The black badger did not pounce directly on Lake, but instead started to circulate on the avenue beside the village. Each person and the beast looked at each other with his eyes, moving slowly according to an invisible oval circle. No one was willing to be the one who took the first move.

Lake didn't know what the demon badger from the prison world was going to do. Anyway, he suddenly realized that his reserve of order power was not sufficient.

The previous power of order that he spent on the Flying World, scattered and scattered, accounted for nearly half of his body, but the supply required by the moonlight given to him by his father was a lot.

If we look at the maximum power, Lake, who has been fully repaired, can only use moonlight to shoot out three or four bullets, and he has only one chance now.

Just when Lake was still thinking about how to escape from the black badger or defeat him, the black badger could no longer bear it. It stepped on all fours and rushed towards Lake's waist and abdomen, and its head slightly tilted, allowing its sharp teeth to better play its due role.

After waiting for a long time, Lake finally arrived and seized the opportunity to deliver it to her.

He suddenly stopped his right foot, which was about to continue to step out, and regardless of whether his body was standing firm, he injected the power of order that had been accumulated in his palm for a long time into the transformation mouth of the moonlight.

The elemental inscriptions engraved in the silver-white gun body emitted a ray of undetectable eyes, but it was particularly evident in the elemental field of vision, quickly transforming the absorbed power of order into a bullet body that can be released by moonlight.

There was no sound or any prompts. The bullet body, the same as before, flew out of the barrel of the moonlight and shot straight at the head of the black badger.

"Sheep"

The bullet accurately hit the black badger's head, directly penetrated its left eye, and then stayed on the black badger's head.

I don't know if it was merged with the chaotic power in its body or it was offset. Anyway, Lake saw the black badger, which had already been halfway through, stagnated in the air, as if a pair of invisible big hands grabbed it, and then he didn't know what to think of, let it fall freely to the ground, splashing the dust on the ground everywhere.

He waved his hand to disperse the dust that floated before him, so that these things would not enter the eyes and be dazzled.

The Black Badger fell to the ground and did not move. He thought he was roughly dead. After all, no matter which animal has a brain that is attacked, it is unlikely that it will continue to survive, even a strange beast from the prison world.

He did not choose to touch the black badger who was lying on the ground. He didn't know what bad things would be on this strange beast. Being careful is always right.

This truth is the truth he has learned from countless adventure novels, and he also thought that if the black badger did not come to the human world alone from the prison world and any other companions, Lake, who had been consumed in his body, would definitely not be an opponent. It would be better to return to the woods parked by the Flying Traveler to wake up the sleeping father.

As for inquiring about the abnormal situation of Village Chief Xius?

Forget it, after this series of emergencies, Lake is not very expecting such things that may not be possible.

In this way, Lake rushed to the woods before the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, hoping that he would not be wet by heavy rain. After all, when he raised his head and saw the sky, the large dark clouds had gathered together and slowly floated above his head from a distance.

“Tick, tick, tick”

By the time Lake ran to the fork, the dark clouds had already arrived above Xihe Village. The rain was also coming with him. The rain was not too heavy at the beginning. Lake didn't need to reach out to cover it. It just needed to wipe off the rainfall falling on his glasses from time to time so that he could see the road in front of him.

Before he could take a few more steps, the originally foggy rain took off its disguised peace, revealing a violent and crazy posture. The crackling rain mixed with the whistling wind passed through Lake's ears, hitting the trunks beside him, blowing through the weeds at his feet, and showing everything he saw in an extremely tragic form.

Lake, who was unblocked, was naturally not feeling well. The huge raindrops fell on him, causing his skin to hurt.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long. When Lake ran to the edge of the protective cover, he saw that the door of the Flying Passerby had been opened, leaving a small gap. The bright charging light inside freely passed through the gap, illuminating the opened folding stairs and the wet soil beside the car clearly.

"Dad isn't sleeping yet?"

Lake squeezed in from the periphery of the protective cover with this suspicion, and rushed to the Flying Traveler in a hurry, facing Ye Yu, who was getting heavier and heavier.

"You can explain to me what special hobby is it to not sleep in bed at night but to go out to welcome the rainy blow?"

Hearing the movement from the door, Butti didn't look up but sat calmly on the chair, smearing on his crystal slab that could be scribbled.

"Uh, actually, Dad, can you help me dry the wet clothes on my body before listening to my explanation?"

Lake casually twisted his clothes and saw a large pool of water appear on the floor of the carriage. There was no way, he was worth taking off all his clothes and pants, leaving only a pair of semi-wet underwear to maintain his last stubbornness.

"Get the benefits first and then admit your mistake, right?"

Buti's tone was not very good, but he still put down the pen in his hand and turned to look at Lake who had already taken off cleanly.

After he noticed that Lake's whole body was filled with water vapor, he couldn't help but frown. The wetness was even worse than he expected.

"Well, I'm sorry, Dad, it was me who was impulsive. I felt I could do it for a while, but I ran out of the car without even calling you. I will definitely pay attention next time."

Lake was beyond Buti's expectations and was very sincere in admitting his mistakes. He admitted his mistakes and made a review.

This made Butti feel alert in his heart. Why is Lake so well-behaved today, without any refutation or hesitation, and just admitted his mistakes frankly.

Is Lake the kind of person who can escape mistakes? It doesn't mean he won't struggle before this. It's the first time he has seen such a gentle appearance now. I'm afraid that only Doka can understand the meaning behind it.

"You can't get your brain wet because it rains heavily."

Buti hung all Lake's clothes with hooks and placed them side by side by the wall.

"Ah? How is that possible!"

Lake naturally knew that his actions seemed too suspicious, but he didn't want his father to know how dangerous he had just experienced, otherwise he might not be able to go out so easily next time. Maybe when he was sleeping, his father would lock the car door or take away his moonlight, or simply let him practice magicians before going to bed, exhausting all his power of order.

"It seems that the situation you are in is quite dangerous, and the charging gun is used."

Buti extracted free water elements from Buti's clothes with one hand, and held the moonlight that Lake tied around her waist without having time to remove.

When Buti designed the moonlight, he left a mechanism, which had no important or special function, which was to detect whether the charging gun had been used in just twenty-four hours a day, and how often it was used, it could be seen from the inconspicuous white crystal stone.

"Dad, how did you know?"

Lake asked in confusion. He clearly said nothing, and he only had some mud turned into wet dust on his body, and no wounds or damages. How did his father discover it?

"You just need to know I know. As for the way or something, you don't need to think about it."

As a means to deliberately leave Lake to supervise Lake, this is not something that can easily inform Lake. Butty just gave Lake a sloppy eye.

"I just went to the river and arrived at the beach."

Since the father has a psychological estimate, he doesn't need to cover it up. He shrank his head and stretched his head or had a knife, so he might as well tell the situation. Anyway, he will talk about it later, but the details of the situation vary.

"Go to see the wind snake group?"

Butty then realized that Lake was much bolder than he expected. He thought that Lake was at most a stroll outside, or he could just go to the riverside and look a few times away.

"Yes, but there were no big snakes at night, they were all young snakes. On the way back, I encountered several adult wind snakes returning home. Fortunately, they were not aggressive, so I got out of there."

Lake said it very easily, but Buti heard a lot of problems from his words.

"You mean, there are no big snakes when the night is so cold?"

Butti walked back to the table, placed the moonlight on it, picked up his crystal slab, cleared everything he had written before, and wrote about Lake's discovery.

"Well, I used the stone to test the grass where they were staying, and there was no snake there."

Lake said with some smugness and irresponsibility that he was impulsive and uncautious.

"It seems that you are lucky today. Although the strange beasts like Wind Snake exist in the form of a tribe and are not large in number, the wind blades they released together are enough to kill three or four adult brown bears."

Butty expressed emotion that Lake did not make any mistakes because of his recklessness.

"There are not many? I seem to have at least one hundred! This is not the case with young snakes."

Lake questioned Buti's story, and what his father said did not seem to match what he saw.

"What! Are you sure there are about one hundred? These are not ordinary animals. These are all strange beasts that have mastered the power of elements. There are only seven or eight or nine ordinary tribes. Are there so many tribes united together? Or?"

Buti was a little scared by his own guesses.

"They aren't the Wind Snake Tribes of the entire Palando Forest?"

"The whole? It's unlikely. In such a big forest, will all tribes gather together and won't fight?"

Lake was also frightened by Buti's analysis and asked in disbelief.

"If, I say, if, they are now in a 'crisis cluster tribe' state, it's possible."

Buti's expression was very serious, and it was obvious that the long list of academic terms he spoke was a situation that only occurred in extremely serious circumstances.

"Ah? What tribe?"

It was the first time Lake heard this word, so he didn't understand what Buti said, so he subconsciously asked.

"Crisis cluster tribes are instinctive behaviors that are particularly alien beasts. When they feel that they are enough to cause a genocide crisis, they will spontaneously gather, gathering all alien beasts in a region in one place, and becoming a large tribe that does not care about past grudges. After the crisis is over, the surviving members will be members of a new alien beast tribe."

Buti briefly popularized relevant knowledge for Lake.

"So? A huge crisis occurred in the Lampardo Forest? So that these strange beasts felt threatened?"

Lake reasoned according to Buti's words and the conclusion he came to was startled. How terrible is it that could make a large group of strange beasts feel a sense of crisis?

"Don't scare yourself. There are many situations in this way. Although they are alien beasts, they are still animals in nature, but they are just powerful animals. The crisis in their concept is not necessarily the crisis in our understanding."
Chapter completed!