug the little leopard. âHe is an adult beast, Rong Mingshi.â
The lion Wuka touched his white beard, looking between the little leopard and Aojia. Then he suddenly smiled and reached out. âGive me a hug.â
Rong Mingshi was frightened by the smiling face of Aojiaâs master and shrunk back in Aojiaâs arms. Aojia walked forward. âRong Rong is afraid.â
â...â Afraid? Who?
Rong Mingshi turned and saw the master lion laughing, his eyes full of interest. This caused Rong Mingshi to shake slightly. Aojia... his words were right!
Aojia walked into the small courtyard and looked at the various meats roasting on the table. The meat quality was good and the knife work was also excellent. The salted meat was considered to have reached the standard but the baking craftsmanship was still poor.
Rong Mingshi moved his nose, turned from Aojiaâs shoulder and headed to the table. It was meat and he thought it tasted good, making him demand some from Aojia.
...His saliva dripped.
However, Aojia obviously didnât want to give it to the little leopard to eat. Aojia placed the little leopard on a stool at the table, picked up a round iron plate and placed it on the stove.
Rong Mingshi stretched out his head with a curious expression. Aojia was cooking it himself?
He saw Aojia blowing flames to the stove, instantly improving the flames of the stove and the orange flames licked at the iron plate. The iron plate quickly became hot. Aojia grabbed the brush next to him and quickly brushed a layer of oil onto the iron plate. His other hand sprinkled a layer of seasoning and the thin slices of meat the master had marinated in the morning were laid on the iron palate. He used iron chopsticks to quickly turn over the thin pieces of meat.
These actions were skilful and stable. It clearly wasnât his first time doing this.
Rong Mingshi crouched there, staring at the sizzling sounds and enticing taste of barbecue. He became hungrier because the meats cooked by Aojia smelt better than the original barbecue on the table.
The lion Wuka sat down obediently and watched his apprenticeâs movements with a pout. No matter how many times he roasted meat, he couldnât reach his apprenticeâs level. Once the thin meat was cooked and the edges slightly curled, Aojia skillfully grabbed the meat and placed it on a small plate next to him, handing it to the two people in front.
The lion Wuka ate lavishly.
The little leopard licked his lips and stared at Aojia with starry eyes. Could he really eat? Aojia continued to cook the meat with one hand while patting the leopardâs head with the other hand. âI asked the doctor and you can eat a bit.â
The little leopard cried out and bowed his head to eat, the tender and slightly smoky taste reaching his tongue. The little leopard, who hadnât touched meat for a long time, almost swallowed his tongue.
The corners of Aojiaâs lips twitched as he watched the leopard burying his head to eat with his head shaking and then Aojia reached out to pat the fur.
The lion Wukaate quickly and once the plate was empty, he rushed to his house to grab a bottle of wine, giving it to Aojia. Aojia pried open the lid with one hand and sprinkled it quickly and evenly on the meat cooking on the iron plate. The mellow wine moisturized the meat with the heat and it filled the air with a clear taste.
Rong Mingshi finished eating and sniffed. This smell was very good and it seemed... his head was a bit dizzy.
After Aojia sprinkled some of the wine, he slightly frowned. The smell of this wine...
Wuka touched his white beard. âThis is an old wine that Iâve kept in my cellar for a century. Young Ao, for you to drink it...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He hadnât finished speaking when he saw his apprentice drop the iron chopsticks and reach for the little leopard who had fallen off the stool.
âRong Rong!â
Some of the beastmenâs foods were mixed, which was why the doctor strictly prevented the little leopard from eating the food in the aircraft. The master had been keeping this old wine for so many years and it was unknown how much extra strength was added. In other words, this wine was too strong...
Rong Mingshi was dizzy just from inhaling some of it. He saw Aojiaâs face coming over and suddenly his whole face was steaming as he hugged Aojiaâs arm. âAoji Aoji Aoji Aoji....â
He screamed hard as his thick tail waved and finally wrapped around Aojiaâs neck.
This caused the handsome adult to worry as hot air surged. Aojia quickly activated the quantum computerâs physical examination program. It determined that the little leopard was only drunk. Aojia was slightly relieved and held a cup to feed this leopard water.
However, the little leopard didnât cooperate. He kept holding Aojiaâs arm and calling out. After a while, he looked up at Aojia with crystal clear eyes that shimmered with sunlight. Aojia was stunned for a moment, letting the little leopard spring out from his arms and going to the stones scattered next to the hut.
The little leopard screamed, pressed the space button and pulled out his tools to start work on the stones. The little leopard suddenly became dusty. These dragon scales were used to carve energy stones and carving these ordinary stones as simply too east. The scattered stones under the little leopardâs paws quickly turned to... a little black dragon in various forms!
It wasnât until there were no more stones in the courtyard that the little leopard finally fell asleep in Aojiaâs arms with a dusty face. Aojia held the dirty little leopard, an unknown meaning in his deep eyes.
The lionWuka stared at the cute little black dragons in the courtyard and was gobsmacked. This cub that his apprentice obtained was amazing!