A scream suddenly pierced the night in the village, instantly waking up many villagers who were already asleep.
The originally dark village quickly lit up with lights, but no one dared to venture out to see what was happening.
Over on the director’s side, Director Clark had already rushed out the moment he heard the commotion.
He looked alarmed as he led people toward where Amber and her team were located.
No one anticipated such an accident would occur.
If something really happened in front of the livestream, he would truly go crazy.
The livestream had plunged into unprecedented chaos from the very start.
Everyone hadn’t yet recovered from those bizarre green eyes when suddenly, the livestream cut off after a scream.
Nobody knew what was going on with Amber, Spencer Atkins, and their photographer.
Comments were frantically flooding the screen.
"Ahhhh, that’s definitely not human!! Oh god, someone quickly go save them!"
"Wooo, please don’t let anything happen."
"This show is really dangerous!"
"Call the police and have the nearby station go there!"
"Woo, someone tell me they’re okay."
"Scarlett Jennings already said something would happen tonight, why didn’t they listen?!"
"What use is there in saying that now? I just hope everyone’s okay, woo..."
"Heavens protect us!"
The livestream exploded late at night, with many netizens directly tweeting for help, pushing the ’Inspiration’ program back to the top of trending topics within a short ten minutes.
Meanwhile, during these worrying and frightening ten minutes, Scarlett Jennings and Evander Simpson had already made it to the pond first.
The photographer behind them also pushed themselves to unprecedented speeds, quickly arriving after them.
Finally, the livestream audience could see what was happening near the pond through the cameras.
"Amber! Spencer Atkins!"
Evander shouted around for them, and soon, amidst the darkness, they vaguely heard a trembling voice,
Scarlett and the others ran toward the direction of the voice, eventually finding Spencer Atkins and the photographer lying on the ground next to the stone railing on the other side of the pond, along with Amber, who was the only one conscious but shivering.
The photographer hastily placed the equipment on a nearby stone post, and with Evander, went up to check on the group.
Scarlett didn’t move, her almond eyes warily fixed on a certain spot in the darkness.
From the still camera, it could be vaguely seen that Amber too seemed to be trembling as she pointed at a certain spot.
The viewers watching the livestream had barely recovered from the shock of finding them when they were once again made to hold their breath by the current situation.
As a slow, rhythmic sound of footsteps distinctly carried through the silent night, everyone’s hearts jumped into their throats.
Seeing that the people on the ground had only fainted, one of the photographers pointed the camera in the direction Amber had indicated.
Thus, with the help of the night-vision camera, everyone in the livestream saw that in a dark corner of the building’s shadow, a slender figure slowly stepped out from the darkness.
Accompanied by several whimpering sounds similar to those of animals, everyone finally began to make out the person’s appearance.
It was a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a black baseball cap, his figure thin but his skin quite pale.
Because of the distance, they couldn’t clearly see his face, but everyone instinctively felt this should be a good-looking boy.
However, more astonishing than his appearance was what the boy was holding in his hands at that moment.
He was holding three furry tails in each hand, and below the tails were small animals that occasionally wobbled and whimpered.
Upon closer inspection, they were clearly several weasels!
With one hand holding three, a total of six weasels.
Not only were Evander and the others stunned, but the livestream audience was even more taken aback.
So those green eyes that attacked Amber and the group earlier, were they weasels?
Is this the troublemaker causing chaos in the village??
Weren’t they supposed to be mythical creatures?
Why do these weasels look all stiff??
Generally speaking, any animal being held upside down by the tail would go crazy and bite, but these six weasels, all clearly alive, dutifully let themselves be held without daring to move, even hanging rigidly still.
The crowd was still in shock from the sudden appearance of the boy and the six weasels in his hands when Scarlett furrowed her brows deeply upon recognizing the boy’s face.
"What are you doing here?"
Her calm, yet abrupt voice was crisp and clear in the silent night.
The livestream audience quickly listened intently as the camera zoomed back to Scarlett, only then realizing she wore a somewhat peculiar expression.
She seemed to... know him?
"I came to find you!"
The boy’s somewhat immature voice, carried a hint of indignation.
Speaking, the boy walked straight toward Scarlett holding the six weasels in hand.
Evander was momentarily stunned, belatedly turning to Scarlett and asking,
Scarlett glanced at the camera which had resumed filming, hesitated for a moment, and explained,
"He’s a younger brother I know. I’ll talk to him first."
She gestured to the photographer not to follow, turned off her microphone, and walked forward, indicating to the boy to step aside and talk.
"What are you doing here?"
The boy looked at her with a slight grunt, his expression somewhat smug,
"You hid his aura so I couldn’t find him, so I came to find you instead! I saw your livestream on a human’s phone and knew you’re here, so I came over!"
By the time he traveled from Sea City and reached the village it was already night.
When he first arrived, he found some mischievous weasels scaring people. He initially didn’t want to interfere, but he recognized those people seemed to be with her, so he thought he would do her a favor by catching these little rascals.
After all, he was a Flood Dragon capable of transformation, dealing with a few weasels was nothing, and these weasels, sensing his demon energy, didn’t even dare to move while he held them.
Scarlett was quite stunned hearing he found her through the livestream.
Never had she imagined she could hide all traces that he could find, yet reveal her whereabouts online.
This was actually a Flood Dragon that knew how to use the internet!
"I recall last time I warned you."
Since she had been found, Scarlett didn’t dwell on it, her expression once again carried a warning.
This little Flood Dragon didn’t seem to be an Evil Flood Dragon, and if possible, she didn’t want to fight him.
The boy saw her threatening look and took a slight step back, but in the next moment, he swung the weasels in his hand in front of her with some irritation,
"I even just saved someone! Someone you know! What kind of attitude is that towards a helpful Flood Dragon like me?!"
It’s not like he just wanted to latch onto a golden thigh, is that wrong?!