Chapter 343: What are you afraid of?
Apart from humans, monkeys were now the undisputed rulers of the White Cloud Mountain area. Even though the Monkey King rarely stayed there, that fact remained unchanged.
The number of monkeys gathering around White Cloud Mountain kept increasing. Many of the monkeys throughout hundreds of miles of the Funiu Mountain range were migrating toward it.
People living in villages near the mountains sometimes heard a noisy chorus of monkey calls when they headed uphill, or even while they were still at the foot of the mountains.
Many of these mountains had long since lost any sizable wild animals, let alone monkeys. Some people deliberately went looking and were lucky enough to film the monkeys migrating. They posted the footage online and earned a flood of likes.
Some young people nearby even bought fruit and other food specifically to feed the monkeys, enjoying a brief burst of popularity after uploading short videos.
It was hard to say just how many monkeys belonged to the great troop now. Most were macaques, with other species mixed in.
Yet despite their numbers, the monkeys had made surprisingly little noise on White Cloud Mountain. Their calls to one another were relatively restrained, and even the loud ones came from beyond the streams, far from the central heartland.
Near the central area, any clueless young monkey that shrieked would immediately be disciplined by an older monkey nearby.
The peculiar mist within White Cloud Mountain still lingered. Often, only the monkeys and certain exceptionally perceptive wild animals could find their way without getting lost when it appeared.
Beside the stream, the Monkey King had gone from watching clouds during the day to watching stars at night, without moving from his spot.
An enormous wolf slowly emerged from the dense