Chapter 75: The Great Escape

Early morning.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon.

The fiery sunlight illuminated the entire savannah of East Africa, where the animals were grazing.

Suddenly, their sensitive ears perked up and twitched slightly.

In the distance, a hurried and chaotic sound of footsteps came.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

The sound of gunfire shattered the tranquility of the savannah.

The animals, who had never heard gunfire before, were bewildered, staring to the west with vigilance.

Soon, a group of people appeared before their eyes.

Some animals, without finishing their grazing, began to flee in all directions.

The newcomers were none other than the indigenous people of East Africa, about forty to fifty of them, running towards this direction, out of breath.

As a memory engraved in their genes.

These Black people, armed with spears and carrying bows and arrows, instinctively awakened the ancient memories within the animals.

"Danger!" This was the animals' instinct.