All Monsters in the Wasteland Must Obey My Command.

The red moon hangs low. Gray-black mutated wolves are tearing at the remains of a zombie; a giant python with six heads is entangled in the center of the ruins, using its tail to pull out a treasure chest of unknown age; the ancient giant crocodile raises its head and roars, opening its mouth as if it can swallow the floating island in the sky... This is a restricted area for mortals and a lair for monsters. At midnight, Wen Yan walked slowly carrying a bag of homemade food (system label: animal affinity +10). It looks suspiciously like dog food. "Everyone, dinner is ready," he said. The ferocious-looking furry monsters immediately gathered around. Wen Yan sat on the hyena's thick back. Bite. [Ultimate Mission: Origin Gene Exploration] Progress update. The mission prompt rang in his ears. He raised his head and looked at the city in mid-air that symbolized power and wealth. His eyes lit up: "It's not easy to support foodies like you... Fortunately, after finishing this job, you can buy a city again."