Bang!

The stone hit Perseus's forehead and interrupted his chatter.

"Sorry, I missed it."

Russell shrugged, picked up a piece of gravel again, closed his eyes and sensed it, and threw the gravel into the sky.

Perseus looked up at the sky, his mouth opened in an O-shaped shape: "Brother, do you want to kill a bird?"

Bang!

A sound of unknown what was shocked Perseus was so shocked that he hurriedly turned around, and saw Russell picking his hand back from behind and running quickly towards the distance.

"Brother, wait for me."

Perseus felt that Russell was amazingly fast, his toes seemed to be flying off the ground. When he caught up, Russell was standing in front of a dead deer.

"Brother, what was that sound just now?"

"Why don't you talk so much nonsense? I'll carry it back home."

"oh!"

Perseus didn't ask any more questions, happily carried the deer that was bigger than him, and picked up a pile of firewood along the way.

...

It's night!

The fires were red in front of the cave, and a family of five sat around amid the crackling sound of firewood.

Except Russell, everyone is feasting.

"Son, it's good that you wake up. Today, I'm getting nothing again, so incompetent."

A bearded Spellos sighed with emotion, and used his thin hand to hold the knife, cut off a piece of venison and distributed it to his little daughter.

“…”

Russell blinked, was he talking to him?

It feels so strange!

In other words, there is indeed a memory of raising "him" for twenty years in Spiros' memory, otherwise he would definitely slap him and reorganize his language.

"I've eaten."

Perseus wiped his mouth, and there was a big bone in front of him. He killed most of the time alone, barely filling his fill, but he was really embarrassed to continue eating.

"Why, don't you like eating meat?"

"I don't like it, I will gain weight if I eat too much."

Perseus scratched his head: "Brother, you are just sick, Ticola is still young, so leave it for you to eat."

Bang!

"What's wrong with being fat? What's wrong with eating meat? Humans have spent tens of millions of years to climb to the top of the food chain, not to eat vegetarian food."

Russell slapped Perseus on the forehead and pushed the venison meat in front of him with less oil and less salt: "I have a bad appetite, this is yours."

"Hey, but..."

Bang!

Another slap, Perseus drooped his head, swallowed it voraciously, and tears fell down his face.

"Is it tasty?"
Chapter completed!