Chapter 127: Child

From the scene, it didn’t look like an animal’s doing.

However, recalling Monkey King and Red-haired Little King Kong, Liang Yu quickly dismissed that idea.

Walking along, they arrived in front of a massive viewing window.

Despite being frozen for such a long time, the ice remained transparent.

Lan Ling finally saw the animal she wanted to see: a dolphin frozen inside.

Below the dolphin, three large sea turtles followed along.

Less than five meters behind them, a shark was trailing.

Looking at the frozen sea turtles, Lan Ling asked Liang Yu a question.

“Can these sea turtles survive after thawing?”

“I remember those movies saying mammoths were frozen for a long time, but they survived once the ice melted.”

This left Liang Yu, who was standing beside her, speechless.

The creatures in front of them were frozen to death, not in hibernation.

How could they possibly come back to life just by thawing?

Then Liang Yu pointed to a yellow croaker nearby, which was golden all over with a silvery-white belly.

“Want to try one?”

“It’s said that the yellow croaker’s meat is incredibly delicious and nutritious, especially its swim bladder, which is considered a precious medicinal ingredient.”

Upon hearing about food, Lan Ling immediately became interested and hurried forward to look.

“Where is it? Which fish are you talking about eating?”

Following the direction Liang Yu pointed, she finally found the yellow croaker, weighing around two kilograms, nearby.

It appeared to be a small fish; adult yellow croakers typically measure 100-150 centimeters in length and weigh between 15-30 kilograms.

If it were the Fish King, it would be even more exaggerated, weighing a full 100 kilograms.

However, after feeling her own physical condition, Lan Ling decided against it.

At this moment, Liang Yu cut open the ice with his Light Sword.

In his hand was a large block of ice, with the frozen yellow croaker inside.

She really couldn’t eat anymore right now.

“How about we forget it? I just ate in the car, and I’m still a bit full.”

Liang Yu couldn’t eat that much by himself either, so he gave up.

He casually tossed the ice block onto the ground.

“Let’s go, let’s explore more inside. We’re already here anyway.”

“Think about if there’s anywhere else you want to go.”

At this moment, a pair of small eyes in a corner was watching them.

Only when Liang Yu and his companion had walked far away did it run to where Liang Yu had just thrown the fish.

Joyfully, it picked up the yellow croaker from the ground.

This scene was witnessed by Liang Yu and Lan Ling, who were hiding around the corner.

Lan Ling curiously asked Liang Yu how he discovered this little brat.

Liang Yu pointed to the diligent Mario beside him.

“Mario found him. He told me, so I decided to be a good person for once.”

“I just hope he doesn’t do anything foolish.”

“Otherwise, he’ll be one of Mario’s gun-wielding victims.”

Lan Ling, however, thought the other party wouldn’t do anything foolish, concluding that she was just thinking too optimistically.

Liang Yu didn’t believe that a twelve or thirteen-year-old child could survive in this area for so long on his own.

He guessed that there must be someone behind the other party, someone who would make a child go out looking for food in such weather.

Soon, under their gaze, the child found a container and dragged the fish away.

The two exchanged a knowing glance, tacitly agreeing to quietly follow them.

Following the other party, they wound through various paths, and this time, his dwelling was no longer a Mountain Cave.

Instead, it was in a relatively secluded staff lounge within the park.

Liang Yu saw the child enter and then come out again shortly after.

Looking at the other party’s appearance and the bucket in his hand, it was highly likely he came to collect the accumulated snow outside.

To bring it back and melt it to cook the fish.

As Liang Yu expected, the other party fetched snow twice and then didn’t come out again.

To prevent any danger, this was Mario’s cue to make an appearance.

Liang Yu had Mario go ahead to scout the situation.

The next moment, he regretted it; he hadn’t specified how to scout the situation.

Then he and Lan Ling watched Mario quickly walk to the door and push it open directly.

Lan Ling covered her mouth, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t suppress her laughter.

The laughter quickly traveled into the lounge.

As the laughter entered, the child inside recognized the owner of the voice.

Liang Yu brought his companion to the lounge door.

It wasn’t the scene he had imagined.

On the ground was a makeshift stove, with a large pot on it, stewing fish.

And on the ground nearby, some clothes and bedding served as a base, with one person and one ape lying on top.

Judging solely from the other party’s complexion and bandages, it was clear they were seriously injured.

A woman around thirty years old struggled to prop herself up, seeing Lan Ling and Liang Yu at the doorway.

She immediately understood the origin of the fish being cooked in the pot.

As she prepared to plead with the two to spare the child, the child stood in front of them.

Using his small body to shield the two injured individuals.

But he was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child; the ape stood up and pulled the child behind it.

It watched Mario very warily, while Lan Ling and Liang Yu, who were empty-handed, were ignored by it.

Looking at the combination of two injured individuals—a woman, an ape, and a little brat—Liang Yu was clearly intrigued.

He pulled Lan Ling to the side of the large pot, while Mario went to close the door and sat behind it.

Looking at the fish that hadn’t fully thawed yet, Liang Yu took out some tools from his front pocket.

He cut the fish open, removed the internal organs and gills, and cleaned the fish with the original water.

Then, with Mario’s ‘help’, he got some bottled water from outside and poured it into the pot to boil fish soup.

Liang Yu also added some ginger and pepper to remove the fishy smell, as well as some white tofu.

The three people opposite were bewildered by Liang Yu’s actions.

They didn’t understand what he was doing, but since Liang Yu hadn’t spoken, the three could only huddle together, not daring to speak.

Mario stood guard nearby, and Lan Ling also picked up her handheld game console to play.

This atmosphere continued for over ten minutes.

Midway, Liang Yu had Mario add some firewood, which finally cooked the fish soup.

Finally, Liang Yu didn’t forget to sprinkle a small pinch of salt by feel.

Don’t ask why it was a small pinch; adding salt to cooking always relies on experience and feel.

For them, there was never any standard.

Once the salt was added, the soup was considered done.

Looking at the fish soup in front of him, which wasn’t particularly milky white, Liang Yu didn’t mind.

He took the bowl, chopsticks, and ladle handed to him by Mario and served five bowls of soup.

Their three bowls were mainly for the fish meat, while he and Lan Ling primarily tasted it.

After serving the soup, he saw that the three people hadn’t made any move.

So he urged them.

“What are you waiting for? I cooked this soup for so long, hurry up and drink it.”

“If it gets cold, it will have a fishy smell.”

Finally, the child couldn’t resist the temptation of the food and picked up the bowl and chopsticks, first handing them to the woman and the ape.

Last was his own portion; he looked at the meat in the bowl with a hint of disbelief.

He didn’t care about the soup anymore and began eating mouthfuls.

Soon, the portion in a normal bowl was gone.