As Mu Yangling led them all the way into the mountain, some rabbits not far away ran past them. Without thinking, Qi Haoran jumped up to catch them. Grabbing one in each hand, he looked at Mu Yangling proudly. "How is it? I'm awesome, right?"
Mu Yangling asked him, "Didn't you discover anything along the way?"
Fan Zijin said, "There are a lot of rabbits."
Frowning slightly, Qi Haoran looked around. Finally, he lowered his head to look at the grass by his feet. Fan Zijin followed his gaze and also frowned slightly.
At this moment, everything was reviving, but more than half of the grass on the ground had been eaten. Some of the grass stems had even been dug out.
The brothers looked at each other before asking Mu Yangling together, "What's going on?"
"It's exactly as you see it. You've heard of the locust plague, but you must have never heard of the rabbit plague, right? This is the rabbit plague."
