Dawn broke over Senluo Farm.
The morning dew had yet to dry.
A young figure bent over, pushing a handcart as he hurried along the muddy field ridge.
The corpses of Johnny Turtles were scattered throughout the fields.
Li Wei stopped the handcart on the ridge, jogged into the field, and picked them up one by one, placing them in the cart.
The cart's basket could hold at most seven or eight Johnny Turtle corpses.
So every time it was full, he had to push it back to the kitchen to "unload."
Li Wei was a diligent young man.
Helping Mr. Roger with a bit of work was nothing.
It was just that the number of Johnny Turtles on this farm truly shocked him! "This is already the eighth cart. There are still plenty in the western fields."
Li Wei skillfully unloaded the cartful of Johnny Turtles into the small warehouse beside the kitchen, then could not help wiping away his sweat.
As the corpse-collecting continued,
the shock in his heart had already turned into numbness.
Having become a member of the patrol at such a young age, Li Wei was naturally not stupid.
When he was pushing the second cart, he had vaguely guessed the truth—
On the night of the first monster uprising,
Senluo Farm had probably also been besieged by water ghosts!
The reason Mr. Roger was safe and sound was not because he had been lucky.
Rather, beneath his harmless appearance lay unfathomable strength! Li Wei was actually a little nervous.
Roger's origins were still a mystery to them for the time being.
An outsider who had swaggered through Dawn Town with a gargoyle.
After arriving at Paramount Manor, he had lavishly purchased Senluo Farm.
Naturally, he had aroused everyone's curiosity.
He had heard his colleagues