After breakfast, we set off immediately. Our destination was also a small county town.

The name "Esniler" means revival. When I heard this meaning, I had a bad feeling. The implication is a bit too profound. I hope I'm just overthinking it.

We quickly said goodbye to the county magistrate and continued on our way. The county magistrate seemed a little reluctant to see us leave.

The main problem is that the two girls are incredibly good at shopping; their daily spending is almost equivalent to the entire county's weekly sales.

If I were also reluctant to part with these two money gods, I glanced at the bag of cash and felt fortunate.

Thankfully, we came to the Mammalian Peninsula, where there aren't many cities along the way, otherwise we would have been begging very soon.

Once again, the journey through the no-man's-land began, but the younger sister had completely lost any sense of excitement.

Most people simply looked out the window out of boredom, choosing to close their eyes and rest. Only two old men each had a bottle of old wine, occasionally clinking their bottles together for a sip.

Suddenly, a she-wolf blocked the road ahead, dragging her enormous belly in the middle of the path.

Looking at our procession with pleading eyes, the carriage at the front quickly stopped and informed the others of the situation.

The two girls immediately felt a surge of compassion and jumped out of the car to see what was going on.

When we arrived and saw the mother wolf, she was already unable to stand up; she lay weakly on the ground.

There was blood all over her body, and I could see that large patches of her body hair had fallen out.

Moreover, there were some patterns on her belly that looked like flowing lava, indicating that she was born through a transference of life into another body.

Judging from this situation, it is very likely a "Huodou", a strange beast that looks like a dog and can eat and breathe fire. It is called a disaster beast because wherever it goes, fires will follow.

In legend, it was a subordinate of Zhurong, the god of fire, because its transformation would absorb the life force of the mother.

Therefore, without external intervention, it is very difficult for such a strange beast to be born, as is the case with this mother wolf.

She had already had too much life force drained from her, but she still desperately sought help from others, hoping that her child could be born into the world.

Looking at the pleading eyes of the mother wolf before me, I took out a small knife and brandished it in front of her.

She closed her eyes, stretched her neck, and tried her best to show her belly.

I quickly removed three wolf cubs from her belly, one of which was a wolves named Huodou.

Its red skin is covered in black cloud-like patterns, and it has two bulges on its head that are probably horns.

The other two wolf cubs were also gray with black cloud patterns. I sewed her belly back on first.

Just as she brought the three cubs to her, the mother wolf began to experience a final burst of energy before death.

She truly risked her life to save the child in her womb.

Otherwise, the other two wolf cubs wouldn't have stayed behind; they would have had their life force drained. She struggled to lift her upper body and lick the filth off each of her children one by one.

After feeding the three little ones another sip of milk, they kept looking at me with pleading eyes.

We stared at each other for a while, and I nodded. Then she slowly closed her eyes and stopped breathing.

Perhaps because there was no more milk, the three little ones started to whine.

At this moment, only Huodou opened its eyes; the other two remained closed.

I held Huodou and made it look at the mother wolf in front of it, and said to her very seriously, "Look, this is the mother who risked her life to bring you into this world."

Look carefully and remember it, and never forget it.

Huodou seemed to understand, staring intently at his mother on the ground as she whimpered and shed tears.