The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

After having breakfast at KFC, Huang Musong estimated that they had plenty of time, so he took Arwen and the Doro to the nature reserve outside the city by taxi.

The reserve is Donas's hometown.

Since we've come all the way to Qingcheng again...
How could we not let Donas go home and visit?
The nature reserve covers a vast area and is situated in the Daqingshan mountain range. It stretches from the new campus of the medical university in the west to the headquarters of Liyi Dairy Company in the east.

Arrived near the protected area.
The height of the protective net was simply not enough to stop Alwen or Huang Musong.

At a height of three meters, two people can easily leap over it with just a running start.

Given the size of the Doromen, they definitely couldn't jump three meters high.

The fence also has sharp barbs.

They chose to cross the net by digging a hole and drilling in.

Donas, being the smallest, led the way, digging a passage with her toy sword; Dorothy, slightly plumper than Donas, was second, responsible for widening the passage; Dorothy followed behind, using her claws to dig the soil, making the hole's diameter fit her own size.

in fact,

Huang Musong and Arwen could easily carry the three little ones and jump over the fence.
The process was much easier than digging a hole.

but,
Donas insisted on digging a hole.

It felt that this way of crossing the net made it feel more like going back to its hometown.

Dorothy and Dorothy accommodate each other, and when Donas wants to dig a hole, Dorothy and Dorothy decide to go with her through the fence.

We finally entered the protected area.
Dorothy shook herself to shake off the dirt; Dorothy patted her belly and stroked her fur; Donas, on the other hand, lay down on the ground and rolled around to get even more dirt on herself.

"What are you doing?"

"So dirty!"

Dorothy and Dorothy spoke to Donas in turn.

As the sun rose, the morning temperature climbed to 28 degrees Celsius, and it was quite hot with bright sunshine.

Donas was already sweating slightly.

Rolling around on the ground a few times, the sweat mixes with the sand and turns into mud, which is then dried and applied to the outer layer of the fleece.

Donas transformed herself into a groundhog.

Doraemon felt it was dirty;

Dorothy didn't understand what her companions were thinking.

Very satisfied with the clods of dirt covering her entire body, Donas skipped forward, explaining cheerfully, "A layer of dirt keeps me warm at night and protects me from the sun during the day. Cloth clothes are troublesome; they get dirty and need washing, and they're too cumbersome to wear and take off."

Donas's extensive wilderness survival experience made her love getting covered in mud.

It dislikes the tedious process of dressing and undressing.

Dorothy understood and remained silent, not interfering with her companion's freedom.

Doraemon looked up at the person.
It needs to observe a person's expression before making a judgment.

Huang Musong also felt that Donas was not clean.

But I can understand.
We're already at the little guy's hometown, so let him do as he pleases.

Huang Musong squatted down and patted Doro's head, then gently patted its bottom to get it closer to Donas, meaning he wanted to play with Donas.

Upon being given the opportunity to move around freely, Doraemon was immediately excited and let out a loud "Awoo!"

In the air, several falcons heard the familiar call and mistook Dorro for their Marshal Donas.

One after another, the cries of eagles echoed across the sky...

Donas quickly responded with a few more howls.

Eagle Falcon 1: "The Marshal is back! He's so strange, he just got back and immediately asked us to peck his butt."

Eagle Falcon 2: "After explaining the requirements, they told us not to take them seriously and to continue patrolling in the air. Which instruction should we follow?"

Eagle Falcon No. 3: "Haven't seen the Marshal for dozens of days. Is he going to have a mental breakdown and become a monster?"

Eagle Falcon 1: "Wasn't the Marshal a complete idiot before?"

Eagle Falcon 2: "Keep your voice down, don't let the Marshal hear us, or he'll find a chance to deal with us."

Eagle Falcon 3: "Let's patrol first! I think the order that came later is more reasonable."

Three eagles circled in mid-air, seemingly exchanging words.

Even though the murmurs were low, they were still powerful enough to be heard from the falcons whose calls had a strong penetrating force.

Donas, standing on the ground, heard it all clearly.

As Marshal Doro, I'm being called "Shabi"...

So angry!

Donas sullenly rubbed her hands together, eager to try.

It was determined to find an opportunity to teach the three falcons a lesson.

Before reprimanding the falcon, Donas pulled Dorothy and Dorothy in front of her and earnestly reminded them, "Don't howl randomly in the reserve, or other small animals will misunderstand you. For example, just now, Dorothy's cry meant that the falcon should fly over and peck your butt."

"Ah? I don't want to be pecked!" Doro hurriedly covered his buttocks.

Immediately afterward, Doro waved towards the air and shouted to the falcons, "Don't come any closer! I... I'll hit you!"

Clench your fist and grab it tightly, then assume a boxing stance.

Doro tried to scare the three falcons.

Dorothy adjusted her glasses, lowered her head thoughtfully, squinted, and came up with a good idea.

It is known that Donas governs small animals by vocalizations.
If I could decipher the meaning of the sounds...

Doesn't that mean I also have 50% control over the ability to manage small animals?
One's ability to command animals is half through forceful control and half through verbal communication.

{Forced control} cannot be replicated, but {language communication} can be learned!
Imagine luring cicadas into your trap using language; from then on, you'd have an endless supply of fried cicadas to eat every day...

Recalling the delicious taste of fried cicadas, Dorothy couldn't help but drool, and quickly wiped it clean to avoid her friends noticing her thoughts.

After crossing the fence, we continued to be led by Donas as we traversed the nature reserve.

The reserve is based on the entire mountain range.

It stretches for about ten miles from east to west.
The north and south sides are only a few hundred meters wide, just like the width of the mountain range.

After climbing up the shady side of the mountain to the summit, Huang Musong suddenly stopped, stunned by the sight before him.

"The Chule River flows beneath the Yin Mountains."

"The sky is like a dome, covering the vast wilderness."

"The sky is vast and blue, the fields are boundless and green, and the wind blows the grass low to reveal cattle and sheep."

Huang Musong recited a Han Dynasty folk song in a deep voice.

He had already had this feeling when he last visited Qingcheng: the sky over the grassland was like a blue pot lid covering the earth.

just,

My previous feelings weren't profound enough.

now,

The commanding view from above allowed Huang Musong to truly understand what the poem "The sky is like a yurt" really meant.

"It's a pity I didn't get to see the scene of 'the wind blowing the grass low to reveal cattle and sheep'."

Dorothy stood beside the man and said regretfully.

Before coming to Qingcheng, Dorothy did her homework and even memorized a Han Dynasty folk song called "Chilichuan".

Especially that line, "The wind blows the grass low, revealing cattle and sheep!"
This is so well written!

However, times are changing.

The original Chulechuan Grassland has now been transformed into a medical university and the seemingly endless Chulechuan Road.

Doro stood on the other side of the person.
It sucked its paw.

Unable to suppress his thoughts, he said, "Aren't those cattle and sheep? Those dark figures wandering around, they must be cattle and sheep, right?"

After Doraemon finished speaking, he raised his paw and pointed to the school campus below the mountain, aiming at the tiny black dot in his field of vision.

Looking at the campus from above, those groups of three or five black dots do indeed resemble cattle and sheep, but they are actually university students.

Huang Musong recalled his university life.
He corrected Doraemon meaningfully: "Those aren't cattle or sheep, they're cattle and horses. Hmm! The vast majority are cattle and horses, wage slaves."

"Hehe~" Doraemon chuckled twice and then didn't say anything more.

It can tell.
The person's tone was filled with a melancholy longing.
Topics that can make people unhappy should not be continued.

Dorothy immediately took Dorothy's arm and they walked down the mountain, following Donas.

The path down the mountain is more dangerous than the path up.
It's easy to accidentally step into a hole!
Given the rounder shape of the Doro, if they accidentally step into a hole, they'll definitely tumble around like a ball.

So, for safety's sake, the three little ones walked side by side, their arms linked together.

Huang Musong and Alwen followed closely behind.
The two hadn't spoken for over half an hour.

The main problem is that I don't know what to talk about.
The atmosphere of being alone is too...

Unexplained ambiguity!

She fell in love with him at first sight;
He also understood that she had fallen in love with him at first sight.

Meanwhile, he already had a partner, and she knew, or even was familiar with, his partner.

How can we break the deadlock and establish communication in such a situation?
Huang Musong felt that only content related to the Doro characters was acceptable!

"you"

"I am willing."

Huang Musong was about to speak when Alwen interrupted him, leaving him speechless.

I didn't even mention the specifics!
Alvin simply replied, "Yes..."

Does this count as a confession?

After waiting a few more seconds, Huang Musong changed the subject and said, "If you're willing, then let's find a spacious place later, and you can teach me how to practice swordsmanship."

"What?" Alvin's face flushed red, thinking she had misheard. "Practicing swordsmanship?"

"Hmm! Sword practice. Have you forgotten what the Doroes talked about at breakfast?"

Huang Musong spoke calmly.

Alvin felt a mix of emotions.

Damn it~
My sister actually got tricked into using her ultimate skill by his basic attack!?
It's awful.

Bai Huang Musong glanced at her, and Alwen walked quickly forward with a coquettish tone to catch up with the Doro's pace, temporarily ignoring Huang Musong.

...

quickly,

Led by Donas, the road ahead took a turn, and a small grove of trees appeared at the foot of the mountain.

The stream flows through the middle of the woods.

Looking around, you can see a relatively flat area of ​​land in the woods.

A grove of trees, a stream, a pile of branches, a stone platform...

This is Donas's hometown! (End of Chapter)