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At dawn, the rain was still pouring.

The sky was dark and the already dark ancient forest looked even darker, damp, and cold.

No matter how dense the bushes were, they could not stop the endless rain.

Chu Xiaoye shook the raindrops on his fur and crawled out of the bushes. He saw that everyone was still hiding in the bushes and sleeping, seemingly unwilling to get up.

The laziness of lions was innate.

After eating, they slept. They even felt that playing was a waste of time.

Of course, it was also forced by life.

The lack of food and preciousness of it made them not dare to do too much exercise. Hence, they developed the habit of being lazy generation after generation.

However, this was not the time to be lazy.

The ground was filled with the corpses of bats. Even with the rain, those carnivores with a sharp sense of smell could still smell the blood here.

Trouble would soon arrive.