[Various] The Deposed Crown Prince's Survival Story

Fusu walked in the mountains for about half an hour. Looking back, he realized that he was already very far from Ying Zheng's camp. This was a journey that would take a normal person at least a day.

But even after traveling so far, Fusu still couldn't find any trace of the rabbit.

"How strange! Why are there no rabbits? Did Wai Xingren catch all the rabbits in the mountains?" Wai Xingren Fusu touched his belly and sighed. "I've lost weight again, and by as much as five millimeters. Just walking around consumes so much energy. If I keep walking like this, my energy will be depleted very quickly."

As Fusu thought about it, he felt a pang of heartache—a real, visceral pain, not just a figure of speech.

Don't let his size fool you, he's brimming with energy, the kind of energy Fusu has saved up from every chicken leg and every elbow, energy he's salvaged from the smallest things.

However, this energy came quickly and disappeared quickly. Normally, there were always carriages coming and going in Xianyang Palace, so the energy consumption was not too much. But it was obvious when they got to the mountains. After walking for only half an hour, Fusu felt that he was much lighter.

"This won't do. What if one day in the palace... he accidentally consumes too much energy and turns into a little monkey? The people of Earth will think they've seen a ghost." Fusu muttered softly, rubbing his slightly flat belly.

But the little fat boy turning into a little monkey is a matter for later; the most urgent thing is to find the rabbit first.

If you can't find a rabbit, you can find a means of transportation. Don't the gods in myths like to catch monsters as mounts?

Fusu tucked the piglet into his arms, tiptoed, and sprang into the air like a spring, then flew like a cannonball into the depths of the grass.

"Awoo!" A huge roar echoed through the mountains and forests.

"What are you yelling for? No one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out! Be a good girl and let me ride you. If you serve me well, I'll let you go." Fusu said in her tender, grandmotherly voice, uttering lines that were both vulgar and violent, easily leading to censorship.

At this moment, under Fusu's bottom, a huge white-browed tiger with drooping eyes was trying to break free from the baby's clutches—no, it should be said, its claws.

If tigers could talk, they would surely say, "Tiger is wronged, tiger is sad, tiger is suffering, tiger wants to eat two-legged beasts."

Tiger had only heard from his friends that two-legged creatures had tender meat, were nutritious, and most importantly, were slow, so he wanted to try eating one. Unexpectedly, this little two-legged creature was so clever; it not only spotted Tiger but also climbed onto Tiger's neck, making Tiger its mount.

Tiger is the king of the mountains, how could he submit to a little two-legged beast? But unexpectedly, this little two-legged beast was really powerful. Without even using his hands, he used his two legs to hold Tiger's neck and forced Tiger to ride him. Tiger was a virgin tiger.

What's most infuriating is that the little two-legged creature even said it wanted to skin the tiger and make tiger-skin green peppers to eat.

What the hell is tiger-skin green pepper... What is a green pepper?

Fusu didn't care whether the tiger under him was a virgin tiger or a tiger-skinned green pepper. As long as the tiger under him didn't go the way he wanted, he would use his little feet to force the tiger to turn around in the direction he wanted, either to the left or to the right.

After several repetitions, the tiger beneath him learned its lesson. Whenever Fusu moved its leg, it would obediently turn in the direction Fusu wanted to go.

"Taming a tiger is quite easy." Fusu patted the tiger's head and said with a smug look, "This little one is indeed the smartest and wisest... Tom Sue in the world."

Unfortunately, compared to humans who tend to judge by appearance, small animals that rely on intuition are more reliable at identifying which monsters are not to be trifled with.

Fusu rode on the tiger's back, legs crossed, humming a tune and eating a chicken leg. His expression seemed somewhat nonchalant, but in reality, his eyes were constantly scanning the nearby mountains and forests like radar.

This is so strange! Not only are there no rabbits, but why are so many small animals running around outside like crazy? There are even nocturnal creatures! Have all these animals gone mad?

Could it be that... they all know that I am incredibly powerful and invincible, and that I am unbeatable on the entire planet, so they run away as soon as they see me?

Fusu began to seriously consider this possibility. A detective once said that if you remove all the impossible answers, the remaining answer, no matter how impossible, is the truth.

Besides this, Fusu couldn't think of any other reason why the animals in the mountains would exhibit such an abnormal reaction.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the mountain, Ying Zheng and his men, who were hunting, also noticed the strangeness of the animals in the mountains.

"What's going on?" Looking at the various animals that were completely ignoring him and his group and only focused on running outwards, Ying Zheng pointed to the wild boar that was running with a group of sika deer. The wild boar was ignoring a pile of food and instead focused on running. This was really strange.

"Your Majesty, I have never seen such an unusual phenomenon before. I have only heard that animals are more intelligent than humans, and when there are unusual celestial phenomena, animals often exhibit various abnormal behaviors." Meng Yi, who had been accompanying Ying Zheng and was in charge of security, advised, "Your Majesty, for the sake of safety, it would be best if Your Majesty left this place first."

Ying Zheng was not a monarch who could not accept opinions. Faced with such a strange scene, he only thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

Ying Zheng and his entourage rode out of the dense forest and had just reached a flat and open area when they felt the ground beneath their feet tremble. At first, it was a slight tremor, but later it turned into a violent shaking.

"Oh no! It's an earthquake!" Meng Yi suddenly shouted.

At this moment, a long neigh was heard from the horse beneath Ying Zheng, which then began to gallop wildly on the ground as if it had gone mad.

Although Ying Zheng was skilled in horsemanship, horses in those days did not have saddles, and he had never ridden a horse in such an earthquake-like situation.

In a moment of carelessness, Ying Zheng fell off his horse. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used his hands to protect his head and other vital organs as he fell. After landing, he rolled twice on the ground to absorb the impact.

"Your Majesty!" Meng Yi shouted as he jumped off his horse and struggled to run towards Ying Zheng.

The earthquake was so violent that people could barely stand, let alone walk. Meng Yi could only tumble and crawl towards Ying Zheng.

At this moment, the earthquake became even more violent, rocks collapsed, trees fell, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the ground. These cracks were bottomless and spread rapidly in all directions, like gaping mouths, wantonly devouring all life on the ground.

I don't know how much time passed before the shaking of the earth finally stopped, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.

The group, covered in dust and dirt, scrambled to their feet. The once beautiful Shanglin Garden was now a scene of devastation, with uprooted soil and fallen trees everywhere. The faint cries of dying animals could be heard from the forest.

Seeing this, everyone, including Ying Zheng, couldn't help but feel fortunate. Luckily, they had left the dense forest before the earthquake. Otherwise, it would have been inconvenient for people to walk in the dense forest. Even if they were not swallowed by the cracks in the ground, they would have to worry about being injured by falling trees.

After his initial relief, Ying Zheng broke out in a cold sweat. He then let out a long breath and said with a grim face, "Let's go! Back to camp!"

The horses had all run away when the earthquake struck, but fortunately, this place was not too far from Ying Zheng's camp. Although Ying Zheng was injured when he fell off his horse, it was only a minor abrasion and he could walk without any major problems.

So, without needing anyone's help or agreeing to wait for rescue before setting off, Ying Zheng, with a cold face, kept walking and moved swiftly. He hadn't gone far before he encountered the Qin army that had come looking for him.

After inquiring, Ying Zheng learned that although an earthquake had also occurred at the camp, the camp was built in an open and spacious place and consisted entirely of tents made of cloth.

Therefore, although many tents collapsed and many people were injured, none of them were seriously injured.

"Not one...that's good..." Ying Zheng patted his chest without regard for his image, and a relieved expression appeared on his usually icy face.

After confirming that there were no people in the camp, although the situation was still very urgent and there was a risk of aftershocks at any time, Ying Zheng still felt much better.

He rode his horse back to the camp, glanced at the people who had come to greet him, and immediately frowned. "Zhao Gao, where is Su'er?"

Not seeing the soft, fluffy white meatball he had imagined, Ying Zheng felt a tightness in his chest. Could the brat have gotten hurt?

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's question, Zhao Gao, who already had a somewhat fearful and uneasy expression on his face, was so frightened that he knelt down in front of Ying Zheng's horse with a "thump," his upper body completely prostrate on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, and his body trembling like wild grass in the wind.

"Damn it!" Ying Zheng jumped off his horse, kicked Zhao Gao in the head, knocking him to the ground, and then lashed him across the face with his whip.

A long, thick, blood-soaked wound immediately appeared on Zhao Gao's once "handsome" face.

Zhao Gao felt a burning pain on his face, but he dared not wipe it with his hands. Instead, he immediately knelt down and crawled back to his original spot like a dog, using both hands and feet.

"Where is Su'er! If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death!" Ying Zheng roared.

The fact that Ying Zheng could expel all foreigners from Qin in a fit of anger because of a spy from an enemy state shows that he had a volatile temper and was easily angered by others, making him a difficult boss to please.

Although Ying Zheng was willing to suppress his emotions and do things he didn't like when it came to matters of national importance, he didn't mind being a tyrant when it involved his beloved son.

Thinking of Ying Zheng's affection for Fusu, Zhao Gao shuddered, feeling a heat between his legs as if something was flowing out of his anus, while a nauseating stench wafted out on the wind.

"Your Majesty... Your Highness... the eldest son... he... he went into the mountains alone." Zhao Gao trembled as he took out two bamboo slips from his sleeve, respectfully raised them with both hands, and presented them to Ying Zheng.