Seeing no unusual signs on the Floating Island, Chen Lin entered White Cloud Pasture again.
He went straight to Nian Kong.
"Do you recognize me?"
Chen Lin stood before him and asked in a low voice.
Nian Kong had not been assigned to any flock. Instead, he grazed alone on the green grass at the pasture's edge.
And he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.
"Baa!"
Hearing Chen Lin's voice, the old sheep raised his head and bleated, then lowered it again and continued grazing.
The sight left Chen Lin both satisfied and shaken. He felt keenly how terrifying the Nightmare Realm's rules were-even an existence like Nian Kong could not escape them.
Still, Nian Kong had claimed to possess nine clones. Now that he had lost one, Chen Lin wondered whether he could still stir up any waves.
"For the sake of the help you gave me when I was weak, I won't wipe you out to the last trace. Otherwise, I'd roast you into lamb skewers and send you to Gourmet Island!"
After muttering at the old sheep for a while, Chen Lin turned and left.
Next, he gave Fat Tiger some instructions, then went over to check on Du Dahai.
After all these years, Du Dahai was still the same. He had neither recovered his memories nor shown any sign of returning to human form, making Chen Lin sigh inwardly.
He had originally considered taking Du Dahai outside to see whether that would remove the rules' influence, but now he no longer dared.
Gege Yun had nearly punished him simply because the number of sheep had not increased. If he reduced their number and caused the pasture's grade to fall, he would be in trouble. It was better to wait until the flock had grown.
After leaving