"As you say, it's a blessing that this tribe has survived the war." Draenor said to Uno.

"That's right, my sir. The world is changing, and the future is unknown......" said the chief, closing his eyes and sadly, as he got up and walked to the edge of the cradle, and stretched out his hand to stroke the sleeping baby.

"But there is a silver lining to our hope, and the birth of this child has added life to the tribe. It's a pity that it has been the dry season recently, and the temperature is still scorching, and there is no reduction in the slightest. Food is running out, water is scarce, and even prey is hard to find. The man said with a long sigh.

Outside the window, the sound of people greeting was heard, and the leader, Uno, stood up and walked out the door.

Just as he turned to leave, the rhizome of some strange plant fell from his pocket. Draenor took advantage of the fact that the hostess Agata was not paying attention, and immediately picked it up and put it in his pocket, and then put his finger close to his nose, and it was infected with a fishy smell.

"Houttuynia cordata? What did Uno do with this plant on his body? He felt a little strange, having spent so much time in Jeanne's tribe, he also knew more or less about the habits of the Lycos. Although they can eat plants, most of them are still meat-based. Since you don't plan to eat this Houttuynia cordata, why do you want to take it with you?

Uno returned to the house after a short time, followed by three or four young men, each holding a steaming wooden bowl in his hand. The leader instructed the young men to bring the food to the group, and Draenor took the wooden bowl, which contained a bowl of green vegetable soup.

"I beg your pardon, the only food at the moment is a few wild vegetables, and we have sprinkled a little salt in the hope that it will dispel some hunger for you." Agata said to Draenor.

It seems that they were forced to eat these plants, and Draenor felt that he had been with Vickyrico for too long and seemed to be getting a little nervous. He nodded, reached out and took the wooden bowl in front of him.

Although the soup looked light, it still smelled better than the river water, and Delano took the soup and drank it down, which he felt was more like sea water soaked in wild vegetables than food.

"It's going to get dark soon, and there are still some extra beds in the cold house, so please take a break if you don't mind!" Uno said, pointing to the bedroom inside the house.

Draenor finally met the civilized crowd, he yawned and nodded to the leader, and walked to the dormitory with Jeanne and Cooper. Perhaps the tiredness of the long journey was at work, and the thick drowsiness gradually blurred his vision, and Draenor turned and lay down on the wooden bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's time for some rest, and while I'm grateful for your hospitality, we're tired, so please allow me to go back to my dorm room for a break."

Taking advantage of the two of them, Viklico poured the soup out of the window, placed the wooden bowl on the chair, and turned back to the bedroom.

The sky grew darker, and after a while, Draenor was awakened by the shrill sound of sharpening knives. He quickly got up and followed the light to the door. Perhaps due to chronic sleep deprivation, his head felt like it had been run over by a carriage.

The conversation between the husband and wife could be heard in the room outside the door, still talking in their own language.

Draenor saw the leader in his nightgown, Uno, struggling to sharpen a dagger, not knowing what to do with it. He suddenly felt a cold palm on his shoulder, and quickly turned around, it turned out to be Vicilico.

She put a finger to her mouth, motioned for Draenor to be quiet, and turned to lead him back to the bed.

"What are you going to do? Scared the hell out of me! Draenor whispered to Viklico, the cold handprint still on her back.

"Be quiet...... Listen to me, it's not going to be as simple as you see. Viklico said calmly.

Well, what conspiracy theories are going to be. Draenor couldn't know more in his heart that Vicky had not had a good rest in the past two days, and she was always a little nervous. "What more nonsense do you want to talk about?" He asked in an angry whisper to Vicilico.

"Listen, you probably didn't know when you fell asleep just now, I sneaked out the window, and guess what I found?" Vicilico picked up a dry bone from under the wooden bed and leaned it in front of Draenor.

He recognized such a structure, slender and dexterous, and if it was the same as he thought, it should be the skeleton of a primate arm.

"There are some rotting pieces of flesh left on it, and there are still teeth marks on the bones, it seems that things are really not that simple......" Vickyly could finish before she could finish her sentence, when she heard slow footsteps at the door, and the two of them quickly crept back to their beds.

Draenor heard footsteps becoming clearer and clearer, they were two footsteps, a man and a woman, and if nothing else, it was the leader and his wife, Agatta.

The leader whispered something to Agata as the woman's footsteps approached Draenor's bedside.

A hot finger approached Draenor's upper lip, and in addition to that, a cold sharp object was pressed against his throat, the point of which was supposed to be a sharp dagger.

Cold sweat slid down Draenor's forehead, soaking the pillow towel around his ear.

"Sir, sir?"

The woman called softly to herself, but could not respond at any time, for the dagger was against his throat, and the slightest suspicious movement would have cut his throat.

The cold feeling from the blade faded, and the woman put away her dagger and whispered something to the leader. They walked to the bed on the other side and laboriously left the room carrying something.

Draenor continued to lie on the bed, his eyes closed until he was sure that the footsteps of the two had disappeared through the door.

"What happened?" Draenor quickly got up, only to see that Cooper's bed had only a wrinkled outline, and he himself was gone.

"Obviously, they took Cooper." Vicilico's expression became serious, and things turned out to be as she expected.

Draenor looked at the arm bones hidden by Viklico under the bed, strange thoughts gradually came to his mind, and he suddenly felt a splitting headache, and a strong sleepiness hit him again.

"Hey, Draenor, stay awake!" Victorico stretched out her finger and pinched Draenor's temple, the sharp pain regained Draenor's senses, and he shook his head and came to his senses.

Vikily got up and walked to Jeanne's bedside, whispering in her ear, but Jeanne, who was usually sensitive, couldn't wake up at this time, and everything in front of her made Vikily think of the answer.

"It's the bowl of soup with drugs in it." Vicchily let go of Jeanne's arm and leaned over to sit on the edge of her bed.

"It's supposed to be mandala pollen, but fortunately, I kept an eye on it and didn't drink the soup. Your body's metabolism has accelerated due to the influence of the 'White Refining Fire', and it is fortunate that you can wake up. ”

The pain in his head still haunted Draenor's nerves, and he was about to turn around and draw his dagger from under his pillow, only to find it empty. "Damn, the dagger told them to take it, now what are we going to do?"

Cooper was led out the door by the two of them, and the scene he had seen a few hours earlier suddenly came to Draenor's eyes. If, as Agata said, the villagers used to hunt in the forest, then why bring swords instead of ranged weapons that are more suitable for hunting?

He smelled a pungent smell, the same fishy smell he had smelled on the side of the empty city before, and he quickly pulled out the dried Houttuynia from his coat pocket.

A strange thought came to mind, the woman named Agata did not have this smell on her, but he did detect it in the empty city, which means that the leader did not take the villagers to hunt at all, but was ambushed near the empty city from the beginning.

"Anyway, we'll have to find a way to wake Jeanne up first...... Her dagger has been taken from her, and it looks like the only thing left behind you is the fiery gun and my spear. ”

Draenor was reminded by Vicilico that the firebolt had been carrying him behind him, and he had simply pressed the firebolt on his back on the bed because he was too sleepy, so he was not noticed by the couple, and it was considered to be back shit luck.

He pulled out the gun behind his back, filled the gun trough with six rounds, and moved the ignition lever on the side away, and the heat slowly filled the magazine.

"Whatever they want to do, they have to find a way to get Cooper out, I have a bad feeling." Draenor said, resting his index finger on the side of the trigger.

"That's right, it's all so weird, you go to the window and look at their tracks, I'll watch over Jeanne. Be careful not to attract attention. Vikilic's lips twitched slightly, and she carefully observed the situation outside the window.

"Wait a minute, I'll take care of this first." As he spoke, Draenor took out the small bell he had taken from the temple and handed it to Viklico.

"It's ...... That little clock found in the Temple of Night City? What are you doing with this? Vikily carefully held the bell in her hand so that it would not make any noise that would attract the attention of the villagers.

"We don't know what it can do, but it seems that its sound is directly related to our dreams." Draenor said firmly.

"I know, don't worry about me here." Vicilico pointed to the living room and said to Draenor.

He nodded at Viklico, and walked slowly closer to the living room window. The bright light of the fire shone in through the window, and he remembered the pocket watch that the woman had given him earlier, and reached into his pocket and pulled it out.

"Click"

Draenor pressed the side knob of the pocket watch, and the metal lid popped up to point at the number "4".

"What the hell are these people doing at four o'clock in the morning?" He thought to himself, when he suddenly noticed a small metal object on the side of his pocket watch, which looked like an alarm clock or something.

It was supposed to be the couple set up in advance, and Draenor reached out and broke the part so as not to reveal its position when it sounded.

He looked up through the glass. I saw that Cooper had been carried by everyone towards a warehouse in the distance.

It was the only warehouse in the village, and the entire village was surrounded by darkness except for a few campfires, like a huge tomb.

Draenor remembered the warehouse and turned back to his bedroom, but Jeanna was still unconscious in Viklico's arms.

"It's me who was reckless and doubtful of your vigilance......" Draenor said with a sigh, looking at Jeanne, who was still unresponsive, and a sense of remorse welled up in his heart.

"It's not your fault, most people would choose to believe her in that situation, and to be honest, there was a moment when even I was a little skeptical of my own ideas. Cheer up, regret that you can't get Cooper out! ”

Vekily stared at Draenor with a resolute gaze, which rekindled the fighting spirit in his heart, and whatever the inhabitants were doing, it had to be done before the sun rose.

"Jeanne is still unconscious, and we need you to stay here and watch for her. I walked around the back window and tried to get rid of the sentry villagers as quietly as possible. ”

Vekiriko nodded in response to Draenor's instructions, and he raised the window and cautiously climbed out.

"Draenor!" Vicilico called out to him softly. He turned his head and looked at Viklico, who was hugging Jeanne.

"Be careful, Jeanne and I are here waiting for your good news."

Draenor smiled and gave her a thumbs up, turning around to the other side of the room.

"There are two people at the door, and there are five people standing in the house on the side, so it looks like we have to start from the front of us first." Draenor walked to the side corner of the house and tapped the wall with his knuckles, and the two villagers immediately became alert and walked slowly towards it.

Draenor grabbed the eaves and climbed onto the roof, and when the two villagers reached the shadows directly below, he jumped off the roof and threw his legs away, knocking them unconscious.

"Next up are the five over there." Draenor turned and dived into the grass, slowly closing in on the five villagers.

The motives of the villagers are unclear, but at least they have not caused significant harm to Draenor and the others. The truth is still a little blurred, and they are still the poor people who have been expelled.

"Don't kill any villagers unless you have to." Delano let go of the handle of the gun, and instead took the barrel and walked towards the five.

The situation in front of him was a bit tricky, five people were sitting around the campfire, and any one of them would attract the attention of the others, and he couldn't perfectly stun five villagers at once.

"Cooper could be in danger at any moment if he was detected......" he pondered. Now that Cooper is in their hands, if any action attracts attention, Cooper who is being held hostage may die.

"Wait, hostage?" A strange idea came to Draenor's mind. True, in the case of hostages on both sides, only the side with the greater number will gain an advantage.

Draenor hid under the eaves and burst out while everyone was not looking. He picked up the butt of his rifle and knocked one of them unconscious, trampling him firmly under his feet, then turned around and grabbed another villager by the throat and took him in his arms.

"Thank you, hospitable chief of Uno and his poor lady, Lady Agatta, for your kind invitation, but I wonder why my friend has been tied up by you?" Draenor was unusually calm, shouting at the two as they prepared to carry Cooper into the warehouse.

"What? How did you wake up! Uno turned, and for some reason the bell that Agata had set didn't ring.

But at this point, there was no way back, and he pulled a cold-glowing dagger from his waist and aimed it at Cooper's neck.

"I advise you not to act rashly, your friend is now in our hands." The previous kindness disappeared from his face, and Uno stared at the blue-haired man in front of him with cold eyes.

"It's you who don't act rashly, right? Answer my question! As he spoke, Draenor pointed his gun at the villager's head, his left hand turning into a claw and stabbing deep into the villager's throat.

"Don't! We're left with so many survivors, don't hurt them! Uno panicked and hurriedly dissuaded the other party.

That's what the words are...... Tell me, what are you having? Draenor grabbed the villagers by the throat and shook them, staring at the leader in front of them.

"We are very short of food, everyone has not had enough food for more than a month, and our children are still young, there is really no way out!" Uno lost his strength and fell to his knees.

Draenor didn't dare to let up, maybe the scene in front of him was another hoax they had orchestrated.

"One by one, our people are starving to death, and I have no choice," the leader covered his face and wept bitterly, the sharp dagger sliding down his palm.

The truth of everything came to light, and Draenor thought of the arm bones that Vikirico had found earlier, these people were hungry ogres, no wonder there were gnawing marks on the bones.

"Don't give me this set, there is still a lot of food in the jungle, you are hungry and hurt humans, what is the difference between this and those man-eating beasts!" Draenor slowly pressed his finger to the trigger, ready to open fire.

Hearing his words, the leader Unno slowly stood up and looked at Draenor with a determined gaze.

"You're right, even though they've evolved into human form, the Lycos will always be beasts, beastly monsters......" Unno said, pulling out a purple plant from his bosom.

Sensing a slight threat, Draenor moved the muzzle of his gun away from the villager's head and pulled the trigger on the ground.

"Boom !!"

The deafening sound echoed through the village, and Uno froze for a moment, not daring to move.

At that moment, two figures jumped down from the rooftop, one in front of the other and one in front of him, and kicked away the leader and Agata respectively. Draenor could see the silhouettes of the two with the help of a little firelight, and it was Jeanne and Viklico.

"It's been a long wait!" Vikily smirked, pulled out a spear from behind her back and aimed it at the tip of Uno's nose. Jeanne quickly untied Cooper, picked him up and fled into the jungle.

"Go chase them back to me!" Uno shouted to the men beside him, but Vikiriko stretched out her arm, and the spear cut a crack in the leader's nose. Seeing this, the villagers immediately froze in place, not daring to take another step forward.

"It looks like the advantage is completely in my favor." The corners of Draenor's mouth rose slightly, and he slowly lifted the firebolt, aiming the muzzle of the gun at Unno's head.

"Hehehe...... Is that really the case? Uno let out a strange maniacal laugh, and something seemed to be wrong, and Draenor only felt the bodies of the villagers at his feet swelling, and their faces as hideous as beasts.

The leader brought the plant close to his mouth and sucked the pollen into his nose. In front of Draenor and Viklico's eyes, his body gradually began to swell, and his eyes showed a murderous aura like a hungry wolf. He slowly opened his twisted mouth and let out a hot breath

"So, let's see who is the lamb to be hunted tonight......"

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