I Live on the Land in Global Games

Mu Ying shook her head, “You must listen to Da Ming well to drink from the spring, and you can’t be greedy.”

Although the Little Griffin could not fully understand what she said, it could tell that Mu Ying fully favored Da Ming.

It pouted its little belly sadly.

Having drunk their fill from the spring, Mu Ying picked up Da Ming, made a Dingling Flower call to Zheng Jing, and then personally taught Da Ming how to teleport home.

After several tries, Da Ming finally got the hang of it.

One person and one bird returned to the Plantation, Da Ming seeing it for the first time, curiously and nervously looked around, startled by the Gem Fairies that suddenly popped out.

“Don’t be afraid, these will be your buddies from now on,” Mu Ying introduced them to each other.

The enthusiastic Gem Fairies presented the newcomer with floral wreaths and wild fruits.

The carnivorous Da Ming was stunned.

Though he couldn’t eat the fruits and the floral wreath around his neck felt unfamiliar, he still felt the good intentions of the Gem Fairies.

Gem Fairies, favored by the natural power, not only make plants happy but also easily win the affection of animals, including griffins.

Gungun was not so friendly towards this little guy.

As Mu Ying’s first companion and the one she had raised from a suckling cub herself, its position was unshakable.

The arrival of Da Ming gave it a sense of crisis.

And a griffin is not so easily submissive.

The tension between the two was palpable; although currently Da Ming was just a little one and Gungun completely overshadowed it in size and strength, the wildness and stubbornness of a griffin remained unyielded in Da Ming, who would obey only the master he recognized and none other, adamant to the death.

Mu Ying sternly declared no harming each other, then let it be.

Fighting could also be good, fighting made them healthier, and slowly, it could build affection.

They were all her own cubs; although sometimes naughty, she as their “mom” still had absolute authority.

They would not touch what she forbade.

At night, Mu Ying went to the seaside to watch the tide, leaving the little ones at home to play.

When she returned, both Gungun and Da Ming were unharmed, just a few tufts of fur were on the carpet.

Upon seeing her return, they all rushed up to her, cuddling and competing for affection, even trying to trip each other up.

Surrounded by their fluffy bodies, Mu Ying blinked, rubbed them, and felt overwhelmed with happiness.

Suddenly, she felt that the cubs’ discord was a good thing, having a sense of competition made her as their “mom” even more popular.

Especially Gungun, who grew more cunning as it got older, such clingy moments were rare.

Mu Ying, lavishing love on both, felt immense joy.