The family of the farmer had been neatly laid out on the ground. Rudolf covered them with a bed sheet, concealing the dreadful wounds inflicted by the werewolves' bites.

  Some werewolves are really picky eaters. They only eat internal organs...

  In fact, this farm was quite decent. Apart from being a bit remote, there was nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, due to its remoteness, the scenery was especially beautiful. In the distance, there were rolling low mountains, a river, and a forest.

  It's a pity that the farmer's family, together with the Druids they had hired, lost their lives to the werewolves.

  The nearby Druid tribe was called the Elk Tribe. They sent three Druids, all of whom wore the same deer antlers on their heads.

  Rudolf recalled that in the first farm, the two Druids had fox furs on their heads. They should be from another tribe.

  A fire had already been lit in the house. While listening to the conversation between the sheriff and the Druid leader, Rudolf walked around and observed in the farmer's house. As he had just arrived at the farm, he was curious about what farm life was like.

  穿越如新生，鲁道夫看到什么都觉得很有意思。

  Just like a new life after crossing over, Rudolf found everything interesting.

  They had comfortable carpets, delicate glass cups, and shiny tableware. This family of seven should have been very warm and harmonious...

  Rudolf saw a family photo on a tall table. In the family photo, the whole family was smiling happily.

  However, Rudolf suddenly noticed something. He walked to the window and looked at the seven corpses outside covered with bed sheets.

  There was one of them that was a Druid. That is to say, one person was missing from the farmer's family.

  Rudolf interrupted the conversation in the room:

  "Sheriff, one person from this family is missing. It's a little girl."

  Rudolf handed the photo frame to the sheriff. The sheriff looked at the photo and said:

  "Werewolves won't leave anyone alive, especially a little girl with tender flesh."

  The middle-aged Druid said:

  "The farmer's family is so pitiful...

  The farmer had a gun, and the farm also hired Druids. Werewolves are also afraid of death.

  According to the norm, werewolves will only attack farms during the full moon. Werewolves on the full moon will go crazy in the moonlight and can unleash even stronger combat power.

  But they attacked the farm at this time. There is a very bad possibility, that is, there are a lot of werewolves nearby, and the food in the wilderness can no longer satisfy their needs."

  Both werewolves and Druid tribes have their own territorial ranges.

  If the number of werewolves increases, then the Druid tribes will be in a lot of trouble.

  "This is indeed a very bad possibility..." Sheriff Claude said. "Before it gets dark, let's go and scout around. If the situation is severe, I will apply for support from the Fabro City Police Department."

  The experienced middle-aged Druid began to inspect the scene, searching for any available information on the farm.

  "Wolves are social animals, and so are werewolves. The tracks of five werewolves were found on the ground. Five werewolves attacked this farm."

  "The strength of five werewolves is overwhelming. The Druids guarding the farm were quickly killed, and the other three adult men on the farm also quickly died at the mouths of the werewolves."

  "The werewolves had a good meal..."

  The inspection of the farm was soon completed. The middle-aged Druid pointed in a direction and chased in that direction.

  While following the Druids to search for the werewolves, Rudolf asked, "Sheriff, how can one become a werewolf?"

  Sheriff Claude said:

  "The saliva of werewolves is extremely viscous. Among the complex components of the saliva, the most terrifying thing is lycanthropy venom.

  If one is extremely unlucky to be bitten by a werewolf, most people will be poisoned to death by the lycanthropy venom.

  If one is even more unlucky and doesn't die after being bitten by a werewolf, then he will be infected by the lycanthropy venom and become a new werewolf."

  Such an apostle awakening ceremony is really rough.

  "Sheriff, if werewolves are more diligent, can they create a lot of werewolves? There will always be lucky ones... No, I mean there will always be even more unfortunate people who become werewolves, right?"

  "That's why werewolves are the most dangerous existence in the wilderness."

  Sheriff Claude reminded again: "Rudolf, werewolves have exaggerated recovery abilities. Their weakness is their wolf heads. You can only kill a werewolf by blowing up its wolf head or cutting off its wolf head."

  Rudolf nodded. He remembered it: blow up the werewolf's head.

  Unlike the Druids who rely on experience, Rudolf still believes more in tools.

  Rudolf took out a telescope and occasionally used it to look into the distance.

  "You're being superfluous, patrolman. We won't miss any clues."

  A young Druid stepped forward and looked at Rudolf's telescope with contempt.

  Rudolf had met a lot of Druids in the past two days. There were far more Druids than alchemists. However, these muscular men didn't seem very intelligent.

  Rudolf shook his shotgun:

  "Do you think this is superfluous?"

  The young Druid had strong objections to this:

  "Human beings are so humble in the face of nature. Only what comes from nature is powerful.

  Before the appearance of firearms, tools like spears and bows and arrows, which are taken from nature, have already proven that they can help us live well.

  Those alchemists who make firearms always think that they have conquered nature. How ridiculous! In the end, nature will retaliate against their arrogance! Nature will prove their insignificance!"

  What he said was really reasonable, but Rudolf didn't want to listen. He took a few steps away and decided to stay far away.

  The main reason why alchemists can form a council and seize a great deal of power from the nobles is that they can distribute alchemical bullets to ordinary people, enabling them to have the ability to fight against apostles.

  Just like the relationship between the sheriff and several trainee patrolmen in the police station, under the leadership of the sheriff, the police station also has good combat power in the face of apostles.

  In the past few days, Rudolf had guessed that alchemists must consume a huge amount of resources. A city can't afford to support many alchemists. Therefore, the Alchemist Association has to limit the number of alchemists on its own.

  Compared with Druids, alchemists are currently the most powerful apostles.

  Soon, the tracking team reached the edge of the forest.

  After entering the forest, the Druids walked in front, and Sheriff Claude walked at the end.

  Sheriff Claude glanced at Rudolf. Among them, only Rudolf was not an apostle, so they still needed to be careful.

  Even the Druids, who were extremely familiar with the forest, were being cautious at this time. However, Rudolf was like a curious baby.

  "Can this mushroom be eaten? Do you have any mushroom recipes? What if I eat it and have hallucinations?"

  "What kind of leaf were you just holding in your mouth? Does it refresh you? Can I try it?"

  "When you step on the ground barefoot, does the tree branch prick your feet?"

  He was seizing every opportunity to learn everything in the forest. Even the young Druid was annoyed by his questions.

  During the break, Rudolf even climbed up the tallest tree.

  He used the telescope to look into the distance in the forest.

  The middle-aged Druid, who had been sitting, suddenly stood up.

  "Not good. The surrounding animals are filled with a sense of fear!"

  At this moment, Rudolf, who was on top, suddenly shouted:

  "Sheriff! Great news! It's great news!"

  "What great news?" Claude looked up, wondering what Rudolf had seen.

  "Sheriff! We have the sacrifice sorted out for the next one and a half years!" Rudolf was very excited. He had seen a huge wolf walking upright, that is, a werewolf:

  "Sixteen... Seventeen... There are a total of eighteen werewolves! Sheriff! We don't have to worry about the sacrifice anymore!"

  Sheriff Claude's face turned pale with anger, and his delicate beard on his chin was trembling:

  "What the hell kind of great news is this!"