Face It

Looking at the bulging stomach, Bell rolled his eyes.

"Eat more, or you won't be a food reserve."

Bell looked at the little guy maliciously.

However, the little guy did not seem to realize Bell's thoughts. Instead, it rubbed against Bell's hand affectionately.

Alright, it looks like it was not only gluttonous, but also had a low IQ.

Bell and the other two were woken up by the black bear's rustling at around two in the morning. It was already four in the morning. It was less than four hours until dawn.

The three of them still had to continue moving with the wooden frame. After all, they could not waste so much food.

After thinking for a long time, Bell saw that Ped and the man did not seem to be in a good state of mind.

Bell looked at the two of them and said.

"Let's rest for a while and adjust our spirits. We have a very important mission today."

The three of them returned to the tent.