Luo Xinglan quickly stepped forward to give the white raccoon first aid.

She reached out and pinched the raccoon's philtrum... no, its philtrum.

I pinched it for a while, but it still didn't wake up.

Luo Xinglan panicked. "No, could it be that Black Wind Island is truly protected by a god?"

Do these monsters from Blackwind Island die once they leave the island?

After all, this isn't the real world, and the existence of gods doesn't seem impossible.

What a weird setting!

She immediately ran back to her room, took out all the medicine she had, pried open the raccoon's mouth, and tried to stuff it in, intending to "treat a dead bear as a living one."

The next moment, the wild giant ram's unhurried voice rang out from the side: "Are you planning to poison it to death?"

Luo Xinglan's hand trembled, and the pills in her hand spilled all over the ground.

"Uh...actually, I was planning to save it."

The wild giant sheep slowly approached, glanced at the pills on the ground, and said, "These medicines of yours are useless to it. Giving them to it will only cause side effects."

Luo Xinglan looked anxiously at the wild giant sheep: "Then how can we save it?"

Should we send the white raccoon back to Blackwind Island?

But would sending it back save it? The weasel certainly wouldn't let it go.

Wild Giant Sheep: "Get up, let me see."

Luo Xinglan stood up and made way for the Wild Giant Sheep. At that moment, she didn't have time to think it through. She had no way, but did the Wild Giant Sheep have a way?

The wild giant sheep approached, used its hooves to pry open the white raccoon's eyelids to take a look, and then pulled out its tongue to examine it. It looked quite convincing.

Then it said to Luo Xinglan, "It's alright."

Luo Xinglan: "If you're not seriously injured, why are you still unconscious? Could it be that you've lost the protection of the gods, which is why you're unconscious?"

The Wild Giant Sheep looked at her as if she were an idiot: "What kind of gods are there in this world? You seem like a pretty smart little girl, yet you believe in the power of some gods like those ignorant natives of Blackwind Island?"

Despite being mercilessly mocked by the wild giant sheep, Luo Xinglan wasn't annoyed. She simply looked at it inquisitively: "How do you know about Black Wind Island and the Blessing of the Gods?"

Since returning, the wild giant sheep has been in the back garden and has no way of hearing her and the white raccoon's conversation.

Then... how did it know that?

Wild Giant Sheep turned his head away, seemingly unwilling to bring up the topic: "Anyway, this raccoon is fine, it just fainted from hunger. You can give it some food and it will wake up."

After saying that, he fled back to the back garden as if trying to escape.

Luo Xinglan stared at its retreating figure, lost in thought.

Pure black wool...

The extent of understanding about Blackwind Island...

And what that long-haired hyena said...

Luo Xinglan paused for a moment.

Could it be... that the Wild Giant Sheep is the little lamb that the woolly hyena mentioned angered the wolf king?

Soon after, Luo Xinglan rejected the idea.

However, the monsters on Blackwind Island are all mutated monsters, and their descriptions all include the phrase "seemingly mutated from some kind of monster."

The description of the Wild Giant Sheep is normal; there's no such sentence at all. Besides, it's just an ordinary monster that destroys houses...

Luo Xinglan shook her head, trying to clear her mind of all those thoughts.

The most urgent thing is to make something to eat for the raccoon.

As Wild Giant Sheep just said, White Raccoon fainted from hunger.

After glancing at the still unconscious raccoon on the ground, Luo Xinglan quickly went to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Luo Xinglan brought the prepared food to the courtyard.

Several little ones gathered around the white raccoon, chattering away.

Baby Frog: "It's been sleeping for so long, why isn't it awake yet?"

Little Ear Mouse: "I just saw my sister making something delicious for it. Should I wake it up?"

Baby frog: "Who's calling?"

The little divine bird exclaimed excitedly, "I'll call! I'll call!"

After saying that, it stretched out its wings and slapped the white raccoon's face with both hands.

The little mouse was startled and, after realizing what was happening, quickly stopped the little bird: "Hey, stop it! Why are you making that sound?"

Little Glue was bewildered: "Huh? What should it be called then?"

The frog's eyes darted around: "Watch this!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it jumped to the little mouse's ear, puffed out its cheeks, and shouted, "Get up!"

The frog's voice was so penetrating that it made the little mouse and the little divine bird cover their ears, their faces looking as if they were wearing masks of pain.

But the raccoon remained motionless.

Luo Xinglan looked at the three well-meaning but unreliable little guys and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Alright, alright, you all take a break, I'll call them."

If the three of them keep causing trouble like this, the white raccoon might really be worn out and die.

The three little ones automatically made way for Luo Xinglan.

Luo Xinglan brought over the food, but before she could even call out, the white raccoon sat up abruptly, its eyes shining: "Meat! I can smell the aroma of meat!"

Luo Xinglan: "..."

Goodness, what a true foodie!

She placed the food in front of the white raccoon: "Here, I made this for you, eat up!"

The white raccoon was deeply moved: "Waaah, I haven't eaten meat in so long! I've decided, from today onwards, you'll be my best friend!"

Luo Xinglan didn't speak.

The white raccoon picked up the pork chop, which was bigger than its face, and started gnawing on it. The way it wolfed it down was like a starving ghost reincarnated.

It quickly finished a pork chop.

After wiping his mouth contentedly and letting out a burp, the white raccoon finally remembered his business, and his face darkened again.

The speed at which the expression changed left Luo Xinglan and the three little ones stunned.

The raccoon looked at Luo Xinglan with a sorrowful expression: "Am I not going to live much longer?"

Once it leaves Blackwind Island, its days are surely numbered!

After saying that, it ignored Luo Xinglan and the others' expressions and rambled on about its "last words": "Waaah, since you are my best friend, please pass on a message to my brother, tell him that we will still be brothers in the next life! Also, I usually hide a lot of nuts in the hollow of the biggest pine tree on the island..."

Luo Xinglan interrupted it speechlessly: "Stop! You're perfectly healthy, without any illness or disaster. You can do those things yourself from now on."

White Raccoon: "I know you're trying to comfort me, but you don't need to, Little Blue. I know my own body best. I usually..."

"I didn't even feel the slightest discomfort, let alone faint. I must be seriously ill! Once I leave Black Wind Island, I'm sure I won't live much longer."

Luo Xinglan: "..."

The white raccoon was still babbling on and on: "Waaaaah, why am I so unlucky? I have to die so young..."

Luo Xinglan, unable to bear it any longer, was about to interrupt when a voice suddenly rang out:

"Stop! You're just fainting from hunger, not dying!"