"A pig? Where would you find a pig that big!" Xia Tian, with his two soul-crushing dark circles, got out of the car. After walking around the monster, he finally confirmed Old Yang's judgment, "It is indeed a pig. It looks like last night's heavy rain caused the pig to mutate."
"Can we eat this pig?" The tall soldier behind Old Yang asked, salivating at the sight of the pig's fat-laden body.
Speaking of which, it had been nearly a week since Xia Tian and his people had eaten meat.
"Even if we could eat this thing, we wouldn't dare kill it. With a pig this big, who knows if we could control it if it went berserk? If we angered it and it started to go crazy, it might even flip our car over!" A woman standing next to Weiwei, heavily made-up, said with exaggerated fear on her face.
"True, just lying there it's as big as an elephant. If it went mad, who knows what kind of havoc it would wreak."
