At night, the sky is as bright as day.

Under the reflection of the bright moon, the stars became much dimmed.

Originally, under such moonlight, the whole world would be covered with a layer of veil.

However, in the dense rainforest, it is as dark as ink.

Wen Zilong lay on a branch about one meter thick, waiting for his tail to grow gradually.

Wen Zilong 3.0 guards the nearby branches.

The remaining nine crocodiles were also called by him to guard them around his tree.

There are also those Baka people who are very sensitive to hearing and smell, guarding around Wen Zilong.

How timid should a person be able to create so many guards under his own strong strength?

That night, no creature around dared to approach the tree where Wen Zilong was.

In fact, Wen Zilong thought it was a bit weird.

It’s not that there are no animals around that dare to approach them, but that there are no animals at all.

Big beasts like orangutans;

Small animals like ants and insects.

I didn't see a single one in the night.

And those Baka people didn't sleep that night.

Especially the patriarch of Baka, who had been standing on the ground that night, staring at the east sky from time to time.

Wen Zilong thought he was waiting for the sun to rise.

He glanced at his tail that had reached more than three meters long and was about to return to its original state and asked:

"Class leader, I didn't expect you to be quite erotic..., and you are actually waiting to watch the sun...?"

The patriarch then turned around and said respectfully to Wen Zilong:

"No. The black devil is coming."

Wen Zilong felt a little nervous.

"How do you know?"

The patriarch replied: "At this time of year, wild beasts and insects in the woods can migrate; those who really cannot migrate will hide in their nests. Tonight is so quiet, the black devil must be coming."

After saying that, he asked Wen Zilong again:

"In the past, we Baka people migrated to the other side of the forest at this time. Although the land there was barren and there was little food. At least we didn't have to face the black devil. This year..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Wen Zilong devoutly:

"Crocodile God, you said that the black devil is your servant. He will not hurt us, right?"

"Ahem..."

Wen Zilong coughed twice, with thick skin and hard on his teeth:

"Don't worry, with my crocodile god here, the black devil will naturally not dare to invade you."

After saying this, I felt like I was a little unscrupulous.

I don't know what the black devil is.

If it is an Eastern ghost, such as Brother Wuchang, or a cow head and horse face, you can still talk about your ideals and life with them.

But if a Western ghost comes, he will not understand the language and the differences in race and culture will be obstacles.

In view of this, should we let the Baka people leave first?

At this moment, look at the sky in the east.

A faint blue color appeared in the dark sky.

It's going to be bright.

Wen Zilong said to the patriarch:

"Class leader, why don't you go first. I'll wait until my tail recovers before catching up with you."

The patriarch shook his head and looked at the white that had just lit up and darkened.

He said, "It's too late."

All the Baka people looked up at the east sky at this time.

Everyone looked solemn.

On the ground, the nine crocodiles also raised their heads.

They appear a little anxious.

They all seem to want to escape back to the swamp.

However, because of the suppression of Wen Zilong's leader's will 2.0, he could not resist.

Wen Zilong also felt a stern at this time, and followed the eyes of the crowd, he looked towards the east.

Is this black devil a god or a ghost?

I saw that a white ray that had just been exposed in the eastern sky was completely covered by a dark cloud.

The sky darkened again.

Then, the dark clouds floated quickly towards this side.

Wen Zilong had never seen a dark cloud floating so fast.

Gradually, the dark clouds drifted closer.

Wen Zilong saw it clearly.

This is a large group of flying things.

But it's not a bird.

But the bat.

These bats are not as small as ordinary bats.

Their small wingspans are nearly half a meter.

And the largest, the wingspan actually reached two meters.

They have brownish-red fluff on their bodies.

The head is like a fox.

Wen Zilong had never seen such a bat before.

"System, don't the other people's girls take photos and recognize flowers? Are you n levels taller than the girls, and don't you even have to take photos and recognize animals?"

Wen Zilong asked.

The system sound came quickly:

"This bat is a fruit bat. It is an animal under the Fruit Bat family.

Because its head looks like a fox, it is called a flying fox. Every year this season, it migrates here from the upper reaches of the Gangguo River.

At first they were in groups of thousands and tens of thousands. Slowly, their clans would grow larger and larger until they expanded to millions.”

Wen Zilong thought a little while after hearing this, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Millions of harems!

I was a little excited to think about it.

At this time, the nine crocodiles were restlessly squeezing the ground with their claws.

The tail kept shaking.

My head kept shaking.

It seems like I want to climb back into the swamp.

The eyes of those Baka people were also filled with horror.

At this time in previous years, they had already escaped to the other side of the forest.

And this year...

Thinking of this, they all turned their eyes to Wen Zilong.

Nabaka patriarch also looked at Wen Zilong helplessly.

Although the Crocodile God said that these black devils were his servants, they were still a little confused.

In their culture, each species has its own god.

Bats naturally have their bat gods.
To be continued...