Bamboo was the name that Old Yang gave him when he was at the Panda Base.
Because when Old Yang first asked him what his name was, he waved the bamboo in his hand.
Hill’s face was all black because his true form had been struck, even his originally white fur was a gray mess, yet Old Yang still recognized him at a glance.
He saw the burned tips of Hill’s ears move slightly in response to that "Bamboo," as he walked towards him with graceful ease, wiggling his bottom, visibly cheerful.
Old Yang must have had him in his heart to recognize him at once.
No wonder he endured such hardship over the past two days, watching over Freya for him.
Old Yang didn’t expect to see the panda that had been missing for two days beside Freya.
Just like when it suddenly appeared at the base, it also disappeared suddenly that day, and the base management said there was something peculiar about this panda.
But Old Yang thought, isn’t it just a giant panda?
What’s so peculiar about it?
Now it seems it might be a new friend Freya made in the mountains?
Two giant pandas came running towards him, and according to work guidelines, it was forbidden to have direct contact with giant pandas without protection in the wild.
But that was his Freya; he didn’t care.
Old Yang crouched down and opened his arms wide, and Freya lunged forward, knocking him to the ground, not caring about the mud and water on him, pushing its big head into Old Yang’s arms, squealing,
[Daddy! Daddy came to take me home!]
Hill felt a sudden pang of sadness when he heard that.
This silly panda still doesn’t understand what wild training means.
It has been released back into the wild by humans, and unless there’s a need for rescue, humans won’t easily bring it back to the base to live.
Old Yang can’t either.
Old Yang couldn’t hear Freya’s words, he could only interpret some of its emotions from its coy squealing, and his eyes couldn’t help but heat up.
Letting it press him and mess around, his hands quickly touched its body, checking that the cub didn’t have any obvious injuries, and then finally relaxed.
Since last night, his heart had been tight with worry, always feeling that something was about to happen.
Seeing Freya unharmed now, his heart finally felt like it landed. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
Looking at Hill, he felt its scorched appearance was unusual.
"You weren’t struck by lightning, were you?"
Old Yang muttered, and casually petted Hill.
Hill hummed and turned away.
If it weren’t for your daughter, how could I have been struck by lightning!
After Old Yang comforted his daughter, he checked Hill’s body, actually according to Hill’s condition, it’s best to take it back to the base for a full inspection and good rest.
But they had only come with two people on this trip, and didn’t bring the right equipment, so they could only apply when they got back.
If possible, he’d like to take Freya back for a check-up too.
Old Yang silently planned in his heart, but didn’t notice on the other side, Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalmers had hidden their presence and were watching from behind a tree not far away.
Although according to deduction, Old Yang’s disaster should be borne by Freya’s disaster, now that Freya is fine, Old Yang should also be without concern.
But still, seeing it for oneself is more reassuring.
And in that glance, Scarlett Jennings discovered something different than usual.
Usually, when observing face readings, she could deduce a person’s past and future destiny from their appearance, but in that moment aside from the already changed destiny, Scarlett Jennings seemed to catch a glimpse of images from the original destiny—
A mountain flood broke out, Freya frantically fleeing alone in the mountains, buried by rolling mud and rocks, when excavated, it had already lost its vital signs.
Old Yang knelt on the ground, holding Freya whose original form was hardly recognizable, wailing in grief, ultimately turned white overnight, mentally and physically hurt causing a reduction in lifespan, not living past sixty.
Scarlett Jennings couldn’t understand why she suddenly saw this scene.
But she knew, whether it’s Freya or Old Yang, their destinies at this moment had changed.
The tragedy she saw would no longer happen.
Dazed, Samuel Chalmers seemed to sense something, reaching out to hold her hand.


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