It is difficult for Old Turtle to describe his mood now.

The nature walker and high-level creator certainly didn't take any precautions against the shadows, but...

Could you please not bring the baby as soon as you come back?!

The old bastard hid in the shadows under the bed, listening to the creaking sounds and indescribable gasps, and was filled with anger.

I'm not here to watch dirty movies!

Didn't we just have a quarrel? Is that over now?

Also... didn’t they say that the “offspring” just now had no spirit... why is it still continuing?

No, I have to change places.

This situation made Old Wangba feel extremely uncomfortable. The feeling of staying under the bed was... uh... a little subtle.

He looked around and found that besides under the bed, there was also a corner of the closet where he could hide.

There was an angle between it and the wall, and the December sunlight shone through the window, extending longer than usual, casting a shadow on the corner of the wall.

The old bastard silently "jumped" to the shadow...

This room is not big. Like all fortress cities, the houses in the outer city are generally cramped and small.

Even though Yong'an City is considered the "capital of humanity" in a sense, it is also unable to curb the sharp decline in its population year by year.

There are also a large number of empty rooms here, which provide a lot of convenience for outsiders.

In view of this, after the old turtle found the right angle, he could see the situation in the room at a glance.

Then, he was shocked beyond words by the scene before him.

That nature walker...she...is not human!

At this moment, it has lost its disguise and looks like... a hybrid of a python and a plant.

No, no, no, not a snake, more like an earthworm...

A winding body, about the thickness of a bucket, was covered in disgusting mucus, and no organs like eyes could be seen. The only thing was that those plants were real...

They entwine and take root in every part of the earthworm's body, and also entwine the creator.

This is... the followers of the Goddess of Nature?

Looking at the extremely eye-catching scene, this guess naturally emerged in the old turtle's mind.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a complex mixture of disgust and admiration in his heart... Damn... This creator is really not picky.

As the man and his family engaged in intense exercise, some of the plump fruits broke, and children fell out crying loudly.

They are extremely twisted, with the snake-like body of an earthworm, the head and facial features of a human, and their bodies, which are more than ten centimeters long, are dotted with emerald green sprouts and ochre-colored unknown traces.

"Wow..."

The natural family uttered a strange whimper, and its slime-covered body flexibly rolled up this twisted part...

"Well, since the fruit can't produce offspring with spiritual bodies in large quantities, we can try fetal reproduction..."

The creator spoke casually:

"Don't worry, as a believer in reproduction, you don't have to worry about my ability in this area."

"But what if we still lose?"

The "earthworm" raised half of its body and asked back.

Pay attention, old bastard. The other party speaks by the opening and closing of the flowers on the vine...

No wonder the voices in the tavern sound so strange.

"We won't always lose, and you said it yourself..."

The high-level creator sneered and said, "The number of your tribe is limited, far from meeting the requirements of the gods. If you don't want to be exterminated, you can only give birth to more offspring.

Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you fail at first, we'll take it step by step...

It would be beneficial for both the city of 䜥㳓 and you to cooperate!

You need more offspring to consume, and we need verification..."

Before he could finish his words, the "earthworm" suddenly jumped up and slapped him away with its tail.

With a loud bang, the wardrobe in the corner was smashed to pieces.

The "earthworm" let out a strange, sharp, shrill, almost wailing roar:

"Consume? Do you think we're willing to do that? This is the most helpless option.

We are not willing to sacrifice the lives of our people for the sake of the gods.