Ren Daniú firmly believed that this wave of bizarre disappearances would erupt in a concentrated burst over a short period. In other words, after Zi Hour over the next few days, they might frequently trigger the rule that made them disappear and die.
That was absolutely unacceptable to him. There were simply too many Travelers in the Myriad Spirits Garden Secret Realm, and the twenty-odd members of their Park District Squad seemed rather inadequate in such an enormous secret realm.
To compete for the Fortunate Destiny Dao Mansion, he had to ensure that the squad's top fighters had enough room for error. So not only could he not die again himself, he also had to keep Dragon Head, Tang Feng, Deng Tongqi, Brother Tiger, and the others' remaining revivals at a healthy level.
That meant he had to find an effective way to avoid the disappearances before nightfall today.
At noon, the sun blazed overhead. Scorching sunlight pierced the dense woods, silently baking the mountain wetlands, while a swarm of ravenous flies emerged to forage, buzzing around Ren Ye's plump bovine rump.
Little Bad King walked halfway up the Fifty-Two Peaks. He had only meant to take a stroll alone and think about a way to avoid the incidents, but who would have thought the midday sun would be so vicious that his back practically smoked? On top of that, the flies followed his backside, buzzing incessantly as they ate the cow dung stuck to his tail and hair. It irritated him and made him itch unbearably.
Smack!
He swished his tail, batting away the irritating flies, then warned them loudly, "Stop sexually harassing me... or I'll bury every last one of you alive with one dump."
Avoiding the scorching sunlight, Ren Ye followed the shade through the dense woods