Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

This place is not far from the road where he fainted. He could see it when fighting in the forest, so Glenn was not lost.

The vision in front of him was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. He felt his body was as soft as a mollusk and wanted to take a nap right there.

But judging from the original owner's memory, this place is extremely strange and terrifying, and once he closes his eyes, he will probably never open them again.

The sky had become completely dark, with only a full moon hanging quietly in the night sky. Although the moonlight illuminated the way forward, Glenn did not feel at ease at all.

Ahead, there was a tattered road sign stuck crookedly on the side of the road, with the words "Bayek" written on it in the common language of the human race in this world.

This is the great place chosen by the original owner Dylan.

He felt very lucky to have bought such a cheap house and was secretly proud of himself for a long time.

It wasn't until he followed the landlord into the town that he felt something was amiss.

Glenn walked past the road sign with a pale face. A cool breeze blew past, and the road sign made a few harsh squeaks.

I hope there won't be any monsters at night... Glenn prayed in his heart.

Looking back at his memories, the original owner could always hear some strange noises that made his back chill every night since he came to this town.

A few times, there seemed to be a sound of something scratching past my window.

Because of these, the original owner hadn't slept well for several days.

The town of Bayek is very quiet at night, so quiet that it is suffocating.

Glenn tried his best not to make any sound and walked slowly on the stone-paved road.

There are tall weeds in the cracks between the stone slabs, making it look very desolate.

Glenn was extremely exhausted from having to endure the pain and be alert to possible dangers around him.

Finally, he saw his own house. It was located between two large houses, with vegetation climbing up the outer walls. It looked so shabby compared to its neighbors.

The original owner Dylan bought a two-story house with a garden and a dilapidated warehouse that was not much bigger than a dog kennel.

Finally here... Glenn was delighted and quickened his pace.

Wang!Wang!Wang!

Suddenly, a few frantic dog barks were heard, almost scaring Glenn to death.

Anyone would be scared if they suddenly heard such a loud noise in such a quiet night.

When he turned around, he saw a burly bulldog with fierce eyes and barking at him.

This dog was raised by the neighbor who lived next to me. The owner was a tall old man who liked to bully the original owner. Not only did he have a weird temper, he also often went to the original owner's house to take things, and treated them as if they were his, regardless of whether the original owner saw them or not.

This bulldog also took advantage of the power of its owner and often chased and bit its original owner, tearing up several of his clothes.

Although the original owner used to be a playboy, his temperament changed a lot after the misfortunes in his family. Moreover, the old man was obviously stronger than him and was not someone the original owner Dylan could resist.

In addition, the old man always carried a hunting rifle, so the original owner dared not act rashly.

Glenn stopped and looked at the bulldog coldly, his right hand already reaching for the dagger.

The bulldog suddenly sniffed the air hard, with excitement shining in its eyes.

It smelled blood.

After a few low barks, it licked its teeth and approached Glenn.

Noticing Bulldog's change, Glenn remained where he was, his right hand already clenched around the dagger.

He could see that this beast wanted to eat human flesh today! So he couldn't hold back.

Perhaps because it was used to bullying Dylan, the bulldog had no fear of humans at all and continued to approach. When the human was only two meters away, it suddenly pounced!

Glenn reacted quickly, his body leaning to the side as the dagger drew a perfect crescent and pierced the bulldog's neck accurately.

The man and the dog staggered past each other, Glenn stumbled and almost fell, while the dog fell to the ground and twitched.

Glenn was surprised to find that although his spirit was weak, his strength had recovered a lot.

I thought I was going to fall down, but I managed to stay steady.

Not bothering to care about the reason, Glenn didn't even look at the wailing dog on the ground. He walked straight into the yard of his house, took out the key from under a stone and opened the door.

There was a musty smell in the room, but it wasn't overpowering.

Glenn didn't have the energy to look at the furnishings here right now. He just wanted to rest.

He closed the door, walked up the wooden stairs, and ran to his bedroom without stopping.

The moment he pushed open the bedroom door, he fell directly onto the relatively soft bed.

My tense nerves finally relaxed, and my consciousness began to blur...

Glenn didn't know how long he slept. In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, he felt a strong sense of hunger in his stomach, which made him very uncomfortable, but he had no intention of getting up.

He was so exhausted that even this hunger couldn't pull him out of bed.

And just before his consciousness fell asleep again, he seemed to hear the sound of some creature gnawing.

Outside the bedroom window.

The bright moon shone light into the bedroom, and a thin figure swayed outside the window.

A slender forelimb slowly scraped across the wall, making a slight sharp friction sound. It was obvious that this creature had claws...

the next day.

Glenn was awakened by a strong feeling of hunger.

As soon as he opened his bloodshot eyes, he jumped out of bed. After resting, he was no longer as tired as he was yesterday. Only hunger still tormented him.

Glenn had never experienced such a feeling of hunger. It almost destroyed his sanity and he wanted to put everything into his stomach.

Rushing out of the bedroom, he headed straight for the kitchen, remembering that there were some leftovers and ingredients left by the original owner.

After a loud noise, Glenn turned the kitchen upside down.

Whether it was leftover lettuce or moldy food, he wolfed it down, and the terrible hunger was relieved a little.

What happened? Logically speaking, he was only hungry for a day and a night, so he shouldn't be so hungry. Glenn sat on the messy kitchen floor, frowning deeply.

I still feel very hungry, I must eat something... Glenn sat for a while and then got up.

He suddenly exclaimed, because he found that his body seemed to be much stronger, and he felt particularly powerful when he stood up.

Glenn touched his arm and could feel that his muscles seemed to have become stronger and larger than the original owner's.

Is this because I traveled through time? Is the golden finger a physical enhancement? Glenn didn't have the energy to think too much now. Finding something to eat was the most important thing, so he put aside his doubts for the time being.

After searching the house again, he didn't find anything to eat, which made Glenn very distressed.

Should we go out of town to buy food? Glenn sat on the sofa in the living room and thought.

There is no place for trading in this town, and the residents of Bayek all go out to trade.

If you want to get resources, you have to go to another town, but the distance is not short, so you usually leave early and return late.

There wasn't much money left... Just as Glenn was struggling, he heard a familiar voice shouting from outside.

"Torre! Torre! Where have you been, baby?"

It was the old man's voice, Torre was the dog's name.

Glenn suddenly laughed when he heard this voice...