Seeing the Electric Flying Cat's expression quickly change, finally looking mournful, Chen Yuan chuckled: "Alright, if you help me pick the fruit, I'll let you eat one."
Upon hearing this, the Electric Flying Cat's face lit up like a Sichuan opera's face-changing performance: "Dian Dian～"
"Pick nine first." Chen Yuan thought carefully and spoke.
One each for Cola and Spark, two each for Run Run Duck, Iron Head, and Bean Chicken, plus one for Electric Flying Cat, totaling nine.
"Dian Dian～"
Then,
The Electric Flying Cat spread its yellow thin wings and hurriedly flew to the treetop, reaching out a small paw to pick a Luminous Fruit with effort.
But it didn't throw it down immediately; instead, it stuffed it into its cheek at lightning speed, making its mouth bulge, a blissful smile spreading across its face.
It had longed for this sweet taste for a very, very long time.
"Quack!"
