34 Competition
Following the cat, Xuanmei reached a tree, in which, she noted that the wood on the tree was not golden, but a reddish brown coloured wood instead.
Before Xuanmei could even try unleashing her psychic powers on the poor tree, rustling came from the bushes surrounding her. Around the area, trees in the canopy layer started to shade the human and the cat, trees swaying in the wind.
Xuanmei looked around, Ming also on high alert. Gradually, something emerged from the bushes, it's four feet stomping wildly and angrily on the ground...
The beast emerged. It was...
The sheep that was warmed up by Xuanmei's Fire element just a mere few minutes ago?
Xuanmei watched on confusedly, and as the sheep rammed into her at full speed, she dodged. Not long after, her eyes widened, as the sheep ran through tree after tree, ramming and breaking every tree in the vicinity effortlessly.
Huh?
It was like a little fireball that ate rubber cement, catapulting off of trees left and right.
A flying sheep.
What have the people in the future been doing if this was what existed in the past?
If this was the near future, Xuanmei thought, she would definitely be certain that tiny flying balls of wool were the leading cause of deforestation.
The cat watched as the golden plywood tree and several other trees fell slowly, a small hole in the middle of the bark, before slowly turning to Xuanmei, who was glaring at him.
"Low leveled beast... Oh Yeah. Ming, wasn't that what you called the little guy? Wasn't that why I slightly heated him up in the first place? To make sure it falls asleep?"
"Ming, I don't care if you're in cat form right now. Give me an explanation."
Before Ming even had time to cry, though, the sheep plodded up to Xuanmei, sitting down obediently, as if it had not just destroyed the whole forest. As if not hearing the scolding Ming had just received.
The stinky cat dares to compete for affection with it's mistress?
The sheep 'Meh'ed a couple of times, and the cat did something a couple of times as well.
Only, the cat didn't act cute. The cat's eyes, instead, twitched multiple times.
[Rotten cat, stop harassing my mistress!]
Xuanmei, who couldn't understand like Ming did, collected the wood.
"When was Xuanmei ever made your mistress?"
"Since then!"
Xuanmei, having had enough of watching the two animals converse in 'Baa'ing and meowing incomprehensibly at each other, walked away. Ming, having noticed that, ran to follow her.
The poor sheep, who hadn't noticed at all, thought that Ming had stepped down. It stood proudly, it's wooly chest puffed up in pride, it's tiny eyes closed in triumph.
[That's right! Don't even dare compete with me!]
Ming looked back, feeling kind of bad for the sheep as they sneakily left the area.
The little thing, after opening its eyes, realised that...
[Wait... Mistress! Where's my Mistress?]
Frantically looking around and running everywhere, it accidentally rolled down a hill...
Stopping right at Xuanmei's feet.