The night sky was dark. An inexplicable sound echoed in the forest at the southern outskirts of Eastern State.
The nightingale's chirping faded. An unknown creature slithered through the trees. Some of the pheasants jumped out of their nests and scurried away.
The shadow chose a slower-moving pheasant. It pounced on it and its claws grabbed one of the feathers on the pheasant's long tail.
The pheasant squeaked and the feather was torn off. The pheasant regained its freedom. It flapped its wings and disappeared into the forest.
Just as Shadow Clone was about to give chase, he tripped on a withered branch on the ground and fell to the ground, losing the opportunity to hunt.
"Half-starved, my limbs are so sluggish … The food is getting worse and worse, but they still claim that the Zoog's body was specially prepared by a top nutrition team. Do humans understand the Zoogs' needs better than us? They really have been tricked into doing illegal work, what a pitiful world! "
The shadow was a fat Zoog. He had been assigned to work at Eastern State for more than a month. He was losing weight every day.
The food was bad and the workload was so heavy. It felt like a 200kg fatty was pressing down on his head.
Furthermore, it was difficult to slack off because every Zoog had a 'Chicken's Ass' tracker and a mini satellite camera strapped to them. In other words, they had lost their freedom, and they were crying in pain.
At places with signal, no matter if they were walking or sitting, working or slacking off, Phecda Surveillance Center would be able to see them.
But at places without signal … they had to move faster. Places without signal were always dangerous, and no one would know if something happened.
For some missions, to prevent the signal from exposing their presence, the Zoogs would not wear any signal transceiver.
But the mini camera on them was still recording. The recorded images would be reviewed when they returned, so they could not slack off.
Humans, cunning humans, humans who were the best at exploiting labor.
Even when they were going to the toilet, they had to worry about being watched by their boss. If they were too slow, their wages would be deducted and they would be criticized.
Due to the mini camera on them, the fat Zoogs complained incessantly.
But for the sake of their own lives, they had to grit their teeth and work.
Alien lifeform, alien lifeform … Where are you …
Therefore, even though there was no signal here, the fat Zoog took a short break before dragging his thinner body through the forest.
The Zoogs had a special ability, they could easily wander to places where there was gossip to listen to and excitement to watch. This was not entirely due to his sense of smell, nor was it due to his legs. Instead, it was a kind of wonderful perception talent that even he himself could not explain clearly. He would arrive at his destination as he walked, as if he was born with an intelligence radar.
Therefore, when there was no special mission, the Zoogs were like rangers, roaming freely through forests, deserts and other places that were rarely visited by humans.
The reason the fat Zoog was here that day was not only because of the smell of grouse but also because of the strange smell.
This kind of aura, perhaps it was just a gust of Yin wind, or perhaps there really was something strange about it.
"It's just a chilly wind, right?" The fat Zoog stepped on the yellowed leaves and walked through another part of the forest. The darkness could not block his beady eyes. Autumn had dyed the forest bleak. When the night breeze blew, it carried with it the stench of blood and decay.
The fat Zoog sniffed and his fat body shuddered. This was not a good thing …
Even though he had not encountered any abnormal lifeforms since he took up his post, he had seen some abnormal monsters in Dreamlands from afar.
He could recognize the unique stench of monsters that lived in the dark, it was similar to what he was experiencing now.
But when the night breeze blew, the stench faded.
"It's fine, it's fine, it won't scare me." The fat Zoog patted his chest with his claw to calm his anxious heart. "Cowardly Zoog, it's just a beast eating another beast. That's how wild beasts are. The bloodier their food is, the more appetizing they are, unlike us Zoogs, who are more particular about cooking. "
'But what kind of beast is eating what beast?'
The fat Zoog was curious, he wanted to get to the bottom of it. This was the Zoog's nature, he could not change it.
Stepping on the soft soil, the fat Zoog crossed a small stream and turned a corner. Suddenly, he heard a strange, hoarse noise carried by the wind.
The noise sounded like the howls of many different beasts mixed together. It sounded like fear, but at the same time, it sounded like it was spreading fear.
The fat Zoog shivered involuntarily but his curiosity was still aroused. "It's fine, it won't scare me. There's a rat squeal, it's definitely a rat squeal. It's probably just some rats fighting for food. What kind of aesthetic sense do humans have? How can they say we Zoogs are like rats? That's ridiculous … "
As he thought about that, the fat Zoog continued to move forward. He wanted to see what kind of rat was so aggressive.
Just as it turned a corner, it saw the heavy shadows and swaying tree shadows in front of it. It finally saw clearly, and its fur quickly stood on end.
'What, what, what is that thing …'
The fat Zoog saw four feet that looked like sheep's hooves. Each of them was as big as a small tree. The four feet looked like four trees. They were black and there were countless blood vessels that flowed with red blood. They were exposed outside the bark-like skin.
The four large sheep hooves supported a body that was as large as a house.
It was a ball of flesh. Countless black tentacles grew from the ball, some of them were dripping with blood. Other than the tentacles, there were many mouths. Green liquid dripped from the mouths. Each mouth was chewing on a carcass. There were the carcasses of rats, chickens and others …
Wild boars, wild wolves, those ferocious beasts were also being devoured and fused.
The strange smell that the fat Zoog picked up in the wind came from that thing.
The strange noises he heard came from the thing's mouth.
It was the carcasses. They appeared to be still alive or something else. They were still hissing.
The thing had noticed the fat Zoog. There was a single large eye in the middle of the ball of flesh. It was filled with blood vessels.
The fat Zoog gulped.
"I'm just a passerby …"
Without waiting for the man's reply, the fat Zoog screamed and turned to run back the way he came.
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