Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf

Under the ruthless gaze of the giant White Wolf, they felt as insignificant as ants.

They had only ever heard of terrifying exotic beasts of such a size, never having actually seen one.

So they trembled and felt uneasy, and some, with lesser psychological tolerance, even found their legs giving way, collapsing onto the ice.

However, under the harsh scolding of a group of Inuit, these people just barely managed to maintain their composure.

And after the supplies were delivered, Vincent and others of the human faction soon came to receive them.

As Vincent began to take over the supplies, he also ordered his followers, the Inuits, to disarm the servants to prevent any accidental discharge of their individual weapons due to some extreme reason.

Perhaps the discharge wouldn't hurt any member of the Wolf Pack, but if it were to cause displeasure to the Wolf King and the lead wolves,

then it wasn't just the servants who wouldn't survive; even Vincent and his people would be implicated.

Therefore, no mistakes were allowed.

At this moment, as the Inuits under his command were disarming the servants, Vincent also eyed the supplies in the hundred-odd heavy-duty custom trucks, finding the assortment of materials extremely abundant,

including all sorts of potions, and a variety of foods, utensils, and seasonings, dazzling Vincent's eyes.

Vincent was originally a primitive inhabitant of the Arctic; honestly, he never saw such abundant supplies in his own tribe.

Therefore, seeing them now, his eyes radiated unstoppable radiance.

These seasonings and various material tools meant that the quality of life and enjoyment of the Wolf Pack would greatly improve.

With these seasonings and various utensils, aided by the delicious food reserves within the Wolf Pack, they could make exotic delicacies that human society would drool over.

Of course, all these delights, whether in Vincent's or Sander's heart, were to be tasted first by the Wolf King.

Beyond these items, the various potions stored in exquisite instruments and mechas that looked cool, even giving off a faint shimmering gloaming light, left Vincent, a primitive inhabitant, feeling awe-struck.

He knew the value of these supplies was definitely extraordinary, so after reception, he quickly brought the inventory list to report to the Wolf King.

As for the servants who drove the heavy trucks, they had been taken by the Inuits under Vincent to the ice houses where the human faction resided.

At this time, Vincent naturally also noticed the shock in the eyes of the servants, but he believed that with time, the shock and horror in their eyes would gradually fade.

After all, when his Inuit people first witnessed the Wolf King tearing apart their revered Shamanism Totem, were they not shaken to the core?

At that time, did they ever imagine that such a defiant exotic beast could actually tear apart the totem they had worshiped for many years and even consume it as food?

However, after joining the Wolf Pack, the initial shock and horror had dissipated a lot.

For time is the cure for everything and the best medicine to fade everything away.

Vincent's strength had now reached Level Eleven, and his height had grown to three meters.

The group of servants didn't dare to defy Vincent's orders and were taken away by the Inuits.

Yet Vincent, towering in the eyes of the servants, seemed as insignificant as a chick in front of the Wolf King.

With great respect, he presented the inventory to the Wolf King, thinking the Wolf King couldn't understand human writing, he was about to read it aloud but was soon stopped by a faint spiritual wave from the Wolf King.

In his former life as a human, Su Lin, fond of archaeology, had studied some of the obscure and difficult ancient scripts, not to mention the modern mainstream languages.

With his currently extremely powerful spiritual power, a mere glance was enough to take in all the various materials on the list.

After checking, Su Lin knew Sander had not disappointed his expectations.

And the decision to pick Sander as the Commander of the human faction and spokesperson for the Wolf Pack was indeed a very good one.

In a single procurement, Sander had obtained so many supplies with just a few hundred pounds of Variant Species Musk Ox Meat, ten pounds of Gold-patterned Travel Meat Quality, and thirty feathers of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk.

Especially the various potions, which Su Lin valued most, totaled over twenty thousand vials.

These potions were enough to last the Wolf Pack for some time.

With these thoughts, Su Lin also leaped up and came down from the snow slope, moving with the wind, appearing almost like teleportation near the hundred-odd heavy transport trucks.

These trucks were custom made, each around twenty-six to twenty-seven meters long, and the shipping containers were already open.

After arriving, Su Lin first inspected the various potions.

After all, when he signaled Sander to go out shopping, the primary goal was to purchase these human potions.

If these potions truly had the effect of enhancing evolution, then it would be a significant boost for both Su Lin and the Wolf Pack.

In the current world, all species are evolving rapidly.

To have the upper hand and continue to survive in the harsh days to come, the Wolf Pack must evolve faster and stronger than all other species!

As Su Lin looked at these potions, a faint wave of spiritual power flashed, directly extracting several types of potions from the containers.

The exquisite containment devices, under the specks of truck lights, looked beautifully mesmerizing.

However, Su Lin had no leisure to appreciate these, and with a bit more force in his spiritual wave,

clash,

accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, one of the instruments labeled as an Auxiliary Potion broke, and its liquid contents were held by his spiritual power and brought to Su Lin's mouth.