#486 - Little Thunderbird (asking for monthly ticket recommendation)

After the team of wizards responsible for escorting the Thunderbird left, and after confirming that no one was around, Shatia poked her head out and slipped into the shed along the outer weather-resistant tarp.

As soon as Shatia entered the tarp shed, she felt a blur before her eyes. The interior environment had been arranged into an American wilderness scene, and the interior space of this tarp shed, which housed the young Thunderbird, was very large. It seemed to have been expanded using a seamless extension charm. At least the upward direction had obviously been extended; the sky above could be judged with the naked eye to be nearly a hundred meters high.

At this time, the young Thunderbird inside the tarp shed was only slightly larger than an adult lion, which was enough for it to live in this compartment.

After roughly seeing the environment, Shatia clung to the covering weather-resistant tarp and began searching for the figure of the young Thunderbird.

Then she felt a black shadow flash before her eyes, and a very large bird head appeared in front of her, staring intently at this 'little thing' with its hawk-like eyes.

"Hi..." Shatia didn't expect this Thunderbird to be so fast. She didn't even have time to react before being discovered.

Facing the Thunderbird's sharp eyes, Shatia felt as if she was being targeted by some natural enemy, and she could only stand there blankly, her mind blank, and then she instinctively greeted it.

At this time, Shatia, in her bat form, felt as if she was soaked in cold sweat. After all, she couldn't guarantee that Anduolu had greeted the Thunderbird, and she wasn't sure if this Thunderbird had such high intelligence that it could recognize her after seeing her for the first time.

She was really afraid that this guy would open its mouth and eat her as a snack.

However, although the Thunderbird's eyes were sharp as knives when it met Shatia's gaze, it didn't do anything dangerous to her after all.

At the same time, after seeing Shatia's bat appearance clearly, the Thunderbird immediately recalled the kind voice that appeared in its mind last night.

Starting several days ago, the young Thunderbird could sense a faint mental induction trying to establish contact with it. This induction gave it a very kind feeling, just like its former family.

It was precisely for this reason that the young Thunderbird was eager to break out of this cage in front of it, but unfortunately, the enemies it had to face were too many, and it was too weak at this time to resist the Stunning Spells they fired at it.

However, just last night, the young Thunderbird suddenly discovered that the vague mental induction suddenly became clear. The owner of that induction also explained the situation to it, asking it to remain as calm as possible and wait for his rescue.

At the same time, that voice also told it that if it found a strangely behaving bat, it should provide as much help as possible. This was a 'friend,' someone it could trust.

Thinking of this, the young Thunderbird tilted its head and looked at Shatia clinging to the weather-resistant tarp. This guy's behavior could be described as 'strange,' right?

The young Thunderbird nodded in its heart, then stretched out its forepaw and scooped Shatia into its hand.

'This is a friend, one of our own, so let her stay with my treasures,' the young Thunderbird thought.

Then it took the somewhat frightened Shatia back to the nest that the wizards had built for it on the rocks, and then stuffed her into a corner next to it.

This corner was filled with a large number of gnawed-clean white bones, which at this time was like a cage made of withered bones, completely trapping Shatia inside.

No, big brother, what are you doing?

After discovering that the Thunderbird didn't harm her, Shatia realized that the other party should have communicated with Anduolu.

But now that she was stuffed into a pile of bones, she began to doubt her life again. What did this mean? How did it look like it was preparing to lock her up as a spare snack?

In the young Thunderbird's simple thoughts, good friends should share their treasures with him. Why did this bat look so unhappy?

Thinking of this, it felt that it might have been too rough just now, so it stretched out its sharp claws and pawed a few times in her direction, seemingly wanting to convey its apology.

But from Shatia's perspective, it wasn't like that at all. This Thunderbird looked like it was going to scratch her to death on the spot.

Therefore, she had no choice but to flap desperately in that pile of bones, trying to break free from the other party's clutches.

However, the Thunderbird became even more energetic when it saw this. It thought that its show of goodwill must have worked, which was why the other party had become so energetic. Then it happily chirped and pawed even more vigorously.

And at this time, this scene was being watched by Hogg, who was staring at the monitor in the distance. After all, Shatia still had a monitor on her forehead.

"Haha, Shatia, this stinky bat, is really too stupid. That little Thunderbird clearly just wanted to play with her, but she was scared like an idiot," Hogg looked at Shatia being manipulated by the little Thunderbird like a toy, and laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

However, after a period of getting acquainted, Shatia finally understood that the young Thunderbird had no hostility towards her, but she really couldn't accept its way of expressing intimacy.

But in this way, at least Shatia's hiding problem was solved. At least she was safe in pen number 26 where the little Thunderbird was located.

Therefore, Shatia was finally able to take some time to rest. After filling her stomach, she simply slept in the Thunderbird's nest.

Until night fell.

Having regained her energy, Shatia didn't forget the news she had learned in the morning. Tonight, she might be able to follow that team leader wizard to find the manager here, 'Milan Clement'!

Regrouped, Shatia didn't hesitate. After saying goodbye to the little Thunderbird, she climbed out of the tarp shed again and flew directly into the sky, taking advantage of the night, and began searching for the wizard's trail.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of birds in the sky above the base at night, and her presence didn't attract everyone's attention.

Finally, after circling in the sky for half an hour, Shatia found the wizard team leader from the morning.

It was just that the other party's state was a little different from that in the morning. The wizard team leader, wearing plain work clothes, looked a little embarrassed at this time, covered in dirt and grass clippings, and at the same time, Shatia saw bloodstains remaining on his chest, arms, and other places.

"Is he injured? But the way his limbs are intact doesn't seem like it," Shatia was a little confused about what happened to the other party during the day, but now was not the time to think about these things. She had to keep an eye on this guy and figure out Milan Clement's movements.

So Shatia directly swooped down and landed on the eaves closest to the other party, and then closely followed the team leader wizard.

The other party seemed to have just finished a whole day of work. Shatia watched him walk into the residential area's bar in a somewhat dejected manner, and watched him finish his dinner through the glass window.

The other party didn't have any communication with others during the entire meal, and at the same time, those team members who had been following him before were now nowhere to be seen.

"It seems that Milan Clement is not in the bar, and this guy seems to have experienced some accident. Even his team members are gone. Didn't they agree to meet in the bar tonight?"

Shatia was a little worried that the sudden change would disrupt the wizard's original plan. If this guy changed his mind, wouldn't she be wasting time with him?

However, just when she was frowning, the team leader wizard walked out of the bar, and then stood at the bar door with a melancholy expression. The other party seemed to be thinking about something, and his face kept changing in just a few minutes.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, his expression suddenly became firm, and he stepped towards the center of the residential area.

Seeing this situation, Shatia naturally followed closely. As the other party turned seven turns and eight turns in the road, until the wizard team leader arrived at an unremarkable house on the brain side of a dormitory area.

The wizard team leader took a few deep breaths in front of the house, and then stepped onto the steps leading to the house and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

After the door was knocked for a moment, a question came from the house.

"It's me, Nason, the second squad leader of the maintenance team!" Nason swallowed nervously after hearing the voice from the house, and then responded loudly.

"What's the matter?" A female voice came from the house again.

"Yes, yes, that's right, Ms. Gail, I have something I want to talk to Mr. Clement about." Nason was obviously a little nervous, and replied with a slight stutter.

Then, without letting him wait long, the house door was opened, and a middle-aged witch with short hair appeared in front of Nason, and looked at him with some curiosity, "Is it urgent? Mr. Clement's time is very precious."

"Uh..." Being asked by Ms. Gail, Nason became even more nervous, and stammered for a long time without opening his mouth. He didn't know how to answer the other party. To say it was urgent, it didn't seem like anything urgent, but since he had mustered the courage to come here, he didn't want to go back in such a dejected manner.

Gail in the house saw Nason's embarrassment, and then her tone became softer, "Alright, alright, don't be so nervous, Mr. Clement is not a man-eating tiger. I remember you, Nason. You have been in the park for three years, right? This is the first time I have seen you come to Mr. Clement alone."

Then she turned sideways and made way, "You are lucky today. Mr. Clement just finished dinner. I think he should be able to take some time to talk to you now. He is in the office in the inner room on the second floor. You should have been there. Go up yourself."

"Uh, yes, thank you, Ms. Gail. You are always so understanding." After hearing Gail's words, Nason breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly before stepping into the house door.

And at this time, Shatia, who was on the eaves above Nason's head, naturally heard the conversation between the two. Knowing that that Mr. Clement was now on the second floor of this house, she immediately turned over and searched along the windows on the second floor.

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