Beast Taming: I'm Really Just a Forest Ranger

Chapter 450: Chapter 227: A Day in the Life of Duck

November 29, Saturday.

Overcast.

For Run Run Duck, who loves to bask in the sun, this was destined to be an unpleasant day.

It reluctantly got out of the soft big bed, stood in front of the mirror, and groomed its head feathers and body down to satisfaction, nodding approvingly.

Leaving the farmer’s bedroom, Run Run Duck walked into the hall. The fragrance was already wafting through the air, and looking forward, it saw a bowl of shrimp congee on the table, which was appetizing.

Run Run Duck quickly put on its little apron, obediently sat on the special stool, and slowly sipped the shrimp congee.

Though there was no sun, the carefully prepared shrimp congee by the old farmer managed to lift Duck’s gloomy mood a bit.

After finishing the shrimp congee, Run Run Duck gently patted its belly, and suddenly a green figure dashed out. A Little Wood Spirit Rat nodded to Duck and then hopped with the bowl into the kitchen.

In the kitchen,

two big Wood Spirit Rats cooperated to wash dishes, while another Little Wood Spirit Rat busied itself with preparing the lunch ingredients.

Feeling full and energized, Run Run Duck swaggered into the courtyard.

The old farmer and Cold-Biting Ox were nowhere to be seen; Duck guessed they must have gone for a stroll at the village square.

Electric Flying Cat was also missing. Run Run Duck looked up at the little treehouse on the Camphor Tree and suddenly sprayed out a thin stream of water, hitting the treehouse, and a thump was heard.

Immediately,

the wooden door was opened from inside, and a furious Electric Flying Cat peered down at Run Run Duck: "Dian Dian!"

I was just dreaming of a rendezvous with the Ice Crystal Illusion Cat!

"Quack quack~"

Run Run Duck flapped its wings.

Come down and play, Duck.

"Dian Dian!"

Electric Flying Cat, clearly not wanting the rare rendezvous to end, slammed the wooden door shut, curling up inside to continue its nap.

"Quack quack..."

Run Run Duck shook its head, continuing to stroll around the courtyard.

As it so happened, Bean Chicken was taking the Little Chicks for a walk too, strutting at the front with a proud chest, sharp eyes darting around as if scanning for lurking dangers.

The Little Chicks, almost the same size as Bean Chicken, followed closely behind in neat formation, one after the other.

Each of them had sharp gazes, broad wings, and pointed beaks, making Run Run Duck shrink its neck involuntarily while standing beside them.

Hurry, hurry!

After circling the farm, Run Run Duck sighed repeatedly: "Quack."

So boring.

Iron Head is dutiful and won’t play with me; Fallen Meteor Horned Beast is running outside, long gone; Electric Flying Cat...

Better not mention.

"Quack?"

Run Run Duck suddenly widened its eyes, turning its head to gaze at the tall trees.

Did I forget something important?

With a fleeting thought, Run Run Duck hurriedly ran forward, starting to water the Spirit Plants.

After a long time,

"Quack quack."

Exhausted, panting heavily, Run Run Duck lay flat on the ground, its wings weakly flopping up and down.

Tired me out, Duck.

But lifting its gaze, seeing the lush branches swaying in the wind, brimming with vitality, Run Run Duck felt a deep sense of accomplishment.

It quickly got up, stood before the largest Void Fruit Tree, patted the trunk with its wings, and sighed: "Quack quack."

The reason you can grow so big is inseparable from my diligent watering, Duck.

Run Run Duck’s eyes rolled around, and suddenly it recalled the farmer’s miraculous Catalyst ability, quickly adding: "Quack quack."

Of course, it also couldn’t have happened without the farmer’s little help.

But!

Run Run Duck stood tall, wings akimbo, proudly leaning against the sturdy trunk: "Quack quack!"

But ultimately, I, Duck, played the biggest role!

If heaven is kind, let a delicious fruit fall to reward my hard work!

Bam!

The next moment, something hit Duck’s head, its body instantly sinking down.

A sharp pain radiated from its head, and Run Run Duck quickly reached up with its wings to touch, immediately enraged: "Quack quack!"

Scoundrel!

Who ambushed me!

But looking around, there wasn’t another Pet Beast in sight; Run Run Duck lowered its head, only to see a golden fruit.

At this moment, Run Run Duck stood frozen, its mind briefly halted.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Run Run Duck took two steps forward, bent down to pick up the Void Fruit, and silently lifted its head—golden leaves fluttered in the wind, and full Void Fruits swayed gently, like little Frying Spirit Fish tugging at Duck’s heartstrings, leaving it gaping in awe.

The... fruit has ripened?

At this moment, with no companions to share the joy, Run Run Duck had to gather the sleeping Electric Flying Cat, the cleaning Wood Spirit Rat family, and the strolling Bean Chicken and Little Chicks.

A series of eyes stared in awe at the big fruit on the tree.

Not knowing how long passed, Run Run Duck’s voice broke the silence: "Quack?"

How should we handle this, Duck?

An eager Little Wood Spirit Rat tried to express its opinion but was pulled back by the serious-looking Scarface Rat.

As new staff members, they must speak less and observe more, not speak rashly, and not stand out.

Do whatever the seniors do.

"Cluck cluck cluck~"

A Little Chick flapped its wings, trying to fly up and pick the Void Fruit, only to be blocked by Bean Chicken spreading its wings sternly.

Everything on the farm belongs to the farmer, and without his permission, they absolutely cannot act rashly.

"Dian Dian~"

Electric Flying Cat blinked its eyes mischievously, flicked its tail, and voiced its suggestion.

Since the farmer isn’t here, why don’t we just divide it ourselves?