Published: March 2, 2025
Wen Yu wanted to subdue a gathering place, using them as his eyes and ears.
Without the natives living in this area, accomplishing this task would be quite troublesome.
Looking at the black guy on the ground turned into a meat paste, Wen Yu silently mourned for three seconds and then glanced at the sun in the sky.
It was already noon.
The timely emergence of hunger in his stomach reminded Wen Yu, and seeing Star had returned to its mini state, he summoned the Cyclops and Victor.
“Let’s eat first, then we can get to work!”
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The fallen angry horned antelope next to him was undoubtedly a fresh ingredient, freshly killed, with smooth meat.
Wen Yu took out a war blade from his Spatial Ring, dragged the angry horned antelope over, and immediately began preparing for an outdoor barbecue.
Peeling, bleeding, deboning, tendon pulling, slicing.
Wen Yu performed a series of actions with exceptional skill, casually tossing the inedible parts away.
The smell of blood began to spread.
Only the most tender parts of the antelope were kept, and Wen Yu returned to his three spirit pets with the meat chunks in hand.
There, a fire pit had already been set up, and the three spirit pets looked eagerly at Wen Yu as he prepared the meat, occasionally licking their lips in anticipation as the aroma began to waft through the air…
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Having an outdoor barbecue party in the wilderness of the African continent was undoubtedly a death wish; the smell of blood would attract many uninvited guests!
In the African continent, predators roaming the wild were in no short supply!
However, this depended on the person.
What reasoning, what rules, and what precautions, when it comes to the strong, all turn into nonsense!
To sum it up in one sentence, having power really means you can do whatever you want!
“Hiss…”
The scorching and delicious juice erupted in his mouth as Wen Yu breathed out happily, swallowing a chunk of meat.
Nearby, the three little ones were fighting over a leg of the antelope; one leg wasn’t enough to share among three spirit pets.
The Cyclops, having lost the internal struggle, had obediently run further away to the corpse of three black-skinned demon creatures, tearing into their flesh—though not as tasty as the angry horned antelope, it could still quell the hunger in the Cyclops’s belly.
The barbecue was in full swing until Wen Yu’s ears twitched slightly.
Swallowing the chunk in his mouth, Wen Yu raised his head to look into the distance, where a massive wave of energy fluctuations had already entered his perception range.
Sensing this, a smile gradually spread across Wen Yu’s face.
“Hurry up and eat, prepare for guests.”
Wen Yu reminded his three spirit pets.
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“Kids, get moving, don’t keep the guests waiting!”
A strange mental wave, mixed with the harsh cawing, conveyed the meaning of this phrase completely to the surrounding kin.
Their powerful sense of smell clearly detected the faint scent of blood ahead, further stimulating their instincts.
The surrounding kin spread their wings, and black feathers rained down like raindrops to the ground, the entire flock, carrying ominous vibes, floated away towards the distance faster than ever.
Crows, in the eyes of ordinary people, were indeed symbols of misfortune.
The mutated crows were undoubtedly even worse—sharp fangs and claws, muscular bodies, a cruel and bloodthirsty nature, and even a large population, all these factors made this group an existence that no one wanted to provoke in this area.
Seeing this, the death-crier couldn’t help but nod slightly, feeling satisfied with his dimwitted kin.
“Although their IQ is a bit low, they are obedient.”
And obedient yet dim-witted guys were the best cannon fodder...
The aura at the peak of level five began to slowly shrink, even the scent of the divine beast species on him was suppressed to an extreme, the death-crier—this crow species’s only divine beast species and king—slowly shrank in size until it reached the stature of a normal crow.