He Lingchuan did a quick mental count. “Out of the five of those creatures you’ve caught, I got two of them? Don’t you have curfew patrols every night?” Isn’t your efficiency a bit too low?

In fact, what he really wanted to say was: Panlong City has definitely been releasing Three Corpses Worms for patrol, right? How are those terrifying scouts unable to capture these little creatures?

The sparrowhawk ruffled its feathers irritably. “They changed their activity pattern. They don’t show up at night anymore, and they don’t appear under bright sun either. They’ve only been showing up on overcast days. They must be somewhat afraid of the Sun’s true fire. They’re not very smart individually, so we suspect someone is directing them.”

It paused, hesitating.

“And?” He Lingchuan asked, instincts sharpening. Years of experience had taught him that whatever someone hesitated to say was usually the most important part.

The sparrowhawk scraped its talons against the floor uneasily. “Commander Zhong brought in the most experienced physicians to examine the monsters. I was there too. They concluded that these monsters are still in their youth.”

“In their youth?” He Lingchuan’s brow furrowed. “So they’re still juveniles?”

“They have wide, unfused fontanelles...