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On a long slope covered with patches of yellowish-green grass, a group of cattle and sheep were struggling to chew on roots, occasionally letting out a few complaint-filled bleats, obviously dissatisfied with nature’s offering for their meal.

An uncle, wearing a woolly hat, had a somewhat darkened face that conveyed a certain helplessness.

At the foot of the slope was a grassy Pool Lake, which during rainy seasons saw a stream flowing down from the top of the slope, filling the whole slope with lush grass and even making a sight of blooming flowers, before all the water finally poured into the lake, sustaining the woods, meadows, villages around it…

Pool Village was thus a common pastoral village found in the upstream city regions, with many such villages relying on such local lakes.

“Uncle Zhan! Uncle Zhan!!”

“Li Shaoying, why are you back? Aren’t you at the Dragon Taming Academy? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come back until you became a Dragon Shepherd?” Uncle Zhan asked, confused.

“Uncle, I might not become a Dragon Shepherd,” Li Shaoying said with a bitter taste in his voice.

His classmates were either continuously advancing, drawing closer to the Dragon Gate, or they had already stepped through the Dragon Gate, becoming real Dragon Shepherds; only he was marking time, his Great Horn Bull showing not the slightest sign of advancement, let alone the Young Spirit Bird he had adopted.

Be confident, remove the ‘might,”‘ Uncle Zhan said as he patted Li Shaoying on the shoulder.

Li Shaoying nearly missed his step on the muddy ground and staggered a bit before steadying himself.

“I’ve raised cattle and sheep for more than a decade. Can’t I tell a cow from a cow, a sheep from a sheep? A Great Horn Bull is special, but at the end of the day, it’s still a bull,” Uncle Zhan said.

“Uncle, you really know how to comfort me,” Li Shaoying said with tears streaming down his face, unable to stop them, unable to stop them.

“Go back, it’s getting late,” Uncle Zhan said.

Back at Pool Village, it was already half dark, and the lights at the entrance of

the village were unusually unlit, likely to avoid attracting cannibal monsters from afar.

Cannibal monsters are not like beasts; they’re not afraid of light, so this was a wise decision.

Seeing the villagers finally becoming aware of the need to take precautions, Li Shaoying let out a big sigh of relief.

As he entered the village, it was rather dark. Suddenly, Uncle Zhan pulled Li Shaoying to the side and then, looking grave, pointed down at their feet.

Li Shaoying looked down and his face changed too!

It was blood!

There was a large pool of blood at the village entrance, and it clearly wasn’t the shape from slaughtering chickens or sheep, it was the kind of spray that splatters, and upon closer inspection, Li Shaoying found that even the wicker fences around the entrance were splattered widely.

Taking a few more steps forward, Li Shaoying lifted a large wooden plank, and beneath it lay a person covered in blood, his eyes wide with the agony endured before death, vividly captured in the twisted face and those eyes.

A dead person!!

It was the village’s lumberjack brother, strong and sturdy as he was, yet he died so miserably, and right at the entrance of the village!

Cannibal Monster…

The Cannibal Monster had appeared!!

Li Shaoying scrambled backward in fright, just about to run away with Uncle Zhan when suddenly someone shouted.

“Hey, there are still two alive here.”

Torches were suddenly lit, illuminating the village entrance and the village itself, and Li Shaoying quickly saw many people approaching, each holding a gleaming long knife in their hands.

At first, Li Shaoying thought they were officers. The officers had arrived for a rescue search, but looking at the attire and appearance of these people, his face turned even paler!

They weren’t officers…

There was no Cannibal Monster…

It was bandits!!

“Hahaha, almost let a couple of fish slip through the net, drag them both in,” said a man with a butcher-like build.