Super Zoo

Suming quickly grabbed the two parrots. The Diamond Parrot was so strong, and its beak so hard, it could even peck a hole in a red brick, let alone this chubby kid who was like a ball of meat; if pecked by the parrots a few times, he'd likely be sent straight to the meat processing factory.

"Alpaca, alpaca..." The childish cursing echoed through half of the zoo, with the chubby kid leading a group of children, shouting louder and louder and even crazily picking up small stones and twigs to throw at the terrified alpacas hiding in the distance.

The mischievous children made trouble, the adults around didn't intervene, thinking the small stones and twigs couldn't injure the alpacas with their thick curled hair, so they happily stood by, laughing and watching the commotion.

Suming rolled his eyes at the back and glanced at the 'Civilized Park' metal sign not far away, then secretly dispersed a dose of spiritual power to embolden the alpacas.

He had to teach these mischievous kids a lesson, that the alpacas, as the leading figure among the four mythical creatures, were not to be trifled with!

The alpacas, naturally timid, hesitated for a moment after being encouraged by the spiritual power, then stood tall with their long necks and walked to the fence with a laughable pigeon-toed gait, drawing near the shouting children.

Seeing the alpacas approach, the mischievous kids yelled even louder, and the chubby kid reached out to pluck the wool from the neck of the nearest alpaca.

Just then, the alpacas suddenly sneezed heavily several times...

Alpacas, also known as llamas, have been on Earth for thousands of years and, like their close relatives the camels, when startled or angry, will spit saliva and snot; and they also have a very special 'racial ability': they can spit dung!

So, what alpacas spit out is not just saliva, but saliva mixed with dung!

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Blobs of sticky liquid, like water cannon shots, splattered all over the kids' heads and faces. With their sizable bodies, similar in size to a donkey's, and abundant thick, stinky saliva and mucus, the alpacas made a mess!Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The alpacas, frightened half to death and already incensed, now deliberately increased the dosage under Suming's direction...

The children were as if doused with a phlegm-filled spittoon from above, their faces smeared with a transparent mucilaginous layer, looking like subjects freshly extracted from a culture fluid. With each breath, their nostrils puffed up with tiny transparent bubbles.

The chubby kid cried out with a wail, pfft... a big mouthful of something between saliva and snot sprayed precisely into his mouth.

Pfft, pfft... caught up in the frenzy, the alpacas made it seem like some Alpaca-vs-Zombies battle; a group of alpacas stood in two rows behind the fence, continuously spitting through the bars. Once the front row ran out of ammo, the back row took over, and when the back finished, the front was reloaded and ready to go; they kept at it, quickly clearing a large area around the fence.

"Alright, alright, let's disperse!"

Suming thought they'd had enough fun, retracted his power, and had the alpacas behave and return to the grassland to rest. He then walked into the crowd and said loudly, "We should watch animals in a civilized manner. Llamas are very shy creatures, but they are extremely friendly towards humans. Even when frightened, they can only retaliate by spitting saliva. Such honest creatures shouldn't be bullied by us."

The few children and parents who got sprayed endured the humiliation; llama saliva was just disgusting, not poisonous and without any corrosive elements - a good wash would do the trick. And the onlooking tourists, not being the victims, were thoroughly amused by the llamas' spitting spectacle.

Llamas, closely related to camels, may look dopey and cute with faces that seem soothing like a kind old lady's, but they are actually very hardworking. Initially used as 'beasts of burden' like cattle and horses, they are true powerhouses of transport.

Alpaca wool is also very valuable. The wool sheared from one alpaca in a year can be worth one or two thousand US dollars if it's of good quality. Suming hadn't set his sights on the alpaca wool yet because the zoo's alpaca population was too small. With only seven alpacas so far, to make money from their wool, that number would have to increase by at least ten or twenty times.

Besides, just thinking about alpacas without their wool gave Suming the heebie-jeebies, sending shivers down his spine. He figured the alpacas themselves probably didn't want to be sheared either.

As the sky darkened and the zoo closed for the day, Suming entered through the staff entrance at the back and made his way into the enclosure.

The few alpacas saw Suming coming and immediately showed a very affectionate side, swarming up to him and surrounding him in the middle, staring at him with their mop-like curly heads.

Being surrounded by seven beastly alpacas at nightfall, Suming felt a bit nervous. He muttered a blessing for good luck and hoped he wouldn't encounter any weird events.

"Nice hairstyle!" Suming rubbed the head of the nearest alpaca, then counted them, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. In total, seven alpacas. The biggest one was even taller than Suming, and the smallest one was over a meter tall.

With nothing better to do, Suming simply started giving them names. When it came to naming, Suming had always lacked talent. Based on their sizes, he named them Big Grass, Second Grass… all the way to Seventh Grass.

"Come here, Big Grass, I mean you," Suming beckoned to the biggest alpaca with a flick of his finger.

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The alpaca waddled over with its butt swaying. Suming patted its backbone and asked, "How about I ride you for a bit?"

If it had been a horse, Suming wouldn't have been interested, but the alpaca in front of him was very appealing. He had been wanting to ride one for fun since daytime but didn't because there were too many people around, which would have looked bad. He had patiently waited until night.

Alpacas were camelid animals after all, and watching Suming for a while, the alpaca didn't seem to show any objection. Reassured, Suming placed his hands on Big Grass's somewhat curved back and, with a bit of effort, leapt onto it.

"Um…" Big Grass let out a strange cry, its limbs went soft, and it collapsed under Suming's weight, continuously spitting out saliva, clearly very displeased.

"That's not right; I'm not that heavy." Suming scratched his head and tried another one, but the result was the same.

After trying one by one, each time he jumped on, they would let out a strange cry and collapse before he could even sit on their backs. Suming then realized it wasn't because he was heavy or because they were unwilling to carry him; they were just naturally timid.

Suming couldn't be bothered to control them with his spiritual power, riding an alpaca was just for fun, and it wasn't a big deal if he didn't succeed. These newcomers just needed time to get used to the environment; they could become more familiar with each other later.

"But you guys are too cowardly!" Suming spat on the ground contemptuously.

In response, the alpacas imitated him, lifting their heads and opening their mouths as if to spit on him. Suming got so scared that he ran away helter-skelter.

When he got back to the pavilion, Wang Cai, the leader of the wolfhound brothers, was squatting at the entrance, something dark and murky in his mouth. Seeing Suming return, Wang Cai wagged his tail and ran over, dropping the thing at Suming's feet before panting heavily with his tongue out, looking eager to please.

"Eh? What's this?"

Suming picked it up and saw it was a grimy copper piece, dirty with mud and emitting a strange smell, a mysterious find from who knows where by Wang Cai.