"..."
The corner of Chen Fan's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath, pressed a hand to his forehead, and fell silent for a long while before saying hoarsely, "Nobody's sleeping tonight. I'll open the gate. Go bring back all the Strange Entity corpses. Light a fire and make Roast Meat!"
"Understood."
The section of City Wall farthest from the crocodile slowly sank into the ground. Crippled Monkey and the others pulled their handcarts toward the cliff, moving with extreme caution as they kept their eyes on the crocodile lying beneath the wall.
Standing atop the City Wall, Chen Fan held the Ghostlight Lantern in his hand. If the crocodile suddenly attacked, he would deliver a fatal blow.
But...
The crocodile showed no intention of attacking. Instead, it lay quietly beneath the City Wall, docile and expectant, patiently waiting with its mouth open.
"Doesn't that get tiring?"
Chen Fan rubbed his jaw. The creature kept its mouth open the whole time, and watching it for so long made his own jaw feel sore and numb. He then looked down at the crocodile beneath the City Wall and earnestly encouraged it.
"If you want tasty food in the future, you'll have to bring your own Ingredients, just like today."
"But Roast Meat shrinks when you cook it."
"There may be hundreds of Strange Entity corpses here, but there won't be much left once they're roasted. You understand that, right?"
The crocodile beneath the City Wall began slapping its tail against the ground faster, its enormous eyes brimming with happiness and anticipation.
Dawn broke.
With dark circles under his eyes, Zhou Mo swayed atop the City Wall, barely able to stand. Watching the crocodile finally leave, reluctantly looking back every few steps, he said in a trembling voice, "Station Master..."
"It