Bun bun bun!
Bun was unhappy and wanted to go down and snatch the feed back.
However, Jiang Feng stopped him.
"Alright bun, this fellow can't even find food, it's pitiful enough, let it eat."
Hearing Jiang Feng's words, bun looked at the golden cat eating the feed with big mouthfuls.
Then it turned around, sighing resignedly.
The viewers were speechless upon hearing Jiang Feng's words.
They quickly typed question marks on the screen in bewilderment.
"Pitiful? I feel like the leopard looks at me pitifully."
"??? The host actually said this leopard can't find food?"
"Does the host have some misunderstanding about these large ferocious beasts?"
"I may not know why the leopard doesn't attack the host, but for ordinary people, they'll only get killed if they encounter a leopard!"
"I don't believe it, unless it can outrun my Porsche 911."
"Wake up, the guy above, I've already stolen your tires!"
Seeing the leopard not attacking Jiang Feng, but instead eating the feed, the viewers felt it was quite unbelievable.
At the same time, they were very puzzled and didn't understand why the leopard was so tame in front of Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng then started his tractor.
Then he waved at the leopard eating.
"Goodbye, friend, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, Jiang Feng drove the tractor with bun, continuing forward.
The golden cat that was originally eating frantically raised its head upon hearing the noise and looked at the tractor's silhouette.
Ah~ roar~
The golden cat called out twice, sniffed the lingering scent in the air, and shook its head.
Then it lowered its head and continued eating.
"I'm speechless, this is the first time I've seen a leopard live in harmony with a human."
"I have a bold idea, is the host an alien? That's why these animals won't attack him."
"The guy above, if you don't have a role in sci-fi novels, I won't read them anymore!"
"It's clear you don't read enough, leopards generally won't attack humans unprovoked."
"But what about a starving leopard at night? I think the one just now..."
"I won't talk to you, you nitpicker!"
The viewers in the live stream all felt it was quite miraculous.
Such a ferocious leopard didn't attack a human.
And along the way, Jiang Feng kept marveling in his heart that the system's products were great.
He never expected this "immunity aura" to have such a significant effect.
It could actually make a golden cat not attack him proactively.
Does that mean he won't need to fear tigers and lions, those ferocious beasts, in the future?
[Please don't actively risk your life, host!]
[The immunity aura has different effects on different animals!]
The system might have heard Jiang Feng's inner thoughts, so it explained the effects of the immunity aura again.
It was like pouring cold water on Jiang Feng, making him sober up.
Jiang Feng gave a wry smile and stopped thinking about these things, focusing on driving the tractor.
And bun leaned against Jiang Feng's body and fell asleep again.
.....................
Soon, half an hour passed.
Jiang Feng, driving the tractor, finally saw the lights of Longmen Village.
He couldn't help but speed up, wanting to get home quickly.
But what he didn't expect was that when the tractor reached the village entrance, he found the entrance was already filled with elderly people.
When they saw Jiang Feng return, they immediately surrounded him with smiles.
"You're finally back, little Feng, you had us worried sick."
"Little Feng, why did you come back so late this time? We were really worried."
"That's right, did you encounter any trouble on the road?"
The villagers surrounded Jiang Feng, chattering about how they were concerned for him.
Basically, they were all worried about Jiang Feng.
After all, earlier when Jiang Aiguo, Jiang Feng's uncle, went to town, he came back early in the afternoon.
So they were worried that Jiang Feng had encountered some trouble on the road and were very anxious.
Seeing so many people caring about him, a warmth surged in Jiang Feng's heart.
At this time, bun, who had woken up, looked at the crowd with a dazed expression.
Seeing everyone greeting Jiang Feng, it suddenly stretched out its paw, its bright little eyes calling out.
Bun bun bun!
As if afraid the people would ignore it.
The surrounding villagers laughed heartily after seeing this, and they even greeted bun in return.
Bun bun bun~
Bun opened its mouth and smiled, waving its paw at everyone who greeted it.
This made the elderly laugh even more happily.
"Little Feng, this panda you're raising is incredible, it might become a spirit!"
"You old guy, don't talk nonsense, have you ever seen an animal become a spirit?"
"This panda is smarter than my big yellow dog."
The elderly marveled at bun's intelligence.
Such an understanding animal that could comprehend human speech was rare.
Jiang Feng stroked bun's little head and said, "Uncles and aunties, don't stand here anymore, hurry and take your things back."
As Jiang Feng spoke, he pulled open the plastic sheet on the shed.
The elderly surrounded him again.
Jiang Feng was afraid the elderly couldn't find their belongings, so he helped them find them one by one with the list.
This process took over an hour.
After the items were distributed, the villagers took their belongings and went home.
Jiang Feng sat on the tractor, panting heavily.
"Little Feng, don't forget to come to my house for dinner when you put the things away."
Aunt called out to Jiang Feng before leaving.
Jiang Feng nodded weakly.
He was too lazy to cook today anyway, so he might as well mooch a meal.
At this time, bun also ran over and nuzzled Jiang Feng with its head.
You could see that bun's mood was quite good at the moment.
"Did you see, bun? This is human emotion, families helping each other."
Jiang Feng stroked bun's little head and mused.
Since returning to Longmen Village, Jiang Feng had experienced a familial affection that he couldn't in the city.
However, bun looked dazed, apparently not understanding what Jiang Feng was saying.
Jiang Feng smiled at the silly bun, then suddenly remembered he had forgotten something.
These past two days, he had been so busy that he almost forgot to ask bun where its parents were.
This little bun was quite easy-going, not missing its family at all.
"Bun, do you still remember your parents?"
Jiang Feng asked, and bun again showed a puzzled expression.
Jiang Feng sighed and continued, "Then... bun, do you have any friends?"
Bun?
Friends?
Hearing the word "friend," bun finally reacted, tilting its head in a daze.
Jiang Feng became interested, immediately asking, "Friends are those who play with you all the time. Do you have any?"
Bun bun bun?
Bun finally reacted this time.
It seemed to have thought of something, its little eyes lighting up.
Immediately, bun called out anxiously a few times, then quickly ran off the tractor towards the village entrance.
Jiang Feng: ???

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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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