A human voice suddenly came from behind.
It was a strangely articulated language, sounding as if it originated from the chest cavity—exceptionally deep and rich. Incredibly pleasant to the ears, the kind of voice that voice-fetishists would go crazy for.
Ghost could not find any similar language reference in her memory, yet she was able to understand it.
What shocked her was: Why on earth was she suddenly hearing a human voice?
She whipped her head around, then snapped it back even harder—almost twisting her wolf neck in the process...
That was way too wild...
If she were a human right now, her face would probably be burning hot enough to fry an egg. The mental barrage in her brain was cascading down like a waterfall.
At this moment, she had only one thought—*Big tool, great skills?*
Damn it, now is not the time for dirty thoughts, calm down Bai Xiaoling! That's a wolf, a wolf... No, not just a wolf, a real-ass wolf!!
Could it be that she had arrived in the world of Twilight? Otherwise, how else to explain a giant wolf suddenly pulling a magic trick and turning into a naked man?
And a completely unclothed, wildly primitive, massively buff man...
The buff man was doing something, nagging her word for word without stopping. "I told you long ago to stop hanging out with those humans. Not to mention getting yourself stained with the stench of humans, your brain has become like theirs, even more stupid."
Ah, well... This wolf-man seems to know me? Would pretending to have amnesia like a human work?
Crap, do wolves get amnesia? Help, I don't want to get eaten T﹏T
However, it sounded like the wolf pack had some intersection with humans.
It seemed her relationship with humans wasn't exactly shallow, either? What kind of world was this, anyway?
If the buff man could transform from a wolf into a man, could she do it too? So were they actually werewolves, or wolf-men? Or neither wolf nor human. Could there even be vampires in this world...
Ghost's head was stuffed with question marks, her mind drifting off into wild, rambling fantasies.
Before long, a faint aroma of roasted meat dragged her thoughts back.
Where on earth was the smell of roasted meat coming from??
Suppressing her shyness, Ghost turned her head back and discovered that the buff man had somehow started a campfire and was sitting on the ground, carefully turning and roasting that wide-eyed, dead deer.
She felt like she was suffocating. Although at least the *you-know-what* was blocked from view so she didn't have to feel embarrassed, but...
Couldn't you at least chop off that tragically dead deer's head and skin its fur?!...
And even more fantastically, how did the campfire just magically appear out of thin air?
Sigh... Whatever. At least brother wolf-man knows how to roast meat, I shouldn't ask for too much...
His movements were excessively cautious, and he sat very far away... as if the campfire in front of him was going to explode at any second.
It seemed that even though he could turn into a human, he was still afraid of fire, and his movements were very clumsy. A warm feeling welled up in Ghost's heart, and she instinctively wanted to take the tree branch skewered with venison from his hand. As she reached out—two wolf paws.
Ghost silently pulled her paws back and tucked them under her body. Then, while waiting for the meat, she took the opportunity to observe brother wolf-man.
His fur was very thick, half-long and haphazardly draped over his shoulders. His hair color was a bit different from his wolf fur—a deep grayish color.
His skin was dark, his muscles were bulging all over, and his build was lanky with long arms and legs, both his arms and thighs very thick.
His face shape was decent, but his facial features unexpectedly didn't quite match his physique—his face was a bit small for his big body. The proportions were also somewhat strange. His features fell somewhere between European and African, giving off a slightly exotic vibe.
His looks weren't ugly, but his entire face inexplicably gave Ghost the feeling of a failed character customization in a video game.
*Curiosity ing.*
The wolf-man didn't care at all about Ghost's gaze, tossing the half-cooked deer to her. He grabbed the other half of the bloody, raw deer and began chewing on it in huge bites.
He might as well have just eaten in his wolf form!
Human-Ghost felt a bit nauseous and wanted to vomit, but the wolf's instincts were still controlling the flesh. The taste of blood stirred up her appetite, and she couldn't hold back anymore, biting into the half-cooked deer and tearing at it...
Under the stimulus of extreme hunger, Ghost couldn't care about much else. The wolf's sharp teeth easily tore through skin, flesh, and tissue. The half-cooked venison mixed with sweet, fresh blood, and Ghost felt like it took her only a few bites to finish it all.
The two of them (wolves) devoured the entire deer at a speed that truly lived up to the phrase "wolfing it down."
Ghost saw the wolf-man, still in his human form, plop down comfortably with his front paws on the ground, let out a yawn, and say lazily:
"The humans who hurt you, the pups have caught them. You'd better not go down the mountain anymore from now on. When we get back, offer these guilty ones as a sacrifice to the Great Snow Mountain."
Ghost had many questions, but she wasn't stupid enough to directly ask the wolf-man what kind of relationship she had with him. Including what kind of world this was...
For now, she couldn't find a way back to her original world anyway, so she'd just deal with it later. For someone like her who despised physical labor and had severe myopia, turning into a wolf was a fresh and novel experience!
Besides, she was extremely curious about this bizarre werewolf clan.
Ghost anxiously whined and howled; right now, she just wanted to know how to transform into a human.
So anxious, being in a wolf body was way too inconvenient.
Hearing her *awooo*, the wolf-man's expression turned a bit strange: "You said you're injured and can't transform?"
"What does injury have to do with it? Doesn't turning into a human only require thinking about a human shape in your head?"
Ghost: *Plan successful √*
Brother wolf seemed really easy to trick...
The wolf-man scratched his chin and complained in a rigid tone: "Really, I shouldn't have let you go out to play by yourself. I told you to stop hanging out with humans, you've been made stupid by them."
Ghost: "Awoo awoo awoo?"
How am I stupid! I'll have you know this is my first time being a wolf!
Well-fed (?) and taking a brief rest, brother wolf interrupted Ghost's transformation attempts:
"Let's go back. We need to hurry back to the Great Snow Mountain before tomorrow's sun rises."
Ghost nodded her head and stood up, and the wolf-man took the lead and dashed out...
... She had tried her absolute best not to look, but a wolf's field of vision was simply too broad.
Brother wolf's speed in human form was not slow at all, agile as Tarzan. Ghost had to use every ounce of her strength, moving all four legs just to barely keep up with him.
Or maybe Ghost was just too useless...
Just as she was wondering why he was running around in human form, she saw the wolf-man leap high from a low slope, completing a full, silky transformation from human to wolf right in the middle of a brief moment of suspension in the air.
The sleek, glossy, dark-gray giant wolf landed steadily and suddenly accelerated into a sprint.
Ghost excitedly wanted to applaud him: 100 points!!!
One large and one small giant wolf shuttled through the mountain forest, and Ghost felt an unprecedented, unbridled exhilaration.
The silvery moonlight descended silently, shrouding the earth like mist and gauze, and the nocturnal mountains were exceptionally lively within a wolf's senses.
Nocturnal predators crouched quietly waiting for oblivious prey, various insects and bugs emitted all sorts of strange, crisp chirps, and Ghost could even hear small animals digging tunnels beneath the soil...
Ghost's eyes emitted a faint green glow, and the world was presented before her eyes so clearly and completely.
This was freedom!
They kept running wildly, running for a long time. Until the moon set and the sun rose...
Although the sun came out, the temperature dropped noticeably. Ghost, even with her built-in fur coat, felt a trace of chill.
A wolf's traveling speed is completely incomparable to a human's. They had already crossed the lush mountain ridges, highlands, and upland forests, heading toward the towering, steep snow-capped mountains that pierced the clouds.
On the ground, only sparse moss vegetation could gradually be seen, and snow covered the earth. Everywhere was a vast expanse of white...
Ghost stopped, staring blankly at the sheer, nearly vertical cliff right in front of her...
The giant wolf leaped upward with an agility that completely defied his size, instantly scaling several meters up the sheer cliff face.
From a wolf's perspective, Ghost saw that his footholds were barely the size of a fist... he simply relied on his powerful limbs to walk on flat ground as if it were nothing.
For a moment, she suspected what she was looking at was a variant of mountain goat—a mountain wolf...
The giant wolf paced impatiently on a recessed ledge, watching her still staring blankly at the rock face like an idiot. With a light bound, he jumped down.
A sharp pain suddenly shot through Ghost's tail, feeling very much like having her fingers caught in an iron door, and she couldn't help but let out a miserable howl:
"Awoo awoo!"
Turning her head, she met the giant wolf's cold, emerald-green gaze.
The giant wolf issued a threatening low growl: "Keep climbing, or I'll bite your tail off."
Ghost: ...... *What the heck, this is so hard.*