Chapter 995: Chapter 992: Sled Werewolf Game
"Shoo, shoo, I’m a paid streamer..."
Ansheng rolled his eyes, the two little fox paws clinging to Ah Qing’s shoulders, back legs planted on her waist, and stretched out a back leg to fend off the hands trying to pet Huhu.
The alpine ski resort was extremely crowded, the area at the mountain lift entrance was packed with people.
In the process of queuing to go up the mountain, some girls who had never seen a fox before all proactively approached Ah Qing, with smiling faces greeting the pretty little fox.
"Wow! So foxes really do make that ’ying’ sound..." Seeing the little fox ’ying’ at them, the girls not only didn’t feel insulted but instead enjoyed it, getting even closer.
"Uh..."
Ah Qing wore an embarrassed expression, holding the little fox in front of herself, and said to the surrounding big and small friends, "Sorry... my little fox has a very severe cleanliness obsession and is shy, doesn’t like others touching him."
Though Ah Qing said this, what she was actually thinking was something else.
Seeing Huhu being so popular, Ah Qing really wanted to lift the little fox high, spin in a circle, and proudly show off her little fox to everyone around.
The little fox receiving so much praise also unintentionally made Ah Qing reveal a small proud expression.
Our very own Huhu!
But, Ah Qing’s shy nature suppressed her momentary excitement, preventing her from letting out a "gyahahaha."
After queuing for a good fifteen minutes, Ah Qing and Momo shared a cable car, heading to the mountaintop.
"Just to sit on a cable car takes this much effort..." Momo complained with a disgruntled face, "No wonder, the manager told me before: line up for two hours, ski for two minutes..."
"Then... why did you still book this place?" Ah Qing looked at Momo with some confusion.
"This place is close, the slopes are beginner-friendly, like prenatal-level skiing..." Momo said this with a mysterious expression on his face, "Plus, there’s the legendary sled dog trio re-employing here, a throwback to ancestral traits!"
"Can you resist the temptation of sled dogs pulling the sleigh?"
Hearing this, Ah Qing’s eyes widened slightly, showing a surprised expression, "They won’t just pull us all into a ditch, then dance around us doing a ritual, right?"
Sled dogs pulling a sleigh was very novel; Ah Qing had never even thought about experiencing sled dogs pulling a sleigh in the country.
But the famous sled dog trio gave Ah Qing concerns about the project’s safety.
"That’s why you’re here, right? If we really end up in a ditch, we’ll just throw the little fox over to tip the rival stall."
Momo looked at Ah Qing with full trust, then raised his hand and patted the little fox’s head.
"Sled dogs..." Ansheng showed a pondering expression, glanced at Ah Qing’s pocket, nodded lightly, as if he thought of something fun.
Riding the cable car to the mountaintop, the coach Momo had arranged personally went up to greet them, and led everyone from the beginner slope to a more gentle side-slope props course.
There were even more tourists over here, but most of them were holding a swimming ring or a rubber boat, sliding down the slope happily, enjoying the safety and fun.
"Have you all picked your ski gear?"
The coach took Ah Qing and the others to rent ski gear and said with a big smile, "Skiing lesson one, we’ll be learning how to fall, which is a deep knowledge!"
After putting on his ski gear, the coach sat on the ground performing all sorts of fancy falls and how to fall without getting hurt.
Meanwhile, he also taught them how to pinch the ski gear brakes, and when they turn into a snow missile, how to dodge people on the slope to avoid a bowling-style chain reaction, mowing down all the tourists on the slope.
"Ah Qing, you guys go ahead and learn, I’ll head over to greet the brothers across the way."
While Ah Qing and the others were learning, Ansheng ran over the skis, tried clipping his nails on the board, and found his balance in less than two minutes, able to bounce in place on it.
As for braking...
What does Huhu know about brakes anyway? As if you couldn’t crash into a hundred-ton king, why would you even need brakes for the right of way?
"Oh..... remember to come back for lunch, we’re eating at eleven today."
While learning to ski, Ah Qing responded and reminded Xiaolan to remember to come back early for lunch later.
The ski resort operated from nine in the morning to four-thirty in the afternoon, allowing you to ski the entire day with a ticket, and today’s lunch would be settled at the cafeteria by the foot of the mountain without going out.
"Got it....."
Ansheng ’ing’inged a response, turned, and headed towards the sled dog stall on the props slope.
The sled dog sleigh ride was a massive investment, so naturally, Ansheng went over to greet the dogs, and even gave them a little something extra to make it even more enjoyable.
But.
Just as Ansheng walked over, he saw a very peculiar scene, a middle-aged man in a black down jacket shivering, hidden behind the stall, while the six sled dogs in front all eyed each other warily, wearing ferocious expressions.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting.... "
"At least, don’t hit me, guys....." The middle-aged man in the black down jacket said painfully, rubbing his butt.
The dogs were arguing, and as the stall owner, he initially approached with anger, ready to scold them.
But the dogs, seeing red, turned, jumped up, and directly nine-day thundering double-foot kicked, knocking him over, taking turns trampling him with warrior stomps.
Now, before they sorted out the rank of top and mid-tier kings among the dogs, the stall owner dared not intervene.
"What are you all doing?"
Ansheng said with a highly puzzled "woof," looking at the dogs facing off with each other, asking.
And a sudden "woof" shocked the six dogs out of their wits, instinctively biting at the dog closest to them.
"Woof woof woof——"
The sled dogs started fighting again, completely ignoring Master Fuli who was squatting on the side.
In the icy and snowy environment, Master Fuli’s completely white fur was a perfect camouflage, even if he got close to the sled dogs, they hadn’t noticed that a new friend had joined them.
"Wake up——"
Ansheng was full of black lines, picked up a ski pole someone had left on a chair, and knocked on each dog, making them one by one squat on the ground, two forelegs propped on the snow forming a stable triangle.
"Awoo..."
The leading Alaska lay on the ground, raised a paw to cover its head, and spoke with a face full of grievance.
Brother..... why are you hitting us? We’re busy rooting out the traitor among us!
"Traitor?" Ansheng asked curiously, "You’re speaking without head or tail here, explain it completely."
Alaska obviously wasn’t very smart, its speech logic a bit unclear.
"Awoo....."
Under the intimidation of the ski pole, the sled dogs, faces full of grievance, poured out their complaints to Master Fuli.
They were originally good buddies, but something unforgivable happened half an hour ago.
The stall owner assigned a sleigh pull, they gleefully accepted the job, already thinking about whether tonight’s feast would be a big bone or lamb spinal cord.
However, things went wrong during the trip, one of the six dogs slacked off, freeloading the entire way.
Completing the trip, they exhausted all the endurance that could have been used to run dozens of kilometers.
Returning, all four of their legs were shaking.
As soon as they recovered their strength, they were determined to root out the traitor in their group and bite off its ear first.
"Are you guys... secretly playing Werewolf?"
Ansheng, having sorted through the dogs’ words, immediately revealed a peculiar expression, and, looking at the passionately angry sled dog group, he snarked: "You play pretty authentically....."
