Soon, the mutant beasts surrounding the shelter and the bar had either died or fallen ill, greatly relieving the pressure on Xu Huo's side.
Of course, the mutant beasts weren't completely devoid of intelligence. When the feasting companions fell down before the meat was even finished, even if it was out of instinct, they knew there was danger ahead. Thus, the Different Species Group temporarily came to a halt. The mutant beasts behind stopped advancing blindly and instead surrounded the woods.
Xu Huo noticed that among the different species, some were calling out to each other. A single cry often led to several more, with the sounds spreading and increasing one after another, emanating outward from the center of the woods.
"Are those different species passing on messages?" Zhou Yuanzhu found it hard to believe on her side, "In this sector, have the different species evolved to be so smart?"
"Not necessarily smart," Ruan Qiyuan said: "It should be instinct."
