Super Zoo-Chapter 802 - 781: Bats, Bats Again!

"Vampires!"

"Vampire bats?!"

Several cries of shock rang out simultaneously in the carriage.

The one yelling vampire was Avitu; those yelling vampire bat were Chengcheng and a few people from Huaxia.

The creature that killed the wild wolf with one bite looked all too familiar: a fox-like small head, thin kite-like large wings, a mouth full of serrated fangs, and tiny eyes red as blood. It was precisely the mutated, blood-sucking 'foxbat' Suming had discovered in the mountains last time.

In Demon Domain Taoyuan behind the zoo, there are still plenty of them hanging upside down from trees all day long, their red eyes frightening the visiting tourists. The only difference is, the vampire bats in the zoo are fed offal from cattle, sheep, and pigs provided by a meat factory.

The number of vampire bats in front of them was not large, only about a dozen or so. After that poor wolf was killed, the remaining foxbats swarmed over it, pouncing on the wolf's body and biting wildly.

They not only suck blood, but they also eat meat.

"Do you recognize this animal?" Suming asked Avitu. These foxbats were the result of mutations occurring during evolution and should be quite rare. A group of scientists in the country were still researching them. From the tone of Avitu's voice, although somewhat fearful, he seemed not unfamiliar with them.

Avitu nodded: "A unique species of bat from the Carpathian Mountains that likes to suck blood and eat meat. Occasionally, it comes down to the foot of the mountains to bother human-farmed cattle and sheep. The locals all know about it, and we often use it to scare children from running around the mountains alone, or they might be taken away by vampires..."

When it came to children, Avitu's expression dimmed slightly, probably reminded of his daughter who had been missing for many years.

"No wonder Romania is rife with vampire legends, there are indeed originals," Zhao Yun said.

"What do we do now?" Nurse Hu, seeing that the so-called 'monster' was just the foxbats she often encountered, wasn't too afraid and asked Suming: "Director, why don't you show your divine powers and take these few under control as well?"

"I don't know if it's possible, bats are not so understanding of human nature, but I'll try my best." Suming feigned a troubled expression. It was still plausible to tame wild wolves, but taming bats so quickly would be too shocking to the world.

Despite what he said, he was fully confident in his heart.

He pushed open the car door and subtly released his spiritual power, enveloping the group of vampire bats that were dismembering their prey.

Avitu looked at Suming with a puzzled face.

Just like he thought, controlling wolves might be understandable, but if with a few movements and whistles, even bloodthirsty bats could be controlled, who exactly was this young man in front of him?

Could he have superpowers? Was he one of the Twelve Holy Knights of the British Royal Family? Or a mysterious figure from the Church?

Wasn't this too fantastical?

"Uh?!"

The moment they connected, Suming was truly taken aback.

His spiritual power, which was always effective on animals, when cast upon these local Romanian mutated foxbats, sank without a trace, not eliciting any reaction at all!

I'm frickin' screwed, it's failed!

In that instant, Suming's mind buzzed, and he went completely blank.

His body turned ice-cold, his limbs weak, and cold sweat poured out uncontrollably!

Over the past year, all of his achievements were built on one simple foundation: he was a friend to animals, able to communicate with and control animals!

If he lost this ability, even if he was extremely talented, clever, and capable, in today's world with its rigid class hierarchy, making a significant impact would be very difficult.

In just one year, at best he became an entry-level employee who's relatively valued in a large corporation, nothing more than a seemingly promising white-collar worker...

Fear crept up to his heart, not the fear of a few vampire bats, but a fear of the future.

There are things that might seem redundant as they lay unused for a lifetime, yet for the person in question, they constitute a profound sense of confidence and a pillar to lean on.

For instance, ordinary office workers—if they have a few million in spare cash sitting in the bank, they might never need to use it, leaving every penny to their son in the end. But with this financial safety net, they won't fret over job security, instead thriving at work and viewing everything with ease;

Likewise, a businessperson with a strong backer may never have to ask for help in their whole life, but having that support gives them confidence when facing challenges, keeping them from panic...

As long as he possesses the Friend of Animals, even if all else fails, he could start over, and even if he offends many people, he could still live better than the vast majority.

But once he loses the Friend of Animals, everything becomes a spring without source, a tree without roots!

In that instant, he even felt as though everything before was just a dream.

Has the dream ended, and in reality, I have nothing?!

Everything happened in a flash; the people inside the carriage only saw Suming quietly exit the vehicle, then suddenly freeze on the spot, turning pale and even trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Nangong Yan's anxious voice came from beside him, and as her palm warmed his, Suming was abruptly pulled back to reality.

"Don't take risks, come back now." Nangong Yan also broke out into a cold sweat when she grabbed Suming's hand and found it icy cold.

Turning his head, he saw Nangong's face full of concern, a carriage, with several familiar faces inside, and a foreigner.

Whoosh, thank goodness, everything is real, not a dream.

Suming swallowed hard, shook his head vigorously, and freed himself from the sudden horror that had engulfed his thoughts.

"It's nothing, just chilled by the cold wind," Suming said as he patted the back of Nangong's hand.

He took a deep breath and once again activated his Friend of Animals.

The familiar spiritual power was still flowing through his body, not gone despite an unknown reason causing it to emit somewhat sluggishly, but it was undeniably present.

He enveloped the group of vampire bats with his spiritual power again, trying to control them.

The result was still ineffective.

But this time, Suming wasn't scared as he had been at first. Instead, he confirmed a few very important things.

The Friend of Animals was still firmly there; spiritual power could still communicate with animals. The issue was with those vampire bats.

All animals have consciousness and personality traits—some aggressive, some extreme, some gentle...

But as long as they have consciousness, communication is possible, it's just a matter of the degree of difficulty in controlling the interaction.

Some people are easy to talk to, some are troublesome, but these Romanian vampire bats seemed like a group of hysterical lunatics, with whom there was no way to communicate… No, that's not right, even with lunatics, Suming's current spiritual power could still forcibly suppress them... These bats seem to not have a complete consciousness; all of their emotions, thoughts, and mental activities are fragmented shards.

No matter how strong one is or how hard one can punch, it's impossible to harm the air. Of course, tearing apart space is an exception, and it seems Suming's current spiritual power is far from that level.

After two attempts at probing, he finally disturbed the vampire bats that were busily dismembering their prey.

With a fluttering noise, over a dozen large bats with wingspans over a meter slowly rose into the air, simultaneously turning their heads, their small blood-red eyes intently glaring at Suming.