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Hearing the calls from the people getting out of the car, Lun slowly put down the shotgun in his hand.

This state has many schools with a long history and outstanding achievements. Even a farmer like him who lives in a remote suburb has heard of a university in the state that is famous for its folklore, anthropology and history.

He thought about it and said to his wife, "I'll go check out the situation."

Norma nodded and said, "Then I'll go check on the animals."

When Lunn mentioned those farm animals that got pregnant for no reason, his face became serious again, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was raised forward involuntarily, as if he was alert to an invisible enemy. He said, "Be careful."

In order to ease the tense atmosphere, Norma smiled and said, "Don't worry, I used to be a doctor at the Central Veterinary Hospital. What kind of strange diseases have I not seen? And I won't look closely."

The two separated, and Lun walked among the rustling grass, and soon approached the road.

The people waiting in front of the car were shocked to see Lun holding a gun and looking serious. One of the young men hurriedly said, "Sir, we don't have any bad intentions!"

The old man, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, silently examining Lunn—or, to be more precise, examining the farm behind Lunn.

Lunn relaxed his expression a little and said, "There are very few people around here. I must confirm your identities."

The young man who had spoken earlier showed Lun his driver's license.

There was also a certificate issued by the university, which stated that the group, including four students, an associate professor and a professor, was heading to the forest behind Lunn Farm to investigate the impact of environmental changes in the forest on the lives of surrounding residents.

"Why is there a police certificate?" Lun frowned when he saw that there was something similar to a police report attached to the school's certificate.

The young man, who claimed to be a university anthropology student, quickly explained:
"Oh! That's right. We have also been commissioned by the state police to investigate the disappearance of livestock in this area. Well, Mr. Archibald, have any livestock disappeared in your home?"

Lunn immediately said, "No."

Then he hesitated.

There were no missing livestock, but something stranger was happening on their farm.

But he ended up saying nothing.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and the rolling clouds above moved slightly faster. He squinted his eyes against the wind.

The young man in front and his companions behind him looked at him with strange expressions.

It seems... they are hiding something.

The wind blew past, and Lun opened his eyes, but couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.

At this time, the young man in charge of negotiations in the team made a sincere request to Lunn: "Mr. Archibald, your farm is the closest to the mountain. Can you let us enter the farm for research?"

——Norma and Len parted ways and walked towards the wooden house where the animals were kept.

What she had just seen was too bizarre and terrifying, and she instinctively wanted to stay in the open air for a while to relax.

Also in order to avoid the undealt with...something dead body on the ground, she walked slowly along the fence on one side.

On the right is the vegetable and fruit growing area.

She and Len grow a lot of greens, mostly for their own consumption, with the remainder to be sold.

Norma was originally a veterinarian in New York, and Llan was the manager of a bank on Wall Street. Their careers were both on the rise with bright prospects, but the two came together because of a common dream.

This dream is to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city, to a sparsely populated place with beautiful scenery, to a hidden paradise, to open up their own farm and their own home.

So they came here.

Norma reached out her hand and tapped the fence bars one by one.

Time has passed, and the wood that was once smooth and bright with paint has now faded.

Overcast cumulus clouds followed Norma overhead.

A gust of wind blew over, and Norma pulled her coat closer, feeling a little cold.

"What strange weather..." she sighed softly.

The cornfield in the distance was blown by the wind, swaying its tall stems and making a rustling sound, as if responding to her words.

She didn't notice that on her right, the lushly growing tomatoes were stimulated by something and began to stretch out their leaves.

Piece after piece.

Young buds seem to grow endlessly from the branches, mature very quickly, and are pushed down by new buds, piling up densely.

Until finally a bright red color appeared in the center of the young shoot. The fruiting of the first tomato plant seemed to be a signal, and the other tomatoes also opened their leaves one after another, producing a single bright red color.

"Boom."

A soft sound.

As if they couldn't wait to swell and jump out, the huge red fruits "popped" out.

Each one has sixteen edges and corners, and the fresh color seems to burst the fruit from the inside, causing the outermost layer of the fruit to appear as clear as glass.

Big, beautiful, and flawless.

However, each "tomato" swells first and then shrinks after seeing the light of day.

Then it began to rise and fall slowly and rhythmically, like inhaling and exhaling.

Farther away, as Norma turned her back on the fields and began to walk toward the house where the animals were kept, the cornfield turned purple.

The corn leaves first turned purple, and then tiny bumps spread out from the roots, quickly covering every surface of the corn.

These purple protrusions were also expanding and sinking in a regular pattern. Every time they sank, a thin stream of smoke would be emitted, which soon enveloped the cornfield in a hazy manner.

In the university team that was negotiating with Lunn, the oldest professor seemed to have sensed something, adjusted his glasses, and looked up at the farm in the distance.

It's getting foggy.

As soon as Norma walked into the big wooden house where the sheep were kept, a series of bleating sounds came to her ears.

On both sides of the house are sheep pens where the sheep sleep and rest at night, and there is an aisle in the middle.

Norma slowly walked to the center of the aisle, looked around at the pregnant sheep, and asked in confusion, "What happened to you?"

She suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that a sheep in the left corner seemed to move underneath its body.

She immediately turned around and saw that the sheep's sagging belly was moving.

"..."

Norma walked slowly to the end of the aisle, picked up a pitchfork, and walked slowly back toward the sheep with its wriggling belly.

"What—"

At this moment, the sheep seemed to sense something and suddenly raised its head and looked towards the direction outside the wooden house.

"What—"

The next moment, all the sheep in the house cried out in unison.

Norma saw their heads turn in unison, their eyes hidden in the darkness, but she knew they were all looking at the door of the cabin.

Holding the pitchfork, she turned her head to look, and then subconsciously held her breath.

There was a dreamlike glow over the cloudy fields.

A sheep, a beautiful white sheep, was standing in the light.

Its hair flowed like a horse's mane, and its whiteness was as pure as the finest milk Norma had ever seen, and every strand of it sparkled.

This light intoxicated Norma, made her lose all her thoughts, and made her forget everything that had just happened. How sacred it was.

Suddenly, a pair of ruby-clear eyes looked over. The moment Norma met those eyes, she came back to her senses.

Then she suspected she was dreaming.

If it wasn't a dream, why would she encounter such a strange thing as a cow giving birth to a monster?

If it wasn't a dream, why did she see every animal with a bulging belly?
If it wasn't a dream, then why was there a white sheep shining in front of her, and why was God's messenger coming to find her?
Large fragments of memory rushed into my mind.

Norma thought back to her childhood.

She spent her childhood on a large farm in the countryside, living with her mother and grandmother.

The big tree outside the house would be lit up with a layer of light on a sunny day, exactly the same scene she was seeing now.

She raised her head and looked at him, with light flowing in her eyes.

Finally, she seemed to wake up and walked forward. (End of this chapter)