Chapter 380 The Messenger of Misfortune

[Big-Mouthed Crow]

[Scavenge (Green Talent) requires 1 talent point to activate]

[Agility (Green Talent) requires 1 talent point to activate]

[Cold Resistance (Green Talent) requires 1 talent point to activate]

[Ill Omen (Special Talent) has been activated]

Looking at the talent panel of the big-mouthed crow in front of him, Yang Lin's expression shifted from solemn to confused, and then to impatient.

"What the heck? Didn't they say it brings bad luck? I've waited so long and nothing has happened. They must be lying."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a blob of bird droppings from the sky directly hit his forehead.

Despite this, Yang Lin was disdainful. After taking out a tissue and wiping away the droppings, he prepared to walk out of Bear Ridge.

"Is that it? What kind of bad luck is this..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his foot stepped on a twig.

The next second, he lost his balance and stumbled forward uncontrollably.

"Oh, come on..."

What he hadn't expected was that there was a steep slope in front of him.

As a result, he rolled down like a tumbling gourd.

More than ten seconds later, when Yang Lin finally got up from the ground, he found a holly leaf stuck in each of his palms.

The pain made him cry out in agony.

Just then, the big-mouthed crow, whom he had named Ni Ge, flew over from the side.

Yang Lin, who had just regained his footing, suddenly felt his body lose balance again and then plopped down onto something soft.

Although he didn't look back, judging by the smell, he could vaguely determine that what he was sitting on was left behind by some large bear.

Without time to think, his slightly terrified gaze turned to Ni Ge, who was not far away.

Ni Ge was looking at him affectionately, ready to spread its wings and fly towards him.

"Don't come here!"

At this moment, he truly understood the terrifying power of the talent called Ill Omen.

He had only gotten this unlucky by getting this close. If it really fell on someone, they would be carried away on the spot.

"Stay right there, don't move. I have a task for you. Once you're done, you can go wherever you want. I'll find you again if I need you, understand?"

While speaking cautiously, Yang Lin quickly retreated a step further.

Ni Ge, whose intelligence had greatly increased, clearly understood his words and nodded its little head.

Five minutes later, a large black bird flew out of Bear Ridge, heading straight for Yuquan Township where the little white tiger was located.

As night fell, Ni Ge seemed to become invisible. Even from less than five meters away, it was impossible to see.

After flying for less than half an hour, it reached a forest in Yuquan Township and found the little white tiger making its way through the woods.

Perhaps because it was tired from running, the little white tiger casually climbed a large tree, preparing to continue its journey at dawn.

However, it didn't notice that not far above its head, a drone equipped with an infrared camera was hovering, and its every move was being monitored by the camera.

"Yuan Ge, the little white tiger has stopped. It's less than five hundred meters from us."

From the bushes, a young man wearing a ghillie suit and night-vision goggles said with surprise.

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man beside him, also in a ghillie suit, nodded.

The next second, he took out his phone from his pocket and opened the Xi Hong live streaming platform.

Following his gaze, there were still over a million viewers silently waiting in the live stream room.

The camera in the live stream was also pointed at the tree where the little white tiger was currently resting.

"Liangzi, what kind of filming equipment does Xi Hong Zoo use? Is it also a drone? Why haven't we seen their drones?"

"Will we be filmed by their drones later?"

"Maybe. Their drones must be better and more advanced than ours."

"But no matter what kind of drones they use, we've disguised ourselves like this, and it's nighttime. Who will know who we are? Once we catch the little white tiger, we'll just run into the forest, and they won't be able to find us."

The young man operating the drone said confidently.

"Yuan Ge, I think we can make a move. The little white tiger seems to be asleep. Let's hurry and go now. There are definitely more than just us on this mountain."

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, five individuals wearing ghillie suits and carrying tranquilizer guns and nets emerged from the bushes.

Under the cover of night and the forest, ordinary people couldn't see them clearly.

Before long, they crept to the vicinity of the tree where the little white tiger was.

The little white tiger, which had just squinted its eyes, twitched its big ears. The next second, its tiger eyes slowly opened.

It had already sensed something was wrong, but having just won a victory, it didn't take it too seriously.

Along its journey, it had gradually realized that it had no opponents in this area.

No animal could pose a threat to it.

So it soon closed its eyes again.

This scene was naturally transmitted to Yang Lin's eyes through Ni Ge's vision.

"Still too young. Should I let it suffer a little loss, or it will suffer a bigger loss later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ni Ge's gaze shifted from the little white tiger to the bushes nearby.

If it were an ordinary crow, its vision would be affected at night. But now that its talent had awakened, Ni Ge's night vision even surpassed its daytime vision.

With just one glance, it spotted the few people hiding in the bushes.

It saw them, and Yang Lin saw them too.

When he saw the tranquilizer guns in their hands, he realized that the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Ni Ge, fly next to them."

As the order was given, Ni Ge, who had merged with the night, quietly flew above the bushes where the men were hiding.

When Ni Ge landed, the men quickly sensed the movement it made.

Then, looking up in the faint moonlight, they saw a pitch-black crow staring at them with cold eyes.

Almost simultaneously, the men felt a prickling sensation on their scalps.

"Where did this crow come from?"

"Why do I feel a bit creepy being stared at by it?"

"They say encountering a crow is bad luck. Are we going to have trouble this time? Maybe we should wait."

"It's all superstition. What era are we in? You still believe this."

"Exactly. Watch me take it down."

Saying that, a bolder man raised his tranquilizer gun.

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a cramp in his arm. Then, his left hand, which was holding the gun, went limp. The muzzle, which was aimed at the crow, pointed directly at one of his companions.

In his companion's terrified gaze, his right index finger pulled the trigger.