Although her origins might seem a bit strange, Lily's physical prowess as a werewolf is undoubtedly impressive. Even after being forced back into human form by the potent incense, she remained incredibly spirited. Having just transformed into a human, she's been chasing Kevin and Vivian, questioning them about the details of her transformation. Her underlying thought is this: I'm awesome, right?
Seriously, from a perspective that's truly mind-blowing... she's quite impressive. Of course, Vivian seized the opportunity to pour cold water on Lily: "Don't get excited yet. Go back and figure out how to fix the problem of your clothes getting torn every time you transform. I'm not your babysitter, constantly following you around to get you new clothes."
Lily finally calmed down a bit. She looked down at the new clothes Vivian had just put on her, and felt a surge of gratitude towards the vampire she had always disliked. The werewolf girl thanked Vivian, a rare gesture: "Thank you for that. I hadn't thought of that... But how do you usually solve this clothing problem? It's amazing! You often transform into a swarm of bats in an instant..." "I use magic," Vivian shrugged, unimpressed. "It's a simple trick for me, but it might be difficult for you. A werewolf's brain isn't suited to such advanced technology. But then again, it seems not many people use magic to solve this problem. Other high-ranking vampires simply use enchanted fabrics to make clothes to solve the transformation problem. Those clothes, after being charged, can blend into any form without damaging the body. As far as I know, I'm the only one who has developed a technique to transform while wearing ordinary clothes without damaging the fabric... Tsk, I'm quite a genius."
Kevin gave Vivian a strange look. "You've really been idle for too long, haven't you? Why are you researching this?"
Vivian's expression was serious: "Because I'm poor."
Kevin was stunned for a moment before realizing that Vivian meant she couldn't afford the enchanted clothes of ordinary vampires...
A vampire so poor he can't even afford his own clothing, forcing him to devote himself to studying unconventional tricks to save money. A husky spirit, yet a daft wolf girl who's been believing herself to be a werewolf for decades—these two are practically equals. What else could they possibly despise about each other? Kevin waved at Lily. "Lily, there's something I need to tell you... I hope you're prepared."
Lily immediately jumped over happily. "Go ahead, tell me. I'm in good spirits! Is the rent going up next month?"
What a nice girl! She hasn't even noticed she's the only tenant paying rent on time, and she's still actively keeping track of it. Honest girls like that are so hard to find these days. Kevin felt speechless at Lily's innocent, bright smile, but he gritted his teeth. "Lily, you know Huskies, right?"
"Yes, they're silly," Lily said, her face full of mischief. "They're really silly dogs, but quite amusing. Landlord, you want one? No problem. I'll help you check it out and promise to find you one with both good character and academic performance..."
Kevin slapped his forehead. "Damn it, I can't go on." Vivian's expression was even more helpless than Kevin's. She sighed, looked up at the setting moon, and casually tossed the large travel bag at her feet to Y'zaks. "If you can't continue, let's go back and talk. Let's pack up and go home. We've been out here long enough."
Lily looked at Vivian and Kevin in confusion, unable to understand why they were so hesitant to talk. But she soon stopped paying attention and happily ran around to help pack up: After all, they are huskies. Kevin surveyed the devastation and felt a surge of concern. "What should we do here? It's like a bomb site, and there's a cenote over a hundred meters in radius. If we don't clean it up, we're going to be in trouble."
Yzaks immediately knew it was time to act, and he yelled, "Back off, back off..."
Kevin slapped Yzaks on the back (his hand was numb from the shock). "Can you please stop using Meteor Escape all the time?"
"Forget it, just leave it there," Vivian interjected. "It's just a bunch of craters. There's nothing supernatural left behind. No matter how humans investigate, the most they can do is make the local loess thieves pay an extra fine. Let's get out of here! I don't want to stay here any longer. The incense is making me dizzy... I think the effect is a bit too strong." Thus, this unremarkable "Lily Super Evolution" event concluded, tentatively and successfully. The four of them, carrying their bags and bags, departed the now-destroyed wasteland, leaving behind only the pungent aroma of incense, which would likely not dissipate until morning, and the ravines and craters scattered across the ground. This was bound to be the talk of the old men and women of the southern suburbs for days to come, but it no longer concerned Kevin.
The full moon gradually sank, the starlight faded, and the wilderness returned to silence. Everything seemed to have settled down. Until suddenly, a cloud of black smoke drifted in from nowhere and gathered at the edge of the crater created by Lily's transformation, forming an unusually tall figure.
This tall and muscular figure seemed to be shrouded in a constant shadow, blurring out the details of his features. His physique alone suggested a sturdy man. He stood beside the impact crater, which had a hundred-meter radius, sniffing softly, picking up certain scents in the air. Then he spat, "Tsk, some half-wit! They even use the wrong incense for the ceremony."
As he finished speaking, another cloud of black mist drifted in from nowhere and condensed into a slightly smaller figure. This was a man, his face also shrouded in shadow. He bent down, picked up a piece of incense that hadn't been completely burned, broke off a small piece and tossed it directly into his mouth. "The recipe is correct, but it's not for a coming-of-age ceremony at all. These days, the younger generation is really failing. By the way, can you confirm which family this descendant belongs to?" "Who cares about family these days?" the tall man scoffed. "Don't follow those old fogies. Life's getting tougher these days. Surviving isn't easy, let alone the newly arrived young. Regardless of which family they are from, they have to find a way to contact each other. In my opinion, this ceremony... is chaotic and unruly. The people having their coming-of-age rites here are probably orphans. If there were a 'parent' directing them, they wouldn't have used the incense incorrectly."
The shorter man spat out the incense residue from his mouth and waved away. "You analyze it first. I'm going to go vomit for a while."
The tall man waited for his companion to return after vomiting, then raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the town. "The lingering incense smell is too strong here. We can only roughly determine that they went in that direction. Let's split up and look for them tomorrow."
"Why not look for them now? They might not have gone far..." "I hear there's been one or two witchers around lately. They've most likely been drawn here by that half-baked brat. Traveling at night makes them easy targets. Remember, we must behave like humans. Only in this way can we survive."
"Witchers..." The short man sighed softly, looking up at the setting moon. Then, he transformed into a puff of black mist and dissipated into the air.
"Witchers..."
With another sigh, another puff of black mist gradually dissipated.
Kevin and his companions, who had already returned home, knew nothing of what had happened in the wilderness. Now they faced a different and troubling problem. Lily sat on the sofa in the middle of the living room, a look of despair on her face. She reassured the three people around her, "Did you really see clearly... It's a Husky?"
"You're a veterinarian, specializing in dogs," Kevin said, pulling out a data terminal. "This is the image of you after your transformation. Analyze it yourself. We don't have the final say. See for yourself."
The data terminal cast a protective shield around itself, ensuring Lily wouldn't bite it in anger. Then, carefully opening the holographic projection, it played the footage recorded two hours earlier.
A majestic, powerful, handsome, beautiful, and adorable Husky was galloping across a field dotted with pits, rolling around in the open, digging with rocks, and mastering all four basic skills.
Lily burst into tears. "It really is a Husky..."