The next day,
Around noon.
"Roar..."
The Fallen Meteor Horned Beast woke up very late, the sun already hung high in the sky, its brilliant rays illuminating its face, only then did it slowly get up.
The farm owner was nowhere to be seen, even the older Duck mentor was nowhere in sight.
Bam bam bam!
Iron Head was already practicing skills in the yard, with blades continuously striking the big stone opposite, sending out a series of sparks and leaving marks.
Its training was especially diligent, and its eyes showed seriousness, every attack was executed with full force.
So hardworking.
Watching Iron Head train earnestly, the Fallen Meteor Horned Beast couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt when recalling all the food it had eaten since arriving at the farm.
It couldn't just freeload!
