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Chapter 41: The First Snow of This Year

  Chapter 41 The First Snow of This Year

  What is called tenacity of life? When one's body has almost been torn into two parts and yet remains unyielding, that is what is called tenacity of life!

  The five-step snake shrunk its body and suddenly shot towards Wang Yang at a speed that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

  Wang Yang retreated several steps and did not harden his stance.

  Although he is not as clever as Sherlock Holmes, he can also infer that the snake will not live for long and it must be much slower now, just think of a small way to get rid of it.

  The five-step snake was greatly disturbed, and the part of its body that was pressed down hindered its bounce. The moment it pulled the stone, it also lost its balance and fell to the ground.

  Wang Yang took two more steps back and completely ignored it.

  Just as I was looking for an opportunity to get rid of it, it slowly turned its body and crawled away into the distance.

  "Stop fighting for food?"

  Wang Yang was taken aback, you say this cold-blooded creature is too calm, it's actually not good, as soon as it suffers a bit of loss, it prepares to retreat, completely not understanding that it has been severely damaged by the opponent, death is only a matter of time.

  If it were a wild boar, it would definitely think: "Even if I die, I'll still strip you of your three layers of skin!"

  However, Wang Yangke did not have the idea of pursuing victory, he was happy that Wubushi could retreat.

  "Haha, if you don't show off a bit, this kid won't learn his lesson, what's the point?"

  Wang Yang patted the dust off his hands, picked up the wooden spear and came to the front of the wooden bucket. He looked inside through a small hole and saw a 20-centimeter-long little mouse gnawing at the fruit while staring at him.

  "Wow, it's so small! Not even enough for two bites!"

  Wang Yang secretly thought that he was unlucky. He had been fighting with the Five-Step Snake for half a day, but it turned out to be such a small thing. The cost was simply disproportionate to the reward.

  "Never mind, at least it's something, being optimistic is most important."

  Quickly killing and dressing his prey, setting traps, Wang Yang quickly headed up the mountain to see how things were on that side.

  The scene of small animals all over the mountain previously had given him a good expectation for this place, especially in the early stages, when those small animals hadn't seen traps before and many should have fallen into them voluntarily.

  Only after a number of their companions have been caught will they possibly become more vigilant.

  As I walked to a thicket, suddenly a faint rustling sound came from inside, a series of soft crunching sounds followed, the frequency was neither fast nor slow, just like savoring an afternoon dessert, carefree and content.

  Wang Yang immediately became alert and hastily jumped aside, leaning against a large mountain to watch.

  All that can be seen is a gray mongoose standing upright, its two small paws grasping something and gnawing at it frantically under the shadowy branches.

  It's black in patches, looking just like leaves.

  Wang Yang looked at it for a while and judged that it was a snake based on the thing's twisted body.

  That is a five-step snake.

  That was a snake with its belly smashed flat...

  Wang Yang sighed, the cruelty of nature is indeed not just talk, as long as you can't hold on, you'll be dead the next moment.

  Especially no matter what animal, it will never talk to you about fairness, humility, or one-on-one PK.

  Targeting the old, weak, sick and disabled, they pick on those who are vulnerable.

  As one of the former soft persimmons, Wang Yang was truly deeply moved.

  So, to overthrow the fate of the soft persimmon, show off the domineering aura of the hard persimmon, and save the tragic ending of being devoured, Wang Yang decided to dry this one out.

  He quietly circled around to the back of the raccoon dog, raised his wooden spear and stabbed it with a cold arrow-like motion.

  Who knew that after the rabbit's brain grew eyes, it would instantly dodge and quickly escape.

  Overall, small animals are still a bit more agile than apes, so failure is not unexpected.

  He sighed and King Yang honestly stepped in the direction of the trap.

  Before long, Wang Yang arrived at the location where the trap was set up.

  He carefully observed his surroundings and saw that the mountain was still quiet, so he quickly rushed over, pulled out the bone spur and stabbed it.

  "Hmm, hmm, hmm~"

  The bone needle continuously pierced the flesh, making a slight sound, and when it was pulled out again, it had already been stained red, with a few drops of fresh blood still dripping onto the ground.

  Ending the lives of his prey was something Wang Yang had done so many times that he couldn't get any more familiar with it, each time saving more and more time. Faced with the pitiful cries and screams of his dying prey, he didn't have even half a reaction.

  Killing too much makes one numb.

  He said that the first time he saw a live rabbit being skinned, when he saw the rabbit without skin, its whole body was red and jumping wildly on the ground with its eyes closed, it was really unbearable to watch.

  It hurts too much, feet touching the ground, feet hurt, body touching the ground, body hurts, crying like a baby, "waaah", you can't even tell if it's expressing pure pain or asking you to give it a break.

  Wang Yang gave it a decisive blow, which was the first time he had taken the initiative to kill.

  Now he has to feel unbearable in his heart... Hehe.

  He harvested it and ran under the fruit tree. Luckily, there were no animals that could climb trees to snatch the prey away.

  He carried it on his body and quickly ran back to the cave.

  For the next ten days, almost every day was spent in a similar way.

  Go out and set traps, collect prey, respond to occasional emergencies, and when someone else gets there first, ask about their ancestors eighteen generations ago.

  There are many more examples like this, too numerous to mention.

  Of course, small animals are still killed without hesitation, no matter how cute, lovely or beautiful they look, first stab you twice and then consider other things after eating enough.

  Fortunately, during this period of time, the annoying saber-toothed tiger hid in a certain place to hibernate and no longer appeared in this area. Wang Yangming temporarily managed it with his name and words.

  This reduced the number of times going up the mountain and avoided a lot of unnecessary trouble.

  Those wolves didn't cause any more trouble, everything went smoothly.

  As for Wang Yang's savings now, there are already fifteen full wooden barrels.

  He hunted crazily, catching over a dozen every day, causing the stored food to surge, although it was only enough for half a month's worth of storage, but at least there was some foundation, and if he really starved to death, he could delay it for a while.

  And so, in the fleeting moments of time, winter arrived.

  A long-awaited heavy snowstorm, ferociously sweeping across the sky and earth, dancing goose feathers, heavily pounding on the ground, "patter", "patter", cold and silent.

  Fierce gusts of wind, blowing recklessly into the vast expanse, howling through the ages, desolating the frost. With a transparent and traceless sharp blade, scraping against delicate skin.

  Wang Yang wore a thick tiger skin coat, standing at the entrance of the cave, looking out at the icy and snowy world, and unconsciously thought of the lyrics of that song: "The first snow of 2002 came later than usual..."

  There is no other, purely thinking of the "home" in modern society.

  After a moment of absent-mindedness, Wang Yang's thoughts floated back to the present.

  His stored food obviously cannot last too long and more is needed which must be done in winter.

  "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard……" He patted his chest lightly and smiled as Wang Yang returned to the bonfire, huddled together with everyone, roasting fruit and grinning at each other foolishly.

  It's true, although speech is impossible, a smile is the best language.

  Come early and bring a chapter, after adding smile, ask for collection, ask for recommendation ticket.

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