Gu Gan Yu Kingdom, Biskan Forest Park, Special Species Protection Zone.
A camouflage jeep drove on the winding mountain road, and after several turns, it arrived at a flat area on a hillside.
"Ah, it's a familiar feeling."
After the car stopped, Kevin jumped out.
Just a dozen meters away, a simple campsite was set up.
A man with spiky hair was focused on looking at something within the camp, and after sensing the vehicle's movement, he slightly raised his head.
Seeing Kevin get out of the car, the man waved: "Oh! You're here."
Kevin also waved, then turned to the man in the car and said, "Thanks, Begel."
Begel, who was driving, nodded slightly.
He seemed to be a man of few words.
Then, he gestured a nod through the car window to the man in the distance, started the car, and left.
He was responsible for bringing Kevin, who was outside the protection zone, to this location.
After all, this is a national park, including multiple protection zones, especially this Special Species Protection Zone; it's very difficult to enter without relevant qualifications.
Once discovered trespassing, one would be treated as a "poacher."
The man walked forward, looked at Kevin, scrutinized him from head to toe, then couldn't help but pat his shoulder, nodding with satisfaction and saying, "In the past six months, your growth has exceeded my expectations."
Kevin transmigrated to this world in February 1994, and now it was October 3rd.
Unconsciously, he had been transmigrated for so long, and most of his time had been dedicated to training and studying, making his days quite fulfilling.
"That's also thanks to you, Bisky is a great master," Kevin replied with a smile.
He truly should thank the man; if it weren't for his commission and invitation, Bisky would not have noticed him, let alone come to guide his training.
"Haha, actually, I'm not very familiar with her; I've only met her a few times at formal occasions. But in the association, she's quite famous," the man said with a smile.
After speaking, the man's face suddenly filled with intense interest, like a child eager to show off: "Come, come, come, I'll take you to see something good."
With that, he led Kevin away from the camp and walked into the dense forest along the path they had previously taken.
Both of them were Nen Users, so the complex environment of the forest did not significantly affect their travel speed.
Soon, they passed through the dense forest and arrived at the cave they had visited before.
"A familiar place."
Only this time, upon arriving at the cave entrance, they didn't see the Double-Headed Wolves come to greet the man as usual.
The two slowly walked into the cave.
They saw the Double-Headed Wolves gathered together; the several wolf pups from before had grown quite a bit, and one of them already had keratinous protrusions on its head. These wolf pups were whimpering.
Another mother wolf lay nearby, quietly watching something.
After the two approached, Kevin finally saw the tall male wolf from before lying on the ground, barely alive, in the center of the wolf pack.
The sharp horn on its left head emitted a faint glow, like the soft light cast by the moon.
"Is it sick?" Kevin asked; this dying appearance clearly indicated it wasn't a minor issue.
However, the man shook his head and then sat down on the ground.
As rare beasts capable of sensing good and evil and emotions, these Double-Headed Wolves were fastidious; the cave was dry, quiet, and almost odorless.
The man reached out and gently stroked the male wolf lying on the ground, and the wolf let out a faint whimper.
"It's dying; its life has reached its end."
Hearing this, Kevin squatted beside it and observed carefully.
To be honest, under his observation, the male wolf looked very healthy externally.
Its fur was shiny, and its body was robust, completely unlike an old wolf on the verge of death.
It should be noted that Kevin had been eagerly learning various knowledge about plants, animals, and minerals recently, as this knowledge would be frequently used in the future.
"These are not ordinary wolves; modern people call them Double-Headed Wolves, simply naming them based on their appearance.
In ancient times, these Double-Headed Wolves were respectfully referred to as [Haram], meaning the messengers of good and evil.
Interestingly, across these several continents, traces and murals related to Double-Headed Wolves can be found in different ruins.
In ancient times, Double-Headed Wolves were widely distributed across various continents and were revered by almost all ancient kingdoms, isn't that interesting?"
The man's face was full of enthusiasm for sharing.
Kevin nodded; it was indeed very interesting, and at the same time, he found it somewhat ironic, as these wolves are now almost extinct due to hunting.
"These Double-Headed Wolves do not gradually die like ordinary creatures due to old age and infirmity.
Even at the last moment of their lives, they maintain the vitality of youth and strength. What drives them to death might be a deeper, intrinsic will energy."
The man said, looking at Kevin, "Or can it be called a soul?"
While stroking the wolf, the man continued to speak to himself: "In this Forest Park, there is a ruin, a sacrificial site of an ancient kingdom.
They regarded Double-Headed Wolves as sacred beasts; from the murals and carvings, it can be seen that in that kingdom, Double-Headed Wolves were also messengers who guided souls onto the right path.
If one was a kind and honorable person in life, only then would they be led to the afterlife by a Double-Headed Wolf after death."
Kevin looked at the Double-Headed Wolf's appearance at this moment and thought no wonder ancient people had such a perception. At the moment of death, only the pointed horn still emitted a dreamlike phosphorescence, as if the soul was following that pointed horn to the land of rebirth.
"From the many ruins I have excavated and preserved, it can be understood that a very, very long time ago, when humans first landed on this land, Double-Headed Wolves followed our ancestors here.
That's why the same image appears in ancient ruins on various continents." The man inexplicably started a popular science lesson.
Kevin was also quite interested in this content and listened quietly.
"Wait a moment, what do you mean by 'landed'?" Kevin keenly noticed something unusual.
Although at first glance, it sounded like people from an ancient kingdom came to this land to live and multiply.
But the man used the word "humans," and from his meaning, it seemed they came from a more distant place, from a more ancient home to here.
The "landing" mentioned here probably does not refer to the world currently known to humans.
"It's the literal meaning; our ancestors came here, to this known world, to multiply and develop technology," the man said, making a embracing gesture.
Kevin looked at him and slowly said, "Are you saying that beyond the sea, in unexplored places, is where human ancestors truly originated?"
Hearing Kevin's words, the man smiled brightly, his gaze looking out of the cave, as if looking towards an even more distant place.
"That's right, that's the true birthplace."