"Dad!"
Almost the instant Lin An walked in, the sharp-nosed little Mutant's eyes lit up. The nostrils on its ugly serpentine head, which looked like two slits, began twitching rapidly.
The two little fellows, one big and one small, happily ran toward Lin An with excited cries.
As if it wanted its father to praise it, the smaller Mutant blinked its eyes and lowered its head, as though asking Lin An to pat it.
Several scales radiating Second Order energy were embedded in its slender, bloody, flesh-blurred skull.
For Mutants, who lacked every kind of resource, the scales that fell from their bodies were the best equipment and clothing they had.
"Red Fang? You're back!?"
Inside the underground cavern, which appeared to be about the size of two rooms, the female Mutant was also somewhat agitated.
Unlike the innocent little Mutant, however, she looked at the bulging belly of Lin An's disguised form and hurriedly took a lump of mucus from the rock wall of a nearby cavern, her heart aching.
After carefully scooping out a little, she quickly walked over to Lin An.
Judging by its appearance, the mucus seemed to have the ability to heal wounds.
"Is it more dangerous outside than before?"
"Sit down and rest. Next time, let me go out instead."
As she spoke, the Mutant covered in milky-white scales looked at the injuries on Lin An's body with concern. Her finger, which she had extended to apply the mucus, even trembled slightly when it touched his wounds.
With so many injuries, he must have run into those Snake Hawks. Red Fang's entire back was burned by the acid of those monsters.
Seeing that Red Fang's wounds still had not healed, she would rather go out herself next time if she could.
The outside world