Survivor

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Wolf Grandpa, do you want to lead the way?" Zhong Li asked cautiously.

The Flying Creek Snow Wolf retained his lofty and inviolable bearing in front of the others. He cast an indifferent glance at Zhong Li before stepping onto the island like he owned the place. 

The Flying Creek Snow Wolf was very sensitive to odors, especially the smell of blood. He followed the scent while the Foehn Hunter Squad stuck close together behind him.

"Oh my, this is f**king disgusting," Xie Hao suddenly shrieked.

It gave the others quite a fright. They quickly looked at Xie Hao and noticed him stepping on something. He was wiping it off the grass nearby.

"Did you step on dog shit?" Zhong Li burst out laughing.

"I have no idea what it was. It's pitch-black!" Xie Hao pulled a long face.