Beastmaster: I don’t want to be a breeder!

“Escape first, then explain.”

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The middle-aged man threw out his scythe again. This time, the scythe was different from the last one, emitting an ominous black aura all over.

“Let the Fire Slime turn its firepower to the maximum.”

The wolfskin hot air balloon suddenly ascended, dodging the extremely dangerous two scythe attacks.

The scythe returned to the middle-aged man's hand again. This time, he didn't throw the scythe, because the distance was too far to hit anything.

The middle-aged man watched Li Cunxu leave with a gloomy expression.

“Let the Winged Slime push westward with all its strength.”

Flying over the wolf smoke, Chen Lu saw the camp behind it. Hundreds of people were working. She could see people drying fish, washing clothes by the river, and cultivating the land.

This scene made Chen Lu even more confused.

She didn't understand why the middle-aged man would attack them inexplicably, asking them to come down.

She didn't understand why Li Cunxu had to fly over the camp. She knew that a group of Despair Spiders were chasing behind them. Flying over the camp would result in the Despair Spiders submerging it.

Li Cunxu pointed at the people in the camp below and said, “Don't look, the people below are already dead.”

Chen Lu was stunned. She found it hard to believe, but Li Cunxu wouldn't say such a thing for no reason. Coupled with the strange behavior of the middle-aged man just now, she somewhat believed Li Cunxu's words.

Long Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully, “Dead? Aren't they alive and well?”

“Those are just empty shells. If you cut them open, they're all filled with straw. They've been transformed into straw slaves of the Evil Scythe Scarecrow.”

“Evil Scythe Scarecrow? What's that?” Chen Lu asked.

“Evil beast?”

“I've read the entire Compendium of Evil Beasts, and there's no Evil Scythe Scarecrow in it?”

“The Compendium of Evil Beasts you read claims to be comprehensive, but it only records a portion. There are still many evil beasts that haven't been recorded, and you need permission to view them.”

Li Cunxu continued, “If you look at the Disaster Rankings, you'll see the Evil Scythe Scarecrow.”

Chen Lu looked surprised.

“What? The Evil Scythe Scarecrow is on the Disaster Rankings? What star rating is it?”

Long Xiaoxiao asked, “Sister, what are the Disaster Rankings? What do the stars mean?”

“The rankings of beings that can cause great disasters to human society are called the Disaster Rankings. One star is the lowest, with a hazard level that can destroy a village, and ten stars is the highest. The only ten-star disaster is the well-known Great Cataclysm.”

Li Cunxu looked down, “The Evil Scythe Scarecrow is a three-star disaster.”

Long Xiaoxiao turned to ask Chen Lu, “Sister, what's the hazard level of a three-star disaster?”

Chen Lu said in a deep voice, “It can destroy half of a third-tier city.”

“What abilities does the Evil Scythe Scarecrow have to be listed as a three-star disaster?”

“The Evil Scythe Scarecrow is rumored to be an evil beast specially transformed by the Evil God of Myriad Calamities to target humans. The Evil Scythe Scarecrow has the ability to disguise itself as a human. When it kills a person, it can stuff evil straw into the corpse and transform it into a straw slave under its control. The straw slave retains some of the memories of its former self, and the Evil Scythe Scarecrow can absorb the memories in the straw slave's mind.”

“The most terrifying thing about the Evil Scythe Scarecrow isn't turning dead people into straw slaves, but absorbing human memories. The more human memories it absorbs, the more it resembles a human, and eventually it can perfectly imitate humans.”

The two women suddenly thought that some of their relatives and friends might be disguised as scarecrows, and couldn't help but feel a chilling sensation.

Chen Lu said, “The Evil Scythe Scarecrow can completely disguise itself as a person and infiltrate our high-level ranks.”

“Yes, there have been such cases before.”

“The disaster star rating is too low. In my opinion, the Evil Scythe Scarecrow should be a six-star disaster.”

Although Long Xiaoxiao didn't understand the hazard level of a six-star disaster, she quite agreed with Chen Lu's view that such a terrifying scarecrow disaster was rated too low.

“The Evil Scythe Scarecrow was once a seven-star disaster, but after discovering a fatal weakness, it was downgraded to three stars.”

“What weakness? Can it lower a seven-star disaster to a three-star disaster?”

The ten-star disaster nearly wiped out the human race, which occupied 70% of the continent's territory in its prime, and greatly weakened them, leaving them with only 1% of the continent's territory.

A nine-star disaster can destroy the current human race.

An eight-star disaster can destroy the alliance.

A seven-star disaster puts the alliance in jeopardy.

… …

Li Cunxu said, “Its weakness is that it cannot know the memories of the Pupil Emperor's 'Eye of Humanity'. Although the Evil Scythe Scarecrow can absorb human memories, memories related to the 'Eye of Humanity' will automatically disappear from its mind, because the 'Eye of Humanity' has a very peculiar characteristic: only humans can see the 'Eye of Humanity' and remember the 'Eye of Humanity'. Things that are not human cannot see or remember it.”

Chen Lu suddenly understood, “So that's why you asked that middle-aged man if there was a statue of the 'Eye of Humanity' in the central square.”

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As the Despair Spiders attacked, the people in the camp revealed their true colors.

Black, empty black eyes, a mouth full of sharp, jagged teeth, and a few straw stalks protruding from the joints, tightly gripping an ominous black scythe.

The rampaging Despair Spiders encountered the straw slaves, as if they had encountered an insurmountable iron wall. In just over ten minutes, hundreds of Despair Spiders were beheaded and split by the scythes, like mowing wheat.

Seeing this, Chen Lu murmured:

“How terrifying.”

“Indeed terrifying.”

Li Cunxu nodded. He originally thought that the Despair Spiders and the straw slaves in the camp would both suffer, but the battle situation was one-sided from the beginning, and the Despair Spiders were no match for the straw slaves at all.

Chen Lu asked, “When did you realize that the people here were straw slaves?”

“When the wolfskin hot air balloon flew towards here, there were no flying pets in the sky, which is very illogical…”

“What does the absence of flying pets in the sky have to do with the Evil Scythe Scarecrow?”

“The Evil Scythe Scarecrow hates having creatures above its head, and the flying pets soaring freely in the sky violate its taboo.”

“The Evil Scythe Scarecrow on the ground can't kill the flying pets in the sky, right?”

“If the Evil Scythe Scarecrow can't kill those in the sky, can't it kill those on the ground? Flying pets won't always fly in the sky. They always have to land to sleep, and they always have to hunt prey on the ground.”

Long Xiaoxiao asked, “Brother, didn't you say that you blessed us with good fortune? Why did they still die after being blessed with good fortune?”

Li Cunxu said, “Because good fortune doesn't work on the Evil Scythe Scarecrow. The Evil Scythe Scarecrow's third form is the 'Apostle of Doom'.”

Hearing this, Chen Lu felt lingering fear and said thankfully, “Thank goodness you noticed, otherwise, we would be in danger.”

Li Cunxu smiled wryly, “You're wrong. The danger has only just begun. Didn't I just say that flying pets that can soar in the sky always have to land, and once we land, we'll attract the Grim Reaper's scythe of the Evil Scythe Scarecrow hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike.”

“Ah? Then doesn't that mean we can't go down.”

“Yes, the wolfskin hot air balloon can't land. If we land, we'll die.”

Pain!

Not much time to write books.

Still in a state of creative exhaustion.

Annoying.

If there were recommendation tickets and monthly tickets to comfort me at this moment, my young heart would feel better.

Oh right, I forgot to say, happy National Day everyone, have fun, and no traffic jams on the highway.