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Chapter 1788 - 845: One Sound is Enough - Anderson with Some Achievements (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1788: Chapter 845: One Sound is Enough - Anderson with Some Achievements (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

(Seeking monthly tickets, seeking monthly tickets)

If a person is lying quietly in a courtyard at night, listening to soothing, sleep-inducing music, enjoying the tranquility of the night...

Suddenly, if someone quietly sneaks up behind him and roars into his ear, what would that feel like? If it were a fierce tiger instead, suddenly roaring from behind, how would that feel?

People with a weak heart really can’t take it.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be tales of people being scared to death.

With that roar, a few seconds later, the entire pasture descended into utter chaos.

Several old experts who were already lying in bed resting suddenly clutched their hearts and rolled over; one of them, with a shudder, stopped moving altogether!

Those outside were faring no better, especially those closer to the source of the sound, who were left dazed, standing there like puppets. Those a bit further away were slightly better off, though there were still those who stumbled and those jumping around in panic...

At that moment, let alone saving people, everyone had to fend for themselves!

The roar was truly too loud, too frightening. If it were just loud, it would not have caused such horrifying consequences, but the feeling that it emanated, as if it came from the top of the food chain, making people tremble from the depths of their souls, was the most fatal part.

It wasn’t just humans, but cows too!

When the roar sounded, the cattle’s reaction was even worse than those patrolling outside. After all, the patrol was somewhat distant, while the roar came from right in the center of the herd.

Many of the standing cows fell directly to the ground, while some were simply foaming at the mouth, struggling on the ground. Looking at their flailing limbs, it was obvious that the outlook wasn’t very hopeful.

A few of the cows that barely retained some vitality were instinctively trembling all over and frantically hiding, making the cowshed even more of a mess...

In fact, the sound of the roar was like a rolling thunder, traveling along the ground, reaching the distant city.

People further away couldn’t hear anything, but those who were already asleep suddenly woke up terrified; those awake felt inexplicably heart-palpitated...

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A few minutes later, personnel from various branches of Japan’s official security bureau gathered around, followed by officials from relevant departments and local high officials.

Despite being merely a pasture, this place’s cattle do not count as Japan’s largest by volume, but it is the country’s highest-grade beef production site.

In fact, the beef from this place is not a mere brand; it is a symbol, regarded as Japan’s Cow Breeding Sanctuary. Each piece of top-grade beef produced here adds pride to Japan’s cattle raising industry.

Aside from its symbolic meaning, the annual value created here is immeasurable. Though the world’s most renowned and top-quality beef is never exported, numerous epicures from around the world visit annually to savor the delicacy.

Just the income from the tourism and restaurant industries it brings is enough to make the local authorities laugh themselves silly every day.

Additionally, it supplies cattle seeds and seedlings to next-tier pastures, which then provide export-grade top beef to the world.

Indeed, this model is the same as the pasture Boss Yan visited when he first came to Japan. However, this pasture represents the highest beef production standard, and even those inadequate calves that it provides are eventually recognized globally as first-class beef.

Whereas that one is one of Japan’s two main indigenous cow breed reserve sites, responsible for preserving local breeds and breeding more excellent cattle through cross-selection and breeding.

Although there is a distinction, without a doubt, each represents the apex of a huge interest chain.

If Yan Fei’s previous sabotage of the indigenous cow breed reserve site left two famous brands struggling for years to recover, then his roar this time nearly eradicated the world-renowned top-rated cow breed that Japan boasts about.

It was too ruthless—many cows died, not to mention those that lived. Even if they had no internal injuries, they became like birds startled by a mere twang, utterly unfit for any major task. More ruthlessly, in the short term, this celebrated beef might face a shortage. How many years it would take to regain its glory, no one dares to guarantee.

Not only have many calves perished, but also many pregnant cows have suffered the same fate. Even if they survive, few of their unborn can be saved!

The situation with the cows was already so tragic that people forgot humans were also victims. Several with minor heart issues ultimately passed away due to untimely rescue.

In short, the scene on site was unbearably tragic. When newspapers reported on this disaster the next day, many people wept bitterly at the sight of numerous dead black cattle, feeling more pained than losing their kin.

To note, amidst yesterday’s two major incidents, they hadn’t felt so sorrowful watching the news!

Because it was truly tragic—just a glance at that field of corpses was enough to make one reluctant to look again!

It is said that this day later came to be known as the ’Mourning for Cows’ day in Japan’s cattle raising industry. Many would habitually keep vigil at nearby pastures each year on this day.