From the time travel, I became extraordinary

In Wolf Valley, in the wooden house area.

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Yao walked slowly from a distance.

He had been going back and forth in this huge valley several times.

He found quite a few items, such as surveillance cameras installed in various secret locations, but he did not find any other valuable things at all.

He was a little disappointed about this, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was indeed reasonable.

After all, Craig and his werewolf clan have been living and multiplying in this valley for many years.

If there really was something good, it would have fallen into their hands long ago. It would not have been possible for it to have remained until now and for me to have found it.

"If I remember correctly, all the werewolves in Wolf Valley are male. There is not a single female werewolf."

"Reproduce? How do they reproduce?"

"It's impossible that two male werewolves mixed together can give birth to a new generation of werewolves, right?"

Returning to the area where the wooden house was located deep in the Wolf Valley, Jiang Yao took out a cigarette and lit it. Suddenly, he thought of this problem.

Before, he had a vague feeling that there seemed to be something strange in Wolf Valley.

However, the Supreme Blood Demon Sword flying through the air attracted his attention.

At this moment, the sword had temporarily calmed down and wandered around the Wolf Valley. His mood had calmed down a lot.

As a group, having males but no females, and having boys but no girls is itself a very abnormal situation.

However, without sufficient information support, even if Jiang Yao racked his brains, he could not figure out what the hidden story was.

"I've been wandering around in Wolf Valley for so long. If I calculate the time, more than half an hour should have passed!"

"Didn't Quinlan and Dracula claim that they had a lot of experience in torture?"

"We've given them so much time and told them that they can risk their lives. I hope they can pry open the mouths of the surviving werewolves and force them to tell us something useful!"

……

While thinking this in his mind, Jiang Yao had unknowingly walked to the door of the wooden house where the werewolves were previously.

Inside the wooden house, neither Quinlan, Dracula, nor Sadhu were seen. There was only the corpse of a werewolf lying on the ground.

There was no flesh or blood left on many parts of the young werewolf's body, revealing only piles of white bones.

Both his hands and feet had been cut off, but the wounds had been treated and there was not much obvious blood flowing out.

There was also a big pot next to it. The strong meaty aroma emanating from it smelled delicious, but when seeing the food being cooked inside, most normal people would probably not have any appetite at all.

No one knew what kind of torture or pain the werewolf suffered before he died. His eyes were wide open and his once handsome young face still gave people a distorted and hideous feeling.

"Lord Blood God!"

"Lord Blood God!"

……

Perhaps sensing the noise caused by Jiang Yao's return, the doors of two nearby wooden houses opened, and Sadhu, Dracula and others walked out.

Seeing Jiang Yao just walking outside, several people hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully and greeted him.

"How's the situation? Have the remaining two werewolves said anything?" Jiang Yao responded casually with a slight nod.

"Yeah!" With obvious joy on his face, Sadhu spoke up immediately and responded.

After a brief pause, he continued, "In the East, there is an idiom called 'killing a chicken to scare a monkey.'"

"After you left temporarily, my lord, we woke up those werewolves and gave them some food."

"I have to say, these guys are really tenacious."

"Without the toxins and with some food supplements, their physical condition and the speed of recovery can be clearly seen with the naked eye."

"We killed their companion in front of the two werewolves, and then made a pot of soup and forced them to drink it."

"They have lived in the mountains and forests for many years and have never been whipped by reality. Although they are strong physically, their willpower is just like that."

"We prepared many methods for them, but we didn't have time to use them. As a result, after they drank a few sips of broth, they immediately collapsed and answered whatever we asked."

"In order to prevent them from fooling us with nonsense, we will interrogate the remaining two guys separately!"

……

Sadhu seemed a little smug and laughed. He spoke for nearly ten minutes.

Quinlan and Dracula, who were standing next to him, didn't want Sadhu to monopolize the limelight, so they wanted to speak as well, but they couldn't get a word in.

"Well, as long as you can get something out of it!" After listening to Sadhu's words, Jiang Yao nodded with satisfaction.

Just delegate the task and it's fine as long as you can get a satisfactory answer.

As for what these guys under him were doing, he had no interest in knowing and was too lazy to care.

Quinlan and Dracula, who were the first to receive the gift and become part of the blood clan, were obviously closer to each other. There seemed to be a small gap between them and Sadhu.

Although Jiang Yao had a general idea about this, he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, a great man once said that there are no factions within the party and that there are all kinds of weird things. Although there are only three of them following him now, it is not surprising that they are divided into two factions.

After looking at Quinlan and Dracula, Jiang Yao's gaze returned to Sadhu. He spoke again and said, "Do the werewolves in Wolf Valley have any strange rituals on weekdays?"

"How did their tribe reproduce a new generation? Have you ever asked them about this?"

He asked quite directly, and he was indeed very curious about these questions.

This time, before Sadhu could even open his mouth, Dracula took over the conversation first: "Sir, the guy that Quinlan and I are interrogating is called Sithorn."

"According to him, he has never seen his mother since he can remember."

"In Wolf Valley, the new generation of their tribe was brought back from outside by the tribe leader Craig or the great elder Treo when they suddenly went out."

"Both the clan leader and the great elder encouraged their generation of werewolves to find mates from the nearby human towns."

“Occasionally, some tribesmen would bring their women back to Wolf Valley, but within half a month at most, those women would suddenly disappear.”

"According to the elders in the valley, those women were taken back to the ancestral land by the tribe leader Craig and the great elder Treo and offered to the Wolf God."

"He once heard a rumor that if the woman offered as a sacrifice is particularly outstanding and can win the favor of the Wolf God, the Wolf God will be very pleased and will bestow many good things upon her."

"The main reason why Chieftain Craig and Great Elder Treo are so much stronger than ordinary werewolves is that they almost exclusively enjoy all the rewards bestowed by the Wolf God."

……

It has to be said that the news that Dracula said at this moment really piqued Jiang Yao's interest.

With a gleam in his eyes, he listened quietly to Dracula finish his words.

Before, he was very curious about Craig's fierce strength that almost reached the world's limit.

At this moment, the news brought by Degulai solved some of the doubts in his mind.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked again: "According to that Xisong, the Wolf God mentioned by their tribe is not an illusion, but a real existence in the world." "This Wolf God exists in the ancestral land of their tribe. So where is their ancestral land? Does he know the exact location?"

In response to his question, Sadhu just laughed twice and was speechless.

Dracula and Quinlan also began to look at each other in bewilderment.

After a while, Quinlan spoke again: "Sir, that Xisongen can only be regarded as the lowest level existence in Wolf Valley."

"Matters concerning the ancestral land have always been controlled by Craig and Treo. A low-level werewolf like him is not qualified to have any contact with them."

"According to him, among this generation of werewolves, there is only one guy named Mike who might know that place."

"Because Mike has been growing rapidly in strength since he found a beautiful girlfriend."

"Sienso and his friends once speculated that Mike might have given his girlfriend to the Wolf God and received many rewards for it."

"Sithorn probably really doesn't know about other things!"

……

With a helpless look on his face, even Kunlan couldn't help but sigh when he said this.

He was like this. Sadhu and Dracula looked at each other and fell silent.

It seems that they also don't know any other clues related to this matter.

Seeing this scene, even Jiang Yao couldn't help but frown.

The Mike that Quinlan mentioned, when he heard this name, he felt a little familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, he remembered where the name came from.

Catherine, who was bewitched by the magic and led their group to find Wolf Valley, kept calling Jiang Yao "Mike Mike".

In Wolf Valley, if there is no second Mike, Catherine's most beloved werewolf should be the guy that Quinlan said might know the location of the ancestral land.

Although he figured this out, it was of no use to Jiang Yao.

After all, Catherine's neck had been broken by him personally, and if nothing unexpected had happened, Mike should have also died in his hands.

The memories in the dead person's mind cannot be retrieved even with the soul-searching technique.

"Sithon and the other werewolf should still be alive, right?"

"Let's go inside the house and check on those two guys."

"I am very interested in that ancestral land and the wolf god who might be hiding there."

"I hope to get more information about this from those two guys."

After thinking for a moment with a frown, Jiang Yao waved his hand and gave instructions directly to Kunlan, Sadhu and others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the door of the wooden house where Quinlan and Dracula had just come out.

One or two steps behind him, Kunlan and the others looked at each other, then took a step forward and followed closely.

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In a conference room at 10 Downing Street in the foggy city.

Although the British Empire still has a monarch, the power he holds is not great, and the existence of the king and the royal family is more of a symbolic purpose.

The people gathered in this conference room at this moment are the real leaders of this government.

As the Prime Minister of the Empire, Haffman was usually the last one to come in when a meeting was held.

But now, he had already sat down at the head of the conference room table, holding a teacup in his hand, quietly watching everyone else walk into the conference room one by one.

"It's not even seven in the morning yet. I didn't expect you all to come so early, one by one."

"Huffman, you called us here so early in the morning. What happened?"

"The Myrick Empire and the Eastern Power have gone to war? That shouldn't be possible!"

"Based on the information channels I have, I haven't received any news related to this!"

……

A bald old man walked into the conference room and sat down on the last empty chair.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, he shrugged and said with a smile in a joking tone.

Although the smile on his face was extremely bright, everyone could hear that there was a hint of resentment in his words.

After all, it was less than six in the morning, and he was sleeping soundly with a noble lady in his arms, when he was suddenly awakened by a phone call and hurried here.

It is inevitable that he would feel some resentment about this.

"Sarkinson, now that you are here, please sit down."

"I have a good reason to gather you all here so early in the morning."

"Bliss, distribute the information I asked you to prepare to everyone present first."

"After everyone has finished reading the information in their hands, this meeting will officially begin!"

The speaker was Huffman, a man with a head full of white hair, who was sitting at the head of the conference table.

He has the highest status among everyone, so naturally he will take the lead in this meeting.

As he finished speaking, Bliss, his personal secretary, who was only in his thirties, handed out a stack of documents to everyone present, then quietly retreated to a chair in the corner and sat down.

Although it was unclear what exactly Huffman was up to, everyone still took the document that he had asked Bliss to distribute and began to look through it.

"Jiang Yao, the terrifying man from the Eastern country who could withstand a nuclear bomb without any damage?"

"I have known about this person for many years."

"Hasn't there been any news about him for more than ten or twenty years? Huffman, you suddenly dug out his information and asked all of us to look through it one by one."

"Could it be that the person has already appeared?"

"We were summoned here so early in the morning. This meeting was so urgent. Could it be that the murderer who was rated as a world-destroying person has come to our British Empire?"

……

The one who spoke was the bald old man Sarkinson again.

Although he was not young anymore, he still had some experience. He only read the beginning of the document in his hand and then closed it again.

He must not be a fool to be able to sit at this conference table.

Connecting all the information together, a horrible guess appeared in his mind. His face was filled with shock, and he couldn't control himself at all, and directly cried out in surprise.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other people at the conference table, regardless of whether they had finished reading the document in their hands or not, all looked cautiously and turned their eyes to Huffman.

This information about Jiang Yao has been hidden for many years.

Although all the people present were of extraordinary status, there were still only two or three who knew Jiang Yao.

Sarkinson's guess also came to their minds. At this moment, they just wanted to know a definite answer from Huffman. (End of this chapter)