Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 114 Who is ruining the atmosphere?

Seeing Zhao Xiaoxiu's painful expression, Sheng Qingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why she gave such an order was because after the real experience just now, she found that what her little apprentice needed was not to enhance his physical strength, but to learn how to control strength.

The violent chopping would definitely be easy for Zhao Xiaoxiu to accomplish, at most it would be a little tiring.

Maybe she wasn't that tired, because she had amazing recovery ability.

But trying to control herself from completely splitting the stake was like having strength but not knowing where to put it.

Sheng Qingyang glanced at the time on his watch. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. If he delayed any further, another day would pass.

"Let's start." She said softly.

Zhao Xiaoxiu lowered her head: "Okay."

Sheng Qingyang stood beside her, watching and helping her adjust the force point and knife-wielding posture.

When everything was almost adjusted and she saw the little girl starting to get into the mood, she nodded in satisfaction.

Then he turned around decisively, picked up the machete, and went to find more practice poles for her.

Sure enough, just a few minutes after I left, I heard a childish cry of "Ah!" coming from the door.

The stake cracked!
Zhao Xiaoxiu was annoyed. She was just a little lazy and relaxed her wrist for a moment.

It’s all because the knife is too sharp!

Sheng Qingyang dragged back a whole big poplar tree and swung the machete. It didn't seem like her movements were any different, but the thick poplar tree was immediately split into two pieces.

Zhao Xiaoxiu's eyes widened, and for the first time she intuitively felt the powerful strength hidden under Sheng Qingyang's gentle appearance.

Sheng Qingyang placed a new wooden stake in front of Zhao Xiaoxiu. She clenched her fist in encouragement, "The last one doesn't count. Start over. I'll help you count."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxiu, can you count from one to twenty now?" Sheng Qingyang asked with concern.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: “.” It’s obviously a normal question, why does she feel like her IQ is being humiliated?

The little girl nodded stubbornly and said, "I can already count from one to one hundred!"

"Great." Sheng Qingyang rubbed her hair which was messy due to exercise, stepped back, raised his eyebrows, and started again.

Zhao Xiaoxiu sighed resignedly and started to hack again.

As if to prove something, she counted every time she chopped, and this time she managed to make it to the 88th chop.

"It must be because the quality of the poplar wood is poor!" said the angry little girl angrily.

Sheng Qingyang stuffed a tube of nutrient solution into her mouth and said, "It's okay. Eat your fill before you come back. There are still two hours until dark. I have more than ten wooden stakes prepared for you. We, Xiaoxiu, will succeed."

The hungry Zhao Xiaoxiu was silent for two seconds, then decisively drank up the nutrient solution in his mouth and shook his wrist, "Try again, I can definitely do it!"

Sheng Qingyang liked the fact that the child refused to admit defeat, so he thoughtfully placed a new wooden stake specially made for her height, "Our Xiaoxiu is the best."

Zhao Xiaoxiu: Go for it!

Half an hour later
"Master, my hands are so sore."

Zhao Xiaoxiu put down the knife and felt that it was not as amazing as when he first saw it.

Sheng Qingyang: "Then let's take a five-minute break before continuing."

Another hour later.
Zhao Xiaoxiu no longer wanted to raise his knife, so he threw away his butterfly double blades and sat down on the wooden stake, spreading his hands and wailing: "I can't chop it open even if I chop it 200 times now!"

"Master, it's getting dark, why don't you go home?" Zhao Xiaoxiu said pitifully, "Can I continue tomorrow? My hands are so sore, Master~"

The word "Master" with a long ending made Sheng Qingyang's heart soften.

Looking at the sky that was already getting dark, she knew that she couldn't be too harsh on the first day, so she stood up and said with a smile:
"I'll see you tomorrow morning then."

Zhao Xiaoxiu's eyes suddenly lit up. It was the first time that she was so eager for someone to leave.

Sheng Qingyang saw her expression, smiled helplessly, bent down and whispered in her ear:
"I know you'll recover soon, but your performance today is already very good, so I'll let you go for now." Sheng Qingyang put the red wool scarf he had knitted a long time ago around her and waved to the stunned little girl, "Bye."

This time he really left.

Sheng Qingyang used her fully-charged satellite phone to call the patrol station and asked the patrol soldiers to pick her up and take her home.

As soon as the patrol car left, Sister Monkey and Zhao Gang immediately appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoxiu.

The little girl, already exhausted and numb, fell towards her father like a pile of mud.

Zhao Gang's tentacles hurriedly caught her, passed through her armpits, lifted her up, and brought her back to the house.

Sister Monkey followed behind and asked with concern.

Zhao Xiaoxiu no longer had the energy to talk to it, and could only answer questions by nodding and shaking his head.

It was not until Zhao Gang brought over a bowl of loach soup that Zhao Xiaoxiu, whose soul seemed to be sucked out, stood up. He picked up the bowl and ate heartily, wishing he could throw his whole body into the bowl.

hungry!
This was the only thought in Zhao Xiaoxiu's mind.

She didn't know why she was so hungry. She had already drunk a bottle of yogurt and two bottles of nutrient solution today, but when she saw the food, she still felt uncomfortable with an empty stomach.

Zhao Gang looked at the cub eating its meal with big mouthfuls, feeling both distressed and relieved.

What makes me sad is that she was tortured so badly by Sheng Qingyang today.

Fortunately, the cubs' appetite has increased.

Her large appetite is due to high consumption, which proves that her demand for energy is increasing and her strength is getting stronger.

Regarding this, Zhao Gang was sure that Sheng Qingyang must have noticed it.

But he also had to admit that this was a smart human being who knew what to ask and what not to ask.

As long as she maintained her sense of propriety, he wouldn't mind his cub continuing to have in-depth contact with her.

Moreover, judging from the cub's increased appetite today, Sheng Qingyang, as a human, does have some abilities.

In the next few days, Sheng Qingyang reported to Territory No. 13 on time at nine o'clock every morning.

He took Zhao Xiaoxiu and waited in front of a row of wooden stakes for a whole day.

Zhao Xiaoxiu felt a little regretful from the beginning, and after being tortured to death by her own power for several days in a row, she regretted it even more.

She couldn't understand why a thick wooden stake would crack so easily.

I couldn't believe that my control over my own power was so weak.

It had been snowing for five days in a row, and Zhao Xiaoxiu's heart was as cold as the flying snowflakes.

She wanted to say to Sheng Qingyang countless times: "Master, let's forget it and try another move."

But under the other person's trusting and caring gaze, I couldn't open my mouth to utter a single word.

Finally, on the sixth morning of splitting wood stakes, the snow stopped.

The poplar stake, which had been chopped left and right two hundred times, managed to hold its ground this time.

Once there is a success, there will be a second. After the first success, the subsequent chopping training suddenly became smooth.

In half an hour, Zhao Xiaoxiu could complete a hundred-chop training as required.

The child's eyes gradually lit up, and he announced loudly to the two adults and a monkey beside him in surprise: "Dad, Sister Monkey, Master, I succeeded!"

Just as Zhao Gang was about to say something to praise him, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, covering all other sounds in the territory.

Two people, a child and a monkey glared at the side of the road in dissatisfaction, trying to see who was ruining the atmosphere!

(End of this chapter)