After killing the second Murloc, Roger, who was completely exhausted, staggered and fell to the ground. He was panting heavily, and his arms were completely unable to lift due to muscle strain.

However, he only rested for a while, then he stood up again, picked up the wooden stick that fell in the distance, aimed at the murloc's head and smashed it a few times, and did not approach until he was sure that the other party was completely dead, broke out the iron ax stuck in his head.

In the movies of his previous life, there were too many plots of being reversed and killed, and he didn't want to be the side protagonist who failed.

When he came to the door, there was a big hole in the door, the strong wind and rain poured in, and faint gunshots could still be heard from the lighthouse in the distance.

Regardless of rest, Roger tremblingly found nails and boards. He didn't know if there would be other monsters attacking, but at least the broken door and windows should be repaired slightly.

As for the lighthouse, he dared not go there now.

Hearing the gunshots, the situation there might not be too good. On such a stormy night, if I approached rashly, I might be regarded as a monster by Kant, and my head would be blown off with a single shot.

Fortunately for Roger, whether it was because Kant attracted attention, until he barely blocked the hole, there were no monsters around the cabin.

The room was full of blood, but at this time Roger didn't care too much at all. Holding the iron ax, he endured exhaustion until dawn.

The sky cleared and the showers stopped.

Clap!

Outside the wooden house, a tall figure walked over the stagnant water with a shotgun.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could get close to the wooden house, a chubby object suddenly flew in the air, rolled and landed at his feet.

Kant looked down, his face suddenly changed.

Roger was holding an ax, half of his body was standing outside the door, he looked at Kant in the distance, "Dear Mr. Kant, can you tell me, what is this thing?"

The blood on the face was not wiped dry, sticking to it sticky, after the blood solidified, accompanied by the change of Roger's expression, a face looked extremely hideous.

"You didn't die?"

Looking at the murloc's head under his feet, Kant's eyes widened, and he looked at Roger in surprise.

"You seem to wish me dead?"

Roger's tone of voice was a little rushed.

Kant didn't care about this, he obviously hasn't recovered from the shock.

After hesitating for a moment, Kant sighed, "Since you have seen it, I can't hide it from you."

He gave Roger a deep look.

"What an incredible guy."

"Go and wash, and then meet me at the lighthouse, and I'll tell you everything I know."

The crisis was temporarily lifted, and Roger relaxed a little. Only then did he notice that the wooden house model in his mind was glowing faintly.

[ The corpse of the monster was detected, and the usable parts were found. There are no dissection and alchemy rooms in the basic structure of the wooden house, and the related functions cannot be opened. ]

[ The monster illustrated book will be updated, and the alchemy notes will be updated... ]

Seeing this news, Roger's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to the study, although after last night's battle, the place was in a mess.

But in his field of vision, those few books were placed on the bookshelf intact.

Roger pulled out the monster guide.

There were some words and patterns on the originally empty books.

[ Bay Murloc: A low-level mutant that lives near a lonely island. It has a basic structure similar to that of a human. When it is an adult, it will be 1.3 to 1.6 meters tall, and its strength is similar to that of an ordinary human adult male.

It is brutal by nature, moves quickly, has sharp claws and teeth, and the fish scales on its body can provide a considerable defense.

Weaknesses: Heart, tailbone and lower limb joints.

Some structures such as gills and lungs can extract special substances for the manufacture of medicines. ]

In addition to the simple introduction of the name, there is also a clear picture showing the creature from multiple angles.

Roger couldn't help sighing, if he had seen the news in advance last night, it would have been easier to deal with it.

Fortunately, he prepared some small mechanisms in the room in advance to deal with Kant's possible attack, otherwise, even if he could kill the Murloc, he would probably die of serious injuries.

The back is just a skin trauma, and it should be enough for Kant to help with a simple treatment.

The alchemy notebook was updated with an alchemy potion that uses the body parts of the bay Murloc as the main material. There are too many things needed, so Roger just looked at it casually and put it back to the original place.

It's a pity that there is no so-called dissection room and alchemy room, otherwise most of the materials on the monster should be able to be used.

There is no way to solve these problems in the wooden house in front of him, and Roger once thought about expanding it, but unfortunately, this method simply does not work.

"I hope to have the opportunity to find a bigger house in the future."

"Maybe one day, I can reproduce a castle like Kaer Morhen in this world, and then raise a few lovely female sorceresses..."

With thoughts floating in his mind, he began to look forward to a happy life in the future.

Roger went to the beach to wash off the blood on his body. He looked at the young face reflected in the calm water, and was slightly absent-minded for a while.

This is a young and even immature face, with black hair, who looks like a mixed race, but at this moment, there is something in the eyes on the face that makes Roger feel a little scared.

That was a little bit of excitement.

Excited about what? To kill, or to live forever?

It must be the latter, Roger said silently to himself.

After changing his clothes, he dried the iron ax and put it on his waist, and then came to the iron gate under the lighthouse.

"The door is unlocked."

Kant's voice came from inside.

Roger pushed the door open, and Kant inside was picking up the debris. He piled some debris aside, and then cleared a small area.

"From today onwards, you will live here tonight."

Roger was taken aback for a moment, but immediately after, Kant's words let him know the reason.

"They will come again."

"As long as the storm continues, they could come back at any time."

Kant repeated it again.

"Storm?"

Roger suddenly remembered the night he came to the island. Normal people would never choose to go out in such weather conditions. Looking at it now, it should be Kant who was investigating the situation and happened to meet himself who was washed ashore.

"What is those things?" Asked Roger.

Hearing the word "Things", Kant frowned slightly, but he thought for a while, "Call them whatever you want, Murlocs? Water ghosts?"

"They're not human anyway."

"Do the police know what's going on here?"

This is what Roger is most concerned about, and many problems can be seen from the official attitude towards these monsters.

"How can it be?"

Kant sneered.

"I talked to them once, but those guys with shit in their heads thought I was crazy."

"You can show them the evidence. With these Murloc corpses..." Having said that, Roger was stunned. He suddenly realized that he didn't see a single Murloc corpse around the lighthouse.

Kant raised his eyebrows.

"Are you aware of the problem?"

"Except for the ones in your room, those things haven't left any corpses so far. All the dead monsters were dragged away by their companions."

"Who knows where they went, maybe they were eaten," Kant said lightly.

He breathed out, "I have to start from the beginning about these things."