"Holy cow, that's incredible!" Looking at the herd of about twenty cows, Ma Dasheng couldn't even close his mouth. At this moment, he didn't even care about keeping his voice down in the woods to avoid attracting other creatures, letting out a long sigh of amazement.
"Holy cow, indeed." Chun Mian hadn't expected to see so many cows either. Most likely, all the unmutated cows from the nearby villages had gathered here.
Hearing the two of them marveling, Song Gu thought for a moment before speaking up softly, forcefully ruining the mood, "Ah, aren't there still two mutated cows? We have to take them out, or we won't be able to bring the rest back."
Chun Mian was speechless.
Ma Dasheng was also speechless.
They really should have fed him to the cows just now.
