Chapter 6522 What's with the show of bravado?
Luo Bi glanced at the lightning pattern and put the small handkerchief away.
The array device ate the small crystal, forgot its sad story, and started playing together.
Luo Bi encountered a millet bird and was chased out of the mountains. One of Zhang Wu'er's friends saw this and deliberately gossiped about it. Soon, the families of the garrison soldiers all knew that Luo Bi had shown off.
Everyone went home in the late afternoon, sat together to sort through wild vegetables and mushrooms, and chatted.
"What a fool! They have no fighting ability, so what are they trying to do by going into the mountains?"
"Perhaps she thinks she's capable."
"A talent wasted, yet restless."
Wei Ying got angry when she heard this and ran to tell Luo Bi. Luo Bi had already given up on collecting supplies and wasn't in a hurry to gather them anymore. They couldn't beat the millet birds, and they didn't have any refined mud.
Luo Bi, not being a saint, was bound to be angry at Wei Niao's parroting.
“They just love to gossip and laugh at others for not reaping any rewards.” Wei Niao was in a hurry to get home and dry the mushrooms. Standing in the yard, she said to Luo Bi, “You’ve had quite a harvest in Zhuoxing. Tell them how much millet you harvested, and they’ll stop gossiping. They’ll be green with envy.”
Wei Ying protected Luo Bi, so what if she didn't gain anything from encountering the millet bird? Luo Bi gained a lot from Zhuoxing.
Luo Bi listened to Wei Niao's indignation, but she already had a plan. She was absent-minded. After Wei Niao left, Luo Bi went down the hill to see the millet rats she had brought back. There were more than a dozen of them, all of which were scented and had sparkly hair clips.
These dozen or so wild squirrels originally wanted to die to show humans, but the hairpins kept working, and the squirrels ate something and didn't die.
Luo Bi picked up six millet rats, threw them into a bamboo basket, loaded them onto the sports car, and called to Flame Spoon, Soup Spoon, and Wen Family Little Fireball: "Let's go, let's go back and fight them. They dare to laugh at me, I'll make them green with envy."
The array weapons didn't go, but the winged ones spat.
Luo Bi got out of the sports car, went to the study and brought out a sandalwood box. She gave each of the array artifacts a small crystal. Her hands were too small, and a few fell to the ground. Wen Family's Little Fireball quickly picked them up.
What I picked up is its.
Luo Bi: "..."
Is Wen Yao really that cunning? How come his little fireball has so many tricks up his sleeve?
“This is the payment,” Luo Bi told the array device.
After discussing it, Luo Bi coaxed and tricked the array devices into driving a sports car out.
Fan Yao was picking vegetables at the doorway and reminded them, "It's almost evening, it's dangerous to leave the safe zone."
No wonder people say Luo Bi is showing off; it's true, she won't listen to reason.
"I'll be back in a bit." Luo Bi drove off in her sports car.
After leaving the safe zone, Luo Bi reached the edge of the mountain and drove a short distance further in. A group of people returned, and Luo Bi dodged them. He emptied the millet rats from the bamboo basket and, upon reaching the mountainside, picked up a lot of thorny rats and caltrops.
That night, the Green Bamboo Star Mountains were bustling with activity. The millet rats of Zhuoxing were spreading out everywhere, and the millet rats of Green Bamboo Star were eagerly waiting for the human to arrive so they could set up an earthen formation to trap her.
The next morning, Luo Bi, fully prepared, headed to the mountains.
The millet scout spotted Luo Bi and went back to gather a small squad of millet rats to confront her and hurl insults. Luo Bi was already waiting for them. Little Fireball was terrified; more millet rats were coming, and even the millet bird couldn't defeat them.
Flame Spoon and Soup Spoon also hid behind Luo Bi, while the millet rats cursed and threw dirt into the ground.
"We've been waiting for you guys." Luo Bi grabbed the spiky balls and caltrops and threw them, handful after handful, over and over.
A moment later, the dust thinned and settled, revealing the spiky, furry little squirrels covered in spiky balls. The ground was littered with thorny weevils, and the squirrels, clutching their spiky balls, dared not move. (End of Chapter)












