Time flew by. William had transmigrated to this game five months ago, the time left for him was decreasing
Rainbow Lake was a popular place, attracting waves of magical beasts and wild beasts.
He was like a hardworking herdsman, gleefully harvesting one batch of sheep wool after another.
It had been two weeks since he had last gotten rid of any magical beasts and he had not seen any new ones since then.
This was quite sad because the magical beast meat given to the army was about to run out…
William sat on the rocking chair with pieces of meat in his hands. From time to time, he would throw it to the three cubs. Just like playing with a dog, the three cubs, who were one meter tall when standing upright, were jumping and fighting for food. He asked casually, "Are there still no magical beasts appearing at Rainbow Lake?"
Nox nodded. "They're gone. Magical beasts have some intelligence. They will be afraid to appear near Rainbow Lake again."
