On the small road outside the village, someone was slowly walking over. He seemed to have rushed a long way, but he was not stained with much dust.
"According to the information in the letter, this should be the place."
The young man looked at the big tree at the village entrance. His eyes followed the branches and stopped at a Black Crow.
"There's actually a specialized monitor. Danger is indeed lurking everywhere during this period of time."
The crow on the tree was also looking at the young man, its black bean-like eyes flashing with a hint of doubt.
The eyes of low-level animals should not have such human-like emotions. Clearly, there was something wrong with the crow.
This was not a real Crow, but a special extraordinary creature that was a product of mass production.
Ever since the last disaster, these Crow messengers had suddenly appeared and were responsible for monitoring the marked key areas.
