Chapter 126 Nobody Noticed Uruk’s Embarrassment

It seemed that nobody had noticed Uruk’s embarrassment. Even though the werewolf chieftain was near mental breakdown, his mount was chatting merrily with an old acquaintance. Hao Ren remembered the time he first arrived in the Dream Plane, when he was like a headless fly bumping around everywhere, so he felt a certain affinity with the wolf king, who he had first met here. After a short conversation, he understood why the wolf king had migrated from the grasslands to the snow-capped mountains of the Far West. That was a long journey, and the mountains were very different from the grasslands where these wolves used to live. Unless necessary, wolves would not leave their familiar environment.

It was because the climate on the grasslands had changed.

The collapse of the Dragon Spine Mountains had a more profound impact than imagined. After the mountains collapsed, the warm and humid air that would have curled back from the eastern side of the mountains lost its barrier and blew directly into the Sacred Mountain and the coastal areas around it. At the same time, the ocean monsoon began to penetrate deep into the grasslands, bringing low temperatures and salt. Many plants along the southwestern edge of the grasslands were not well adapted to this change. The decrease in vegetation also caused many herds of beasts chasing after water and grass to migrate towards the Northern Empire. The wolves living on the grasslands were also affected by this migration. Most of the grassland wolves chased their prey to the north, while others continued eastward. However, the wolf king led its pack in the opposite direction: they went straight towards the Sacred Mountain. Because the wolf king had more intelligence than ordinary animals, it carefully considered the situation and decided that chasing other wolves to the north to compete for food was not a good idea when food was already scarce. After a long journey, its pack would not necessarily be much better than the others, so it was better to go west.

Although there was less food in the west of the grasslands, it was not as if there was nothing to eat. There were still many highly adaptable prey animals living there, and the situation there was even better than in the north. Moreover, werewolves lived there. Although werewolves were not the same as wolves, it was well known that the two races had a good relationship. The wolf king figured that it could find a place to settle down there, so after some twists and turns, it led its brothers to Uruk's tribe.

After scaring the local werewolves, these intelligent, talking wolves joined the tribe smoothly.

Hao Ren had not expected that while his party was busy saving the world, a pack of wolves was also going through a remarkable adventure in its own world. He looked at the wolf king strangely. "I understand what you're saying, but aren't you grassland wolves... can you adapt here?"

"Why can't we adapt?" the wolf king asked, puzzled. "We just live on the grasslands, but there are also those of our kind who live in the mountains."

Hao Ren immediately realized that he was again trying to apply Earth's biological templates to these alien creatures.

When these talking wolves first arrived, they scared the werewolves because the wolf king had always kept its pack hidden in the grasslands. Even when they encountered humans, they never revealed their special nature. People knew that the ancient, mystical mages had modified many animals, but few had actually seen the descendants of these modified creatures—and the werewolves had never seen them. However, the two sides quickly gained each other's trust. The wolf king's judgment was correct: it was much easier to deal with werewolves than with humans.

Hao Ren chatted with the wolf king for a long time, and Uruk finally couldn't stand it any longer. He stiffened his neck and awkwardly squeezed out a few words: "Are you two done talking?"

The wolf king looked up at Uruk sideways. "What's the rush? It's not easy for me to meet an old friend..."

"..." Uruk choked on his words, unable to say anything. Around them was a circle of soldiers whose faces were red from holding back their laughter. Seeing this situation, Hao Ren quickly waved his hand. "Okay, okay, let's get down to business. Important business first."

The wolf king snorted from its nostrils. Uruk lowered his head and discussed with his mount. "Well, what should we do? Shall we go?"

The wolf cavalry finally turned around and walked into the mountain path. Hao Ren and the others followed behind. Nangong Wudi clicked his tongue in amazement. "In my hundred years of life, I've never seen anyone who has to discuss with their mount before setting off..."

Hao Ren looked at the data terminal lying on his shoulder and said quietly, "Have you ever seen anyone who has to discuss with their PDA before watching a video?"

Auvrela watched the whole process dumbfounded, feeling that Hao Ren was truly the most incredible guy she had ever met. "Why are there so many strange things happening around you?"

Hao Ren sighed. "Don't believe the small ads on the side of the road when you go out to look for a job in the future."

Auvrela was at a loss. "?"

Led by the wolf cavalry, the Holletta soldiers cautiously entered this ancient mountain shrouded in mystery and gradually delved deeper along the winding, primitive mountain path. The mountain road was rugged, and in many places, there was no road at all. Ordinary soldiers could only walk on foot, and even the wolf cavalry moved very slowly. Hao Ren followed beside Uruk, paying attention to the surroundings while casually asking, "So, what do you think of having a talking war wolf as a mount?"

Although Uruk had previously given the impression of being difficult to get along with, it seemed that he was not a man of few words. He thought for a while and replied in a muffled voice, "At first, it was very novel, and it seemed quite good to have such an intelligent war wolf as a partner."

As soon as Hao Ren heard this, he knew there was a twist. "Later you found that things weren't so good?"

Uruk kept a straight face. "...It talks more than I do, and it chats with everyone it meets..."

Uruk hadn't fully complained yet. He had a lot of grievances in his stomach. His mount was more eloquent than him, and it knew astronomy, geography, and ancient and modern history (at least by a wolf's standards). It had to thank nature when it ate, demanded that its sleeping place face north, and had to wait for it to finish its morning exercises before going hunting. What was even more amazing was that this wolf read books! It was a bookworm! It even took advantage of Uruk's inattention to steal the tribal chief's seal and run to the library to get itself a lifetime pass—it would have succeeded if the library only recognized signatures and not paw prints!

Thinking of this, Uruk, the prestigious werewolf chief, couldn't help but feel full of resentment. He sighed. "A few days ago, it even had a fight with the priest in our tribe. The priest is still refusing visitors at home, contemplating life."

Although Hao Ren didn't know what the wolf king's life was like in the werewolf tribe, he could completely imagine what this guy had done—he could tell seven or eight out of ten things just from Uruk's expression. He looked at Uruk with sympathy, knowing how absurd and painful it was to have a mount that was more eloquent than oneself. He chuckled. "I understand, I understand. But you should also think of the good things: at least it's smart, and it's willing to be your mount. That's something you can't find just anywhere."

Uruk glanced at Hao Ren. "Although what you said makes sense, I don't think ordinary people can understand my situation. Have you ever lost an argument with your horse?"

Hao Ren sighed and casually picked up the data terminal. "You see, this is my... well, notebook, just like your world's recording magic stone. Terminal, play some music to cheer us up."

"Moron, operate it yourself. This unit doesn't know what you want to listen to."

Hao Ren spread out his hands. "You see."

Uruk stared blankly at Hao Ren's data terminal, and suddenly his face turned solemn. "You and I can become kindred spirits."

Hao Ren was surprised to find that this werewolf chief was quite humorous.

Hao Ren and Uruk seemed to be having a very congenial conversation in front, and the others following not far behind were a little surprised to see this scene. Lily nudged Auvrela's arm. "I've discovered that our landlord has a bit of a talent for socializing. Uruk and I are of the same race, but I haven't had a chance to say a word to him."

Becky stretched her neck and looked at the two people in front. "What are they chatting about so enthusiastically?"

Izhaks said in a muffled, concise voice, "Worldviews."

Nangong Sanba glanced at him. "How do you know?"

"The only topic that he can chat so enthusiastically about is worldviews."

While Uruk and Hao Ren were walking and chatting, the team gradually approached the "mind control danger zone" that had been marked earlier.

At the fork in the road ahead, Hao Ren saw a werewolf tribal flag standing alone next to the mountain path, with a conspicuous red sign next to the flag. Uruk immediately stopped chatting and his expression turned serious. "Ahead is the danger zone. Everyone be vigilant."