Another seven or eight junior and senior brothers were also excavating nearby. At this moment, they all gathered around, standing beside Quanquan Hu, looking toward the ruins ahead.
They were dumbfounded too.
The ruins ahead, with their dark water pools and bubbling mud, stretched as far as the eye could see, and turned out to be a swamp!
The foxes craned their necks, widening their eyes to observe the swampy ruins.
In the vast swamp, in the distance, they saw small islands emerging from the water. Farther away, pointed roofs were visible protruding from the mud.
What to do about this?
Are the good things on the island?
Are the good things all submerged in water?
Buried in the mud?
How to excavate this?
Quanquan Hu looked down at his own fiery red fur and round, chubby belly… he couldn't swim, after all, he was just a fox.
