Some strange beasts, including beasts, still exist and have their own unique abilities.
For example, the caracal cat, which can only catch birds but is deathly afraid of mice... forget it, this species can be completely extinct, and it lives up to the good name of the caracal cat.
The hot wind rages in the open wilderness, which is a kind of torture to any creature with pores. Under the high temperature, everything except food and water can no longer attract any attention of the beasts.
This is a small valley with turbid pools, covered with animal footprints and excrement. It is a little cooler because of the low-lying terrain and water source.
A group of wolf-like creatures occupied this dirty and turbid water pool less than thirty square meters, lying lazily in the knee-deep water, stirring up large pools of mud.
A few pieces of pink-ash fluff fell on the nostrils of one of the creatures, "Pfft!", it sneezed, and yelled "Ouch" with disdain.
Just as he was about to lower his head and take a sip of the sweet pool water, its movements froze.
He closed his eyes and sniffed the smell in the air crazily, and a few strands of fluff were sucked into his nostrils.
This time it did not sneeze again, but suddenly opened its eyes. The light in its eyes was as blue as the sea, and the three white marks on the short hair on its forehead were beating like flames.
"Ouch!"
With a howl, the companions in the pond all focused their attention on it.
"Ouch?"
"Ouch."
"Ouch!"
A howl with a strange tone and perhaps a few modal particles seemed to be communicating.
One hour, fifteen minutes and twenty-one seconds later, the meeting ended.
This group of wolf-like creatures covered in mud rushed out of the valley and ran towards the wind.
There are thick yellow clouds above my head, and I step on the vast wilderness.
Their tails are held high like flags, and mud drips down from their steel-needle-like body hair, drawing extremely abstract lines and scars on the ground as they rush by. They take three steps, jump once, take two steps, and poke out their long mouths. The pink tongue flicked extremely elegantly and freely.
And some of them actually had six long blade-like legs, and everything they passed was like a meat grinder, turning the soil around and turning the vegetation into dregs.
...
This was the darkest and saddest morning in the history of the hotel.
The autumn wind is ten miles away, making people drunk.
The few remaining wilderness chariots were emptied instantly. This time, even the people passing by were missed, and they all walked away in shame.
Lin Chou's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, feeling like he had missed out on 100 million.
The second-generation pink dumpling army sent by the mole, who was still dying just now and was almost wiped out, has completely grown into an army of gray balls. They are round and plump. If it weren't for the attribute of losing hair while eating, they would still look a bit cute. look.
Bah...so cute!
Lin Chou felt ashamed of his thoughts. Is this guy hallucinating from anger, or is he suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?
At this time, a large group of idle creatures walked in from outside the gate.
The pitcher plant fences turned a blind eye to this group of strange beasts, and even tilted slightly to both sides, as if to avoid them.
They have wolf-like sharp gazes, deep blue pupils, three flames above their eyes, ears raised high, and facial expressions like stern mountain peaks, as if they are always raising their thick eyebrows to despise all things.
Lin Chou noticed that most of these creatures with almost identical appearances had six blade-like legs covered in bone armor.
Slender and shining with cold light, they were like machines. Even though they had two more legs to support the ground than others of their kind, their guillotine-like claws still sunk deeply into the ground, showing how heavy their bodies were.
However, even if part of them sinks into the ground, they appear to be a bit taller than similar ones, at least one and a half meters tall, and they look very fierce.
"Ouch, ouch!"
Still roaring with weird accents, these guys got down on their butts and held a family meeting openly under the gaze of the pitcher plant fence and Lin Chou.
This, this is not right!
Lin Chou tried to order the Nepenthes to immediately attack these mud-covered things, but the consciousness coming from the Nepenthes side actually resisted.
Nepenthes refused? ?
Lin Chou was dumbfounded, not to mention whether Nepenthes knew how to refuse.
This group of strange beasts is so terrifying that it scares the pitcher plants so much that they want to uproot themselves and run away.
Lin Chou looked over carefully and activated the power of true vision.
The system immediately issues a prompt,
"Sporain Thorn Guard Wolf-Eating Dog, three to four times mutated creature, level 3-5.
One of the oldest dog breeds on earth, it was first domesticated and raised by the Inutchok tribe of Siberia in ancient times. It has a very gentle and pleasant personality. It is also called the Inutchok sled dog, Siberian sled dog or husky. "
The black and red writing on the system paused abruptly for ten seconds. Lin Chou felt a palpitation in his heart for no reason, as if he had touched something indescribable.
"After the cataclysm, the dogs regained their freedom and hunted foxes and rats in the cold ice and snow. Some of them evolved blade-like claws and changed from four limbs to six limbs, eliminating the iron-bone tofu-waisted chordates. The shortcomings of the door become stronger.
The quality of the meat is unknown, but this system guesses that it is more delicious than ordinary dog meat and is suitable for various methods.
Dog liver can be used to make the ancient eight delicacies liver glutinous rice. The specific method of making it is unknown.
The effectiveness and skills of the source crystal are unknown.
...
Friendly reminder, this dog has a mysterious aura surrounding it, and the road ahead is like being plunged into a fog. The moment any owner lets go of the leash, the dog will be lost, or let go.
In addition, this system seems to feel that their souls seem to be severely cursed from the untouchable void, and are marked with blood-red circles, slashes and a '扌' symbol... No, this seems to be... ..belief? Damn..."
Today's system is particularly weird. Even the characters appear intermittently. Lin Chou is also feeling very weird!
TF!
Just as he was about to ask, the group of wolf-dogs suddenly moved. Shaking off the dried mud on their hair, they immediately rushed into the courtyard and scattered everywhere. They were scattered like javelins among the fragrant red beans, and then suddenly stopped.
The nearest one was only ten meters away from Lin Chou, and Lin Chou could almost see his reflection in the depths of its pupils.
Well, the reflection is equally handsome.
Ahem, after Lin Chou glanced at it twice, the dog immediately glared back.
Yo ho? !
Whether it was an illusion or not, Lin Chou always felt that that dog's face was filled with eternal contempt.
Lin Chou was obviously taller, but the moment he raised his chin, he was like an ancient god looking down at all living beings, his eyes unwavering.
Lin Chou felt an unknown evil fire rising from his tailbone to the back of his head, and he couldn't help but curse.
"MMP!"
The dog glared again, flicked out its tongue and retracted half of it, "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"
