Beast Taming: I'm Really Just a Forest Ranger-Chapter 102 - 99: The Farm in the Storm

Arriving in Taibai County was nearing dusk, Chen Yuan noticed the sky starting to drizzle and hurried to the parking lot to start his second-hand car, aiming to return to Xuanhe Village before the rain worsened.

Leaving Taibai County Town behind, the sky grew increasingly somber, clouds gathered, and the rain pattered lightly, as the windshield wipers began their "swish swish" operation.

Fortunately, as an experienced driver, Chen Yuan was no stranger to this type of situation. He had even encountered fogs extending for dozens of kilometers in the mountains, rendering visibility to less than five meters. As long as caution was exercised, accidents could be avoided.

But for most drivers, facing such conditions meant staying indoors, prioritizing safety above all.

Outside, the wind howled like ghosts and wolves, the car windows echoed with a resonant hum, the sky enveloped by the night’s darkness, while the winding mountain roads were illuminated solely by the car’s headlights.

As the elevation increased, the temperature started to drop, so Chen Yuan stopped in a secure spot and summoned Spark and Cola.

In driving within such an environment, Chen Yuan needed Spark in the passenger seat to emit heat, helping to dispel the chill brought on by the altitude and rain.

He also needed the lively Cola to howl occasionally, keeping his spirit alert at all times.

After fastening their seat belts, Chen Yuan slowly set the car in motion.

"Chirp~"

Spark shifted closer to Chen Yuan, trying to let the warmth of its body better comfort him.

"Howl~"

Cola turned its head, closely watching the constant blur of the gloomy scenery outside, listening intently to the roaring winds, its expression growing more excited.

It yearned to leap out the window, to run in the screaming winds, to sprint through the boundless fields.

But as Cola observed the intensely focused Chen Yuan, this urge dissipated immediately.

Might as well hurry back home howl.

Wondering what Duck and the others are doing?

...

Raindrops dripped onto the water’s surface, creating splashes.

Plop~

Run Run Duck surfaced, raising its head to gaze at the gloomy sky, with drops of rain landing one after another on its head, Duck stroked its wet feathers, a smile appearing: "Quack quack quack~"

It’s raining, it’s raining~

Duck loves the rain the most.

Run Run Duck hopped up to the shore, letting the drizzle fall upon it leisurely as it made its way to the yard.

Midway, it suddenly noticed Iron Head poking half of its body out of the nest, staring expressionlessly at the falling rain.

"Quack quack?"

Run Run Duck walked up to Iron Head, mimicked its action by looking up at the sky, but after quite a while, it couldn’t spot anything peculiar.

"Crack."

Iron Head lowered its head, extending a claw to point at the nest.

Run Run Duck stretched its neck downwards, only then realizing the rain drops were continually pooling, forming a small stream rushing into Iron Head’s nest, the earth was already wet.

As the rain intensified, the stream rapidly expanded, Run Run Duck could imagine the nest soon being submerged or swept away by the rain.

Run Run Duck sympathetically glanced at Iron Head with a deepening expression, stood on tiptoe, and lightly patted Iron Head’s shoulder with its wing: "Quack quack."

No worries, Duck, the nest can be rebuilt if lost. Let’s go play in the water together now.

"Crack."

Iron Head shook its head resolutely, declining Run Run Duck’s invitation.

"Quack quack."

Run Run Duck reluctantly left, glancing back halfway, vaguely seeing Iron Head resembling a silent statue, calmly enduring the rain in its nest.

Suddenly, Iron Head moved, diving into the nest and began carrying out its stored vegetables one by one.

"Quack quack!"

Run Run Duck impulsively returned to Iron Head’s side, patting its chest, indicating it could help.

After a long time,

The two little creatures managed to move all the vegetables into the warehouse, as the panting Run Run Duck finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Crack."

Iron Head nodded to Run Run Duck, expressing its heartfelt gratitude.

"Cluck cluck."

Amid the pitter-patter of rain, the wind grew more intense, Run Run Duck suddenly heard faint, urgent calls: "Cluck cluck cluck~"

Iron Head listened closely, suddenly its expression shifted slightly: "Crack."

It’s Bean Chicken’s voice.

Run Run Duck glanced outside at the rain mixed with gales, a shiver attempted to creep into its body, but was blocked by its warming fluff, yet Duck couldn’t help but shrink its neck, instinctively wanting to retreat.

A figure stepped forward from the left, determination shown on Iron Head’s resolute face, as it sprinted towards the source of the sound.

"Quack quack."

Run Run Duck paused slightly.

Run Run Duck wasn’t afraid of the rain, its feathers had waterproof properties, its down could resist the cold, but Run Run Duck preferred light rain, not the kind mixed with gales that would mess up its hairstyle, blowing it off-balance.

But seeing Iron Head’s figure disappear into the rain curtain, Run Run Duck gritted its beak and dashed out of the warehouse.

The wind roared, the rain poured, Run Run Duck struggled to stabilize its form, yet its body still swayed uncontrollably.

"Quack quack."

Run Run Duck glared angrily at the sky full of dark clouds, finally running to the treehouse below, shouting loudly: "Quack quack!"

Come out and help!

Seeing no response from the treehouse, Run Run Duck cautiously controlled its power, unleashing a Water Arrow to hit the wooden door.

Bam!

The door opened from within, a sleepy Electric Flying Cat rubbed its eyes, gazing drowsily at Run Run Duck: "Dian Dian?"

"Quack quack!"