I Live on the Land in Global Games

Chapter 145 - 145 144 Chunan Camp (Add more 1 for every 200 subscriptions)145: Chapter 144 Chunan Camp (Add more 1 for every 200 subscriptions) 145: Chapter 144 Chunan Camp (Add more 1 for every 200 subscriptions) “Who will incubate them?” Mu Ying glanced at the big rabbit, then the small rabbit, and finally let her gaze rest on Gungun who was squatting in the corner of the ox cart.

She bent down and lifted him over.

The scoundrel Master had finally remembered him?

“You’re in charge of hatching these eggs,” Mu Ying placed him into the basket.

Gungun had a shocked expression on his face ⊙_⊙.

Mu Ying noticed his reluctant look, “If you hatch one, I’ll make you a roast chicken like the one last night to eat.”

Gungun stretched out a palm with a false thumb included, six fingers in total.

Mu Ying: ...

“Just one!

There isn’t that much chicken meat left.”

Gungun gently kicked an egg with his foot.

“Six is too many, two at most!” Mu Ying compromised.

Gungun grudgingly retracted three fingers.

Mu Ying squinted her eyes, grabbed the ungrateful little creature by the hand, scratching its ticklish spot fiercely, “Are you okay with 2?

Hmm?”

Gungun raised his hand in surrender.

“Incubate them well, and when they grow up, aren’t you afraid there won’t be any roast chicken to eat?” Mu Ying placed him back into the basket.

After that, the journey was smooth sailing.

By the afternoon of the next day, they had arrived at Chunan Camp.

“This looks nearly identical to Spirit Dragon Gorge Camp!” Guan Hai exclaimed.

The other players who had been to Spirit Dragon Gorge Camp felt the same way.

If not for the lack of tall mountains around Chunan Camp, Mu Ying might have thought she had arrived at a second Spirit Dragon Gorge Camp, as this camp seemed to have been cut from the same mold as Spirit Dragon Gorge Camp.

Apart from differing terrains, what gathered outside the camp weren’t tents but numerous simple thatched huts made of wood and dry grass, forming a small village.

Fields were plentiful around them, seemingly freshly tilled, but the crops weren’t growing well, and there were signs of wild animals’ activities.

From this, it could be seen that Chunan Camp was relatively safe, unlike Spirit Dragon Gorge, where flocks of blood crows often attacked the camp; otherwise, they couldn’t have built so many thatched houses outside the camp.

Although the huts were flimsy enough to be blown away by a few strong gusts of wind, they were still a dwelling that had some thought put into it.

Their party, with their conspicuously large Jumping Rabbits, attracted many eyes upon arrival, yet the locals seemed particularly wary of strangers.

As they approached, doors were shut, and the people only dared to peek at them through the cracks.

Mu Ying furrowed her brow; the situation did not seem to be what she had expected.

These people were too timid; it did not seem like they were welcoming them at all.

The message of their coming should have already spread on the forums.

She believed that her territory was well-regarded, so why would it inspire fear?

Even if they were not welcome, they at least wouldn’t be afraid to take a proper look.

“Everyone, stick close to the carriage, and be careful!”

The others also sensed something was amiss.

“Uncle!” Guan Hai spotted someone he knew, but his acquaintance hid behind the door, “Uncle, open up, it’s me, Hai!”

There was no response from inside the door.

“Uncle!”

After a while, a faint voice came from inside the door, “Ah Hai, stop knocking and run quickly, someone’s after you!”

Guan Hai was startled and reacted quickly, “Sorry, old man, I made a mistake.

You look a bit like my uncle, but as soon as I heard the voice, I knew I was wrong.”

He returned to the vicinity of the ox cart and relayed his uncle’s words to Mu Ying.

“We should retreat,” Mu Ying decided decisively.

Although she did not know who was after them, whoever it was, they had intimidated so many people from contacting them.

They must be a local power to be reckoned with.

The enemy was concealed while she was exposed.

As the number one person on the level ranking list, everyone knew her.

If they dared to go after them, they either overestimated themselves or were prepared.

A direct confrontation might lead to falling into the enemy’s trap.

“Guan Hai, take a few people and get your uncle out.

I’m afraid they’ll hold him accountable after we pull back,” Mu Ying instructed.

“Yes!”

Guan Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

He was quite worried, but the Lord was thoughtful.