At this moment, Smoker and Bob barely managed to arrive, leaping onto the roof.

The players exchanged glances. Smoker conjured several shards of mirror from thin air, tossing them out to lodge in the ground. The mirrors formed a surface, perfectly positioned to see into the house through the windows.

Inside, Little Red Riding Hood pushed open the door and said, "Dear Grandmother, I've brought you some completely healthy, green, organic snacks."

"Wonderful," the Big Bad Wolf lying in bed said softly, "Come closer, child."

Little Red Riding Hood approached the bed, visibly startled by the giant wolf dressed in old woman's clothing. "Grandmother, why are your ears so big?"

"That's so I can better hunt prey in the forest," the giant wolf blurted out instinctively, but immediately corrected himself, "I mean, so I can hear the sounds of nature in the forest."

"But Grandmother, why are your eyes so big?" Little Red Riding Hood asked again.

"Because I'm wearing optical correction devices for vision impairment, so-called nearsighted glasses."

The giant wolf said in a high-pitched voice, "Of course, I think the term 'nearsighted glasses' is full of discrimination.

Nearsightedness isn't a disease, but a natural physical characteristic, and shouldn't be discriminated against."

Little Red Riding Hood swallowed hard, looking at the giant wolf's long, hairy hands. "Grandmother, why are your hands and stomach so big?"

The giant wolf explained, "Big hands are for conveniently gripping bone cough cough, antique knives and forks.

A big stomach is because there's a pillow under the covers."

Little Red Riding Hood: "But Grandmother, why is your mouth so frighteningly big? And the teeth inside are frighteningly sharp, like those of a crude and savage wild animal."

"Hmm?!"

The giant wolf instantly lost patience. It jumped straight out of bed, its burly body bursting through the clothes, and roared at Little Red Riding Hood, "You're being racist!

What about wolves? What about wolves?

Hearing your words makes me tremble all over, sweating profusely in this hot weather.

Just because we like to skin and dismember small animals, swallow them whole and alive, like to attack human merchants and women and children passing through the forest, bite to death and eat villagers' livestock,

does that give you the right to discriminate against us?

So cruel, so vicious! This is blatant racism in the new era!

I'm ashamed of you!

I'm telling you, we wolves don't want to live by infringing on the right of other creatures to live.

But as carnivorous creatures, we have the right to live according to our nature!"

With that, the giant wolf jumped down, grabbed Little Red Riding Hood's arm, and opened its ridiculously large, bloodthirsty mouth.

Little Red Riding Hood could see her poor grandmother curled up inside the wolf's bulging belly, assaulted by the giant wolf's hellish, fetid breath.

On the roof, the players instinctively prepared to take action.

They had always thought that Little Red Riding Hood, with her eloquence, probably had some hidden tricks.

But judging from the current situation, the giant wolf would probably eat her whole in one bite.

Although this mission didn't specify that they had to save any fairytale characters, the innocent and lovable Little Red Riding Hood of the famous fairytale should be of the lawful good alignment, right?

Saving her couldn't hurt.

The players flipped down from the roof and stood by the window.

Julia, dressed as a secret agent, raised her twin pistols and aimed at the window. Bob raised his shotgun, and Smoker took out several crystal throwing knives from his inventory.

Just as everyone was about to step in to stop the giant wolf,

Little Red Riding Hood, whose arm was grabbed by the wolf's claws, showed no fear. Instead, she roared angrily, "Wait, what are you doing?!"

Little Red Riding Hood's roar was so loud, her glaring posture so imposing,

that the giant wolf instinctively paused its movements to eat her.

Seeing the change in the situation, the players outside the window also crouched down, hiding below the window.

What the hell is going on? It feels like the characters in this fairytale world all have abnormal thought patterns!

"You're invading my personal space!"

Little Red Riding Hood rebuked the giant wolf, "I have reason to believe you're harassing me.

As a woman who refuses to accept male oppression, I strongly resist this behavior!

Release me now, you ill-mannered wolf!"

The giant wolf was intimidated by her imposing manner and dared not move.

At this moment, the players noticed a lumberjack passing by from the woods, hearing the noise and rushing towards the house. He smashed open the door directly.

Seeing the giant wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, the lumberjack mustered his courage and instinctively raised his axe, preparing to chop off the werewolf's head.

But the moment he raised his axe, Little Red Riding Hood turned her head and glared at him, continuing to screech sharply, "What are you doing?!"

The bewildered lumberjack froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"You crude and savage middle-aged man, you barge into my grandmother's house, instinctively planning to use a weapon full of male oppression to solve a situation you don't understand."

Little Red Riding Hood shouted, "This is a dispute between me and this wolf. By barging in like this, are you implying that women and wolves can't resolve their own disputes without the help of men?

This is sexism, racism!

Like other men, you always see violent oppression as the primary means of solving problems!

Or, may I assume that this is a show of occasional goodwill from a man to a woman he is interested in, due to mating instincts?

But that assumption disgusts me even more!

You brutish chimpanzee are objectifying women!"

Little Red Riding Hood said to the lumberjack with impassioned words, "The indomitable spirit of women should shine brightly in adversity. Today is another day to be proud of being born a woman!

Now, get out of this house, or I will resort to more radical measures!"

Hearing Little Red Riding Hood's impassioned words, a pair of wrinkled hands suddenly pried open the wolf's mouth!

Then, an elderly, frail old woman in a pink dress jumped out of the giant wolf's mouth!

Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother first touched her granddaughter's hood, and said approvingly, "I'm proud of you, child. You've grown into a new-age woman with independent thought and an independent personality."

Then, the old woman snatched the axe from the lumberjack.

She chopped it down on the head of that unfortunate lumberjack who was completely unaware of what was happening, shouting, "Die, you sexist, racist, patriarchal oppressor!"

Seeing that the lumberjack was about to have his neck chopped off by the vicious old woman,

a bullet pierced through the window, knocking the axe out of the old woman's hand.

"Stop!"

Li Ang stood up, somersaulted through the window, and said in a deep voice, "What in the world are you doing?"

Wan Jia Xiong Meng

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