After leaving the insect-infested mountains, the Ingenious galloped across the plains.
It galloped at a speed that was impossible for a horse carriage, leaving a trail of dust behind. Fortunately, there was not a single traveler in the vicinity, let alone a caravan. There was no need to worry that it would cause any hindrance to others.
Although there was no trace of anyone, it wasn't as if there were no other friends on the Ingenious.
Two mules galloped at the front, foaming at the corners of their mouths. Their nostrils constantly exhaled, moistening the skin around them.
What made them so crazy was not Lurunaka's whip, but some of their "good friends" behind and to the side.
For beasts like them, as long as it was a carnivore, it was their natural enemy.
Moreover, the ones following them were not animals that could be seen everywhere. They were herbivores who feared them even more.
More than a dozen wolves surrounded the Ingenious. There were bloodthirsty beasts on the left, right, and rear. They had no intention of letting the Ingenious go.
These wolves were not ordinary wolves. Their black fur glowed with a strange luster. Their fur looked as if it was forged, like it was made of iron wire.
Their metallic appearance did not slow them down. They followed the Ingenious as if they were hunting.
The fear of carnivores that was engraved in their minds was activated once again.
If they were just ordinary beasts, they wouldn't be much of a threat to the transformed beasts. But now, these magical beasts with a strange metallic luster weren't something they could ignore.
Creatures of the same level could satisfy them by eating grass. They were incomparable to those carnivorous monsters. Moreover, the other party was not a lone wolf. It was a group, a group that hunted for food.
The Ingenious was very fast, so fast that it did not resemble a horse carriage. But the wolves were even faster. They were not ordinary wolves either.
It was not without reason that the area where Lurunaka was located was deserted. In such an environment, the only creatures that could survive were wolves.
Moreover, this was just the tip of the iceberg.
On the Magic Beast Plain, no matter if it was the predator or the prey, in the end, they would become part of the food chain for other creatures. Were those creatures standing at the top of the food chain?
Lulunaka was actually very interested in this, but at least not now.
Unlike the Wonderful Idea and the Mule, who were running in a hurry, she seemed to have nothing to do with it. She sat in the carriage and did not care about what was happening outside.
The job of driving the carriage was given to Zendina. Zendina was now holding the reins with both hands. It was already very difficult for her to control the two animals running in front of her.
Rather than saying that she was controlling the carriage, it was more like the carriage was controlling her, making her move in the direction she wanted to run.
It was already very difficult for Dina not to fall off the carriage. If she was not careful, she might fall off the carriage and be gnawed to bones by the wolves. However, Lulunaka seemed to have a different opinion.
"Go down and let them take a few bites so that they'll settle down."
Lulunaka poked her head out and said to Zendina, "Running so fast, my treasure is about to break."
"My life is more precious than your treasure. If you want to feed the wolves, feed them yourself!" Zendina shouted. "These two mules are going crazy. Can't you do something?
Even if you have to pity them! "
Zendina no longer expected Lulunaka to pity a weak girl like her. This girl would only kick her off the carriage and feed her to the wolves instead of helping her.
"Aren't they still very energetic?
They were like dead a while ago. This won't do. "
Lulunaka replied. "When a person loses their vitality in old age, they will die very quickly. If they don't block the energy in their throat, they will soon die of old age. That's not beautiful at all."
Everyone would die one day. Lulunaka did not think that dying of old age was a good way to die. However, many people she knew believed that dying of old age was the best ending for life.
Was there anything more regrettable than the withering of a flower?
Lulunaka also disagreed with this.
In the end, no one could convince the other.
Lulunaka did not want the mules that she had painstakingly cultivated to suddenly fall down one day because they were tired of living.
These two beasts had been living too well recently. They had lived too long. Their brains, which did not have much wisdom, were about to lose the concept of how beautiful life was.
Lulunaka did not think that was good. It would take a lot of effort to find two more beasts to pull the carriage.
Sometimes, Lurunaka was quite lazy and didn't want to do anything, especially after she got used to something or someone.
The mules, who had lived long enough, were still sweating. Just as Lulunaka said, they exhaled the smell of old age from their nostrils. Of course, at this moment of life and death when they were being hunted, they could not be lifeless.
No matter how they died, it was better than being torn to pieces by a pack of wolves. This was the wisdom engraved in their animal instincts.
The stalemate while running would not last long. Wolves were very patient creatures, but they would not wait blindly. They would create their own opportunities.
On the side, three wolves pounced on the mules.
They did not slow down in the air. Instead, they rapidly closed the distance between them.
The pouncing made the mules run even faster. When the wolves leaned on them, the mules twisted their bodies and collided with the wolves, sending one wolf flying.
Three wolves pounced on them, and one pounced on Zendina and knocked her down.
Zendina, who was bitten by the wolf, screamed and cursed at Lulunaka as she fell from the carriage.
Two of the three wolves that pounced on them did not gain anything. They rolled on the ground and got nothing except a bite on the mules.
As for the other wolf, it was lucky and took away a small animal that was easy to eat.
Lulunaka could hear Zendina's angry shouts behind her, but she did not move. Just by listening to her voice, she knew that Zendina was very energetic. It was not only the mules that needed to be energized, but also her.
Without a person holding the reins, the Ingenious began to veer off course. Although it was originally running for its life without a goal, it was still running in a straight line. Now, this line began to deviate as it ran to the side.
Lulunaka, who was in the carriage, leaned slightly to the side. "Ah, I forgot that there is no one to drive the carriage. This won't do." Lulunaka climbed out and held the reins, replacing Zendina to drive the Ingenious.