"Understood!"
At this point, the dangerous task fell to the main character, Li Qingshan. He held a net in his hand and, gathering his courage, walked forward with a tremble.
Unexpectedly, the humanoid creature rolling on the ground managed to stand up with difficulty. Its face, blurred with flesh and blood, let out a ferocious roar and ran over in a crazed and fervent manner.
Li Qingshan threw the net and enveloped the creature within it.
The monster struggled for a moment, seemingly lacking the strength to break free, and collapsed limply within the net.
"Was it really that simple to succeed?" Li Qingshan had been prepared for death. Dragging the net, he turned his head and asked, "Sore Birth Grandmother, how do we judge this thing, really? Do we have to transport it back to Qingshi Town? That's too much trouble."
Sore Birth Grandmother's head was still held high, speaking fervently and somewhat incomprehensibly, "Let me master... My master... Pass judgment!!"
