章 52: A Useless Acquisition
A Useless Acquisition
"Alright, now everything is set. You can take care of her now. I've solved both your problem and mine."
"What do you mean take care of her, Mr. Van Vil?"
"I got this bronze coin for this little carin chick that's almost dead. So from now on, take good care of her. Oh, and one more thing, get her out of here, because if the boss comes and sees this little carin chick in this state, he'll throw her off the Lost End cliff. And I can assure you, she won't survive."
"You can't do this. I have to take care of myself, not carin chicks."
"I'm going to help you, little Joe. Whenever you need, you can get feed from the farm's storage to feed her."
"But what if there's another carin chick under all that manure?"
"You'll only find something if you look for it, otherwise, you won't find anything. So, I'll leave that up to you. But, if you find one, don't forget: it's one coin for each one."
"Mr. Van Vil, please, you can't do this to me. After all, this isn't my fault."
"Little Joe, whether it's your fault or not, you decide if you want the chance to save yourself along with some more carin chicks or not. At noon, I'll come back and decide what to do. But be sure of one thing: if you don't solve this manure problem as quickly as possible, I'll have to ask for the house you live in. Then, neither you nor this injured carin chick will have anywhere to live. I can't have someone here causing this kind of problem for me."
Van Vil said goodbye and left with a scowl, while the desperate boy tried to find a way out. With the little carin chick in his hands, he had a half-crazy idea and decided to put it into practice. As things were, he had nothing left to lose.
"Status System!"
The blue screen opened, and for the first time, little Joe noticed it was much bigger than the white screen, despite having fewer options.
"Enable 'Dialogue Skill'. I wonder if the other skills connect too? Let's see if it works."
⬆️on 🗣️ Dialogue Skill Lv 0.50%
The skill was activated, but for some reason, he couldn't connect with that little carin chick, which seemed to completely ignore him, as if it knew he was the one responsible for it being in that situation.
He felt very sad and even stroked the little carin chick, but she refused to give him any attention. When he moved her more forcefully, she complained in carin language, saying she was in a lot of pain.
[The Sime System congratulates you.]
[Congratulations on finding a useless bird whose ability is to eat pebbles and poop stones in the shape of worthless eggs.]
"Seriously, something like that exists? Since you congratulated me, can you tell me why I can't talk to her?"
[Can I give a useless answer to a useless question?]
"Go ahead, speak up, since you're the king of uselessness."
[Because you're not a bird.]
"Yeah, I deserved that answer. Can you give an answer even more useless than that?" asked little Joe angrily.
[Read a book about birds.]
Joe was really angry at this last response from the system. Then, without any warning, he started feeling strong abdominal pains that made him bend over, but still, he didn't let go of the little carin chick.
He took a few more steps until he heard a sound—not just one moan, but several moans from carin chicks. So, he dropped the little hen and ran towards the source of the sounds. Armed with a shovel and a hoe, he began to remove some of that manure and found: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 carin chicks, suffocating under that smelly mass.
But now, what was he going to do with so many carin chicks? He was already having trouble helping one, let alone five more.
Then he remembered that there were several small chicken coops there that he could use while taking care of them. There was no other way but to pay for each one of them, as they were all injured: in their wings, their legs, their backs. None of them could even walk properly.
Carefully, he took them to a place where he could care for them without worrying about space, except for the little carin chick he had found, which was worse off than the five combined.
After settling them in a corner where they wouldn't bother anyone, little Joe remembered he had left the other one near an anthill and ran back.
Already upset, and with the shovel in hand, at some point, due to his worry, the shovel slipped, causing him to trip and roll to the ground.
Hurt and tired, he didn't give up. He got up and, heading towards the anthill, knelt down and began looking for the little carin chick, now in worse shape than before. Injured by large ants, her wounds were attracting even more of them, and if little Joe didn't arrive in time, the ants would surely carry her away in pieces into the anthill.
Picking her up, he noticed some lumps on her body and only then realized they were large carnivorous ants, ready to devour the little chick.
As he removed one ant after another, he tried to calm himself by talking to them.
"Look here, little ants, let go of my little carin chick, because I paid for her. If you're that hungry, go over there and eat that... thing on the ground. There's plenty for everyone."
He really felt like an idiot giving such an order to the ants, who didn't even know he existed.
The ants didn't bother with the boy and continued their task of gathering meat to take to the anthill.
"What am I doing wrong?"
Hearing some peeps from the little chick, he lifted her up so she was exposed to the sunlight and looked closely at the tiny bird in his hand.
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