Zhang Aihua and his group didn't catch another fur rat for the rest of the evening.
Of course, they couldn't just stay awake all night, keeping their eyes peeled to guard their belongings.
Most people thought Zhang Aihua was being a little paranoid.
No matter how sharp the fur rats' teeth were, the creatures were only the size of a small fist. In total, they had caught less than fifty of them.
Even if they stole fish to eat, they'd probably be full to bursting after just a few bites.
Everyone was exhausted anyway, so they returned to their little nooks and fell fast asleep.
The person on night watch stared at the campfire in front of them, yawning constantly.
Zhang Aihua was speaking quietly with Song Yufang. "Rats already reproduce quickly. I'm just worried they'll find a place to build a few nests."
"No matter how tough these rats are, we still have them completely under control. Besides, your son said it himself—worst case, we just go borrow a dog from Jiang Si."
