Lin Qian strolled leisurely through the forest.
Chipmunks hopped around him, occasionally pulling out a wild fruit and tossing it into Lin Qian's mouth.
Yes, he threw it, just like throwing a ball, and he hit the target every time. Lin Qian bit into the wild fruit that the chipmunk had fed him, and with a bite of his canine teeth, the juice splashed everywhere, quenching his thirst and tasting delicious.
After being fed, the little guy happily munched on the fruit, his cheeks twitching with contentment.
A light drizzle fell into the forest, and the sounds of animals eating and hunting echoed through the air, but Lin Qian was not in a hurry. He hadn't been hungry these past few days, and wasn't very hungry at all.
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He planned to observe the changes in the forest first, since this was his home, and he naturally wanted to get the information as soon as possible.
"Giggle giggle!"
Hehe!
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"Ouch!"
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Suddenly, a chaotic cacophony of shouts reached Lin Qian's ears.
Hearing the pheasant's call, the little tiger was tempted. Regardless of whether the pheasants would mutate after the rain, the fact that they had already undergone secondary development was enough to attract him. Fat pheasants taste much better than some smaller animals.
Although the animals grew larger under the influence of spiritual energy, some small animals still had little meat.
For example, the honey badger is a relative of the honey badger.
This guy still didn't have much meat on his bones, but his fur had become even thicker. Even for an ordinary wolverine, the defensive capabilities of his skin had increased several times over.
Lin Qian now selectively ignores such creatures; tigers aren't interested in things without meat.
The feathers are really difficult to handle. Unlike animal fur, bird feathers cannot be easily torn off. And since tigers cannot boil water to pluck their feathers, it is really inconvenient to deal with them.
But with the "all-around" chipmunk around, Lin Qian has now fulfilled her wish of adding delicious poultry to her diet.
The tiger's paw landed silently on the damp vegetation, causing only a slight noise that was hardly a concern in the bustling forest.
Soon, Lin Qian arrived near a slightly wider meadow. His tiger fur concealed him among the bushes, the dense foliage providing excellent camouflage.
The chipmunk had already climbed up the tree. It had no interest in participating in the tiger's hunt. The little guy was munching on fruit, standing high on the treetop, clearly treating itself as a spectator, or at least a VIP.
Lin Qian didn't move out immediately because a peculiar confrontation was unfolding on the grass ahead, which piqued the little tiger's curiosity.
On the left side of the meadow were eight wolves, and opposite the wolves was a flock of pheasants.
Yes, pheasant.
Before the spiritual energy revival, such a scene would have been unimaginable. Pheasants encountering wolves—why wouldn't they scatter and instead engage in a standoff? Wouldn't that be courting death?
(Pheasant, a common name in zoology for pheasants, also known as "pheasant" or "mountain pheasant," is scientifically called "ring-necked pheasant" because the male has a wide white ring around its neck.)
However, the flock of pheasants in front of Lin Qian was clearly not courting death. These pheasants had grown much larger, looking about the same size as domestic white geese. They held their heads high and stared intently at the wolves.
Normal pheasants are not this big; they are much smaller than domestic chickens, usually weighing only 1 to 1.5 kilograms.
Even after being stimulated by spiritual energy and undergoing secondary development, the pheasant only grew to the size of a domestic chicken or duck. Unexpectedly, this heavy rain caused the animal's size to increase dramatically.
After surveying the flock of pheasants, Lin Qian focused his attention on the plump female pheasants. Normally, female pheasants are smaller than male pheasants, but the flock in front of him was clearly abnormal.
As a tiger, Lin Qian could tell at a glance that these female pheasants were much fatter.
The male pheasant is covered in brightly colored feathers and has a long tail, making it look bigger, but that's all thanks to its feathers. The tiger cub won't be fooled!
As he looked at it, his spiritual sense swept over it at the same time, and a hint of doubt appeared in Lin Qian's eyes.
These wolves are fine; they're just ordinary animals with a very low level of evolution.
However, the pheasants actually exhibited fluctuations of spiritual energy, indicating that they had already refined their own spiritual energy.
But this is a technique only spirit beasts possess!
Even mutated beasts cannot refine spiritual power; the energy they use is chaotic and disordered mottled energy.
Lin Qian was a little confused. He couldn't believe that this group of dozens of pheasants had all evolved into spirit beasts!
That's simply impossible! No matter what the circumstances, it's impossible for an entire flock of chickens to evolve successfully!
The awakening and breakthrough of a spirit beast requires not only pure spiritual energy and physical talent, but also the ability to convert it into spiritual power and awaken special abilities!
Even if all the pheasants absorbed the same amount of pure spiritual energy, only two or three of them should be able to successfully evolve into spirit beasts.
Lin Qian was puzzled and decided not to take action. He wanted to see what was going on with this group of pheasants.
If they really all evolved into spirit beasts, he should run away. Even if they were level one spirit beasts, there were no jokes about the number of fifty or so. If he fought them, he wouldn't be in mortal danger, but he probably wouldn't gain any advantage either. He didn't want to waste his energy.
The wolves huddled together warily. As predators of the forest, they shouldn't have been afraid of pheasants, but their instincts told them to be cautious.
The standoff lasted only a dozen seconds before the wolf pack launched the first attack!
The evolved wolf pack is extremely fast. Before the pheasants could react, they pounced and bit off the pheasants one by one.
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