Werewolf hunting rules

Clayton soon entered the memory of another ancestor.

This ancestor is unlike Sakya. It has no fixed nest and no companions. Instead, it has been wandering alone in the jungle without speaking or building a house, living like a real wild beast.

When you're thirsty, go to the river to drink water. When you're hungry, go hunt animals. When you're injured, go find some herbs that may have healing effects. When it's time to sleep, go find a cave, or dig a place that's enough. The big pothole lives in it, and everything goes as it should.

Without any advance preparation for the future or communication with his kind, this ancestor has always remained in the form of a werewolf, wandering aimlessly in the vast nature.

Until one day, it saw a whining steel snake, and was surprised to live in the nearby forest.

Clayton didn't know what era this was, but he believed that this memory came from a werewolf closer to the present day.

The evidence is that there is a train in this memory, but it is a very old style, about two hundred years old. This kind of carriage does not distinguish between freight and passenger transport. Passengers must stand in the carriage together with the cargo. There is a slight difference. Shen may also fall out of the side sliding door - but there is no danger to his life. This kind of old-fashioned train can't be much faster than a person running, and passengers can usually climb back up.

His ancestor had been isolated from the world for a long time and maintained a coexisting attitude of fear and curiosity towards humans and man-made objects.

It often hides in the forest. Once it has finished foraging, it goes to the woods beside the railroad tracks and uses its good eyesight to slowly watch the approach of steam smoke.

Observing trains seems to be a pleasure to it, but as long as there are track maintenance workers, it will quietly hide further away, peeking at them like a shy girl, until those people leave here after work, it It will happily run to the railway track to look for useful things dropped by passengers. Human food is its favorite thing, and some simple tools dropped by workers are even more fond of it.

Life is incredibly easy.

Although this ancestor didn't often fight against powerful creatures, Clayton still took on its perspective very well.

This kind of daily routine was almost the same as his usual work. He even later figured out the simple mechanical structure and began to learn to do manual work.

Specifically, it's tearing down railroad tracks.

After four consecutive nights of fighting, the werewolf ancestor destroyed a long section of the track during the work interval of the track maintenance workers, and successfully caused a train with six trailers to roll over next to the forest.

It wasn't until Clayton discovered that his ancestor wasn't surprised when he saw the train roll over that he realized that this was all premeditated.

The study of human beings destroyed its original simple life.

There were many passengers on the overturned train. After the train derailed, they had no choice but to get off the train, carry their luggage and camp in the woods beside the track, waiting for rescue by the railway operating company.

At night, the werewolf sneaked into their camp quietly, but without harming anyone, he just stole some luggage and food and took them back to his temporary lair to try them one by one. He even learned to use mirrors and perfume.

Clayton seemed to be watching the rapid evolution of primitive humans into modern humans described in "The Theory of Evolution".

However, in Sakya's time, his ancestors were still able to communicate with others and their conversations were full of wisdom. It is not known why this generation fell to this point.

He must have gone through something very painful.

After realizing that their food had been stolen, those humans had to find ways to hunt in the forest, otherwise their food reserves might not be enough to last until rescue arrived.

And Clayton's ancestor did not stop after the first theft, but continued to steal even harder. Those mortals are on guard against it, but it has a peculiar way of hiding. It is not witchcraft or special powers, but a technology composed of pure physical abilities and experience - as long as there is a shadow, it can hide in and hide itself. It is difficult to detect it unless you are close, so you can still succeed every time.

Within a few days, their identities seemed to have been swapped.

Human beings began to muster up the brute force to hunt in the forest like primitive people, and Clayton's ancestors would occasionally come out to spy on them or steal things. The rest of the time they would stay in their dens, eat industrial cans, and The fresh catch stolen from humans, he no longer goes out to hunt.

This beautiful life ended when the railway company's rescue team arrived, and they left with the weak passengers. Some people accused the forest of hiding monsters, but the railway company people did not take it seriously and did not send anyone into the forest to investigate.

After the track was repaired, Clayton's ancestors did not try to force the train to stop again. It just returned to its usual life, but still watched the train every day.

After an unknown number of years, some workers came to this forest to cut down trees and create a clearing for building kilns for making charcoal. Creighton's ancestors left their "home" here without hesitation after realizing that they could not leave.

It took only a few pieces of naturally-dried meat and climbed onto a moving train in the dark.

It was light-footed, and the passengers on the train were sleeping soundly due to exhaustion. No one noticed that such a monster appeared above their heads.

On the top of the train, the strong wind blew the hair on the werewolf's face, and in his ears he could hear the sound of the iron wheel rubbing against the track, and the sound of steam erupting.

Clayton could feel the emotion of this ancestor. Faced with this unknown journey, he was as excited as an inexperienced child going on an outing for the first time.

It looked up at the gray steam clouds in the dark night, which obscured a large number of stars.

"Woo," it said.

Although there is still a lot of room for improvement in its social skills, Clayton believes that with its learning ability, the future should be smooth.

The fact that the Bello family can continue to this day is already its achievement.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness for no reason, and the illusion in front of him suddenly began to disappear, but he could feel that it was not because this piece of information was over, it was still being performed, but someone had followed up this memory. Blocked from viewers.

The one who does this is the master of memory.

Clayton couldn't help but be surprised, he felt another piece of information being passed into his mind.

That is a gift from the ancestors.

Julius almost thought he was going to be eaten, but the irrational werewolf still hesitated for a few seconds before biting him. During this time, they got along for a while, and the wizard had the smell of a werewolf on his body, which made him feel confused.

This hesitation saved the wizard's life, because soon, the horse team that came from nowhere attracted the werewolf's attention.

The sound of the horse seemed to stir the werewolf's nerves. It gave up the meat in front of it, retreated from Julius on all fours, and crawled towards the direction where the sound of the horse's hooves came from.

As soon as the claws left his body, Julius climbed up clutching his chest and walked away from Clayton without looking back.

All he wants now is to get as far away from here as possible.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, but the forest was still silent.

After running a few steps, the wizard couldn't help but look back curiously. He saw the weak and skinny werewolf standing up, leaning on a thick tree and peering towards the road.

Its body was getting shriveled, and its flesh and blood were being continuously converted into essence and sacrificed. Theoretically, this werewolf was going crazy with hunger, but for some reason he didn't rush out immediately to attack the horse team on the road.

Julius suddenly had some hope again. Maybe Clayton's sanity had returned, and he no longer had to think about how to explain the accident to Donna, or a more extreme escape method - walking back to the city on his legs.

He turned back and whispered to the werewolf from a few yards away: "Clayton, is that you now?"

The werewolf turned back and bared its fangs at him, its eyes emitting a dark yellow light, which seemed to be some kind of warning, but then it no longer paid attention to the wizard, but focused on peeping at the riders who were about to arrive here.

Well, no. Noticing that ferocious look, Julius swallowed and remained silent.

He wanted to leave, but there was a voice inside that seemed to stop him.

Why can Clayton retain this level of sanity after losing control? Since it didn't choose to attack him, can he stay here and study this phenomenon?

It's a shame that a wizard can't control the accidents he causes.

Of course Julius had the idea of ​​​​recovering, but he only had time to think about it for a short while, and the reality did not require him to worry about it anymore.

The riders noticed the abnormal wind in this forest and slowly slowed down as they passed by. Several of them got off their horses and walked towards the forest.

It was too late for Julius to leave here. He slowly lay down and hid in a pile of fallen leaves, praying that these people would not find him.

At the same time, he saw that the werewolf on the side did not move, but the hand holding the trunk of the tree used a slight force to lift himself up, and at the same time, the hind limbs stood up, making the body appear extremely slender and perfectly blended into the shadow of the tree. With just a slight turn, he entered None of the few people who walked into the forest to explore found it in the blind spot, even if the nearest one among them was only less than five steps away from the werewolf.

The leader of those people was holding a lantern, so Julius could see their costumes without using magic.

These riders of unknown origin were all wearing ill-fitting clothes and carrying long rifles on their backs. They looked extremely tired and still had unspeakable fear. They just looked around the open space without doing any detailed inspection. After all, they evacuated.

Julius heard the sounds of their exchange.

"There is an open space inside. It looks like it was opened not long ago. It was obviously done by someone. There are two chains on the ground, but there is nothing else."

One person asked in disappointment, "Are you sure there's nothing else? If there are loggers working here, there should be a camp in the woods. Maybe we can borrow their beds to rest for a while."

The person who just entered the forest was very unhappy to do so, and his mood was abnormally intense: "We didn't see anything. If you think so, just go in and see for yourself."