Chapter Thirty-Six Mutation

  For the next three days he did much the same thing, setting traps, gathering game, storing nuts and dried meat, doing everything he could.

  And that increasingly large pit has also been filled with more and more wooden barrels, now totaling six.

  Three buckets full of nuts and three buckets full of meat.

  Every day, he can get a dozen or so prey, with an efficiency that is astonishing to the point where even he himself is surprised.

  What's most important is that this automatic hunting method is relatively safe, and there have been no mistakes in the past three days.

  Everyone was delighted to get a large amount of food every day, laughing with joy, but they didn't know that Wang Yang would take the same amount of dried meat away for storage.

  Because adults went out hunting during the day, it didn't attract too much attention.

  Occasionally one or two adults discovered something was amiss, feeling that the wind-dried meat seemed to be less when they were brought back by Wang Yang with a huge amount of prey, and they were overjoyed to the point of being dizzy.

  Zhang San has also become a professional barrel maker, whether it was out of interest at first or being forced into it these past two days, in any case this job has definitely fallen on his head.

  So, people can't be too clever sometimes, or else they might get controlled by that evil capitalist Wang Yang.

  Heaven has unpredictable wind and cloud, people have unexpected disaster and blessing, good luck will not always follow a certain person.

  That day, Wang Yang encountered a tricky thing.

  He still looked the same, carrying two wooden buckets and equipped with a bone-tipped wooden spear and small stone cones, striding briskly into the forest.

  Before they could even get close to the fruit tree "one", they heard the roar of a saber-toothed tiger from not far away.

  Judging from the sound, Hu Yaobang should be under the fruit tree "one", continuously roaring, and it's unknown what he was calling for.

  Wang Yang quickly put down the wooden bucket and quietly climbed up the big tree, using the gaps between the branches to see the saber-toothed tiger slowly circling below, sniffing at the remaining bloodstains on the ground.

  It was obvious that he had been enraged to the extreme this time, with a fierce gaze and a large mouth opening and closing one after another. From the depths of his throat came out one angry roar after another.

  For three consecutive days, it had been hunted so many times in its own territory that it could no longer bear it and was likely to engage in a final battle.

  If it sees itself at this time, there will be absolutely no good outcome.

  What made Wang Yang slightly puzzled was that this guy had been letting himself go wild for three days, and by rights shouldn't care about himself anymore.

  What's gotten into you today, what's going on?

  Wasn't it somewhere else for these three days, rather than in its own territory?

  This explanation is quite reasonable, it just so happens that it matches the situation where he hasn't shown up for three days and suddenly got angry today. But where did this guy go? What did he do?

  Wang Yang didn't intend to think deeply about this matter, he only cared about today's hunting trip.

  The central area where the saber-toothed tiger is located seems to have no chance, and it appears that the hunting location needs to be transferred.

  He walked around in a circle, went left, and from this area along the foot of the mountain, he could also walk to the orchard.

  The area on the left has always been difficult to walk through, mainly because there are many wild grasses and thorns on the ground. When you step down, you have no idea if you will step on a snake or not.

  So here hastily set up a trap and slowly approached the foot of the mountain.

  Although I walked a bit slower, it took more than ten minutes to reach the foot of the mountain.

  On the mountain and under the mountain, there is still a distinction, meaning that there are gaps, it will not be perfectly connected, but because of the difference in height, slanted light can leak in.

  That ray of light, in the forest that blocks out the sky and sun, appears especially bright, even transforming into white light, with a sacred aura.

  These white lights, at the foot of the mountain, surround the mountain body in a circle, like the three-eighth line drawn with chalk on the desk, separating the mountain from top to bottom into two worlds.

  Looking up, it's hard to see the situation on the mountain. It's not that my eyesight is not good enough, but rather the obstruction is too strong. The dense and lush tree branches completely block the line of sight.

  Wang Yang walked in the white light, feeling a little warmth of late autumn, and moved forward.

  He walked slowly and kept an eye on the movement in the mountains, fortunately nothing happened.

  Arrived at the fruit forest, began to set traps.

  The fruit tree is now bare and nothing can be seen, the leaves have fallen to the ground, leaving only withered branches.

  Wang Yang finished arranging and climbed up the tree, looking around in all directions.

  He was looking for a new trap setting location, which didn't necessarily have to have many fruit trees, but had to have many small animals coming and going.

  This can guarantee that there will be gains every half hour to an hour.

  Such locations typically have several symbolic features, food and water sources.

  Water is the source of all things, everyone needs it. Some animals drink blood, drink dew on leaves, and some animals eat plants with more water content.

  In short, without water, nobody can survive.

  This is also why places like streams, rivers, lakes and rivers are constantly staging killings, even if it's just a small pond, you can see the bright red blood.

  Within tens of meters, there shouldn't be any more water sources. The small stream from the mountain cave isn't flowing in this direction either, but rather passes through the territory of the saber-toothed tiger, then the black bear's...haven't gone to explore yet.

  However, just because there is no ready source of water does not mean that there are no small animal gathering places nearby.

  Food is also one of the key factors.

  This thing feels very complicated, but it's actually quite simple when you say it out loud.

  Everyone knows about food chain?

  Lions and tigers, what do they love to eat? Pigs, cows, sheep, and horses, as long as they can be eaten.

  What do pigs, cows, sheep and horses eat? Pigs are omnivores, cows eat grass, sheep eat grass, horses eat grass.

  Well... then... okay, I guess everyone is dizzy, let's take a simple example.

  Vegetables are for rabbits, moles and the like.

  Rabbit eyes familiar to whom to eat? To animals with a slightly larger body.

  So can it be said that where there are more vegetables and wild grasses, there are also more small animals?

  Wang Yang remembered that this theory came from a certain episode of a TV show, and nothing else was remembered, just remembering this rhetorical question.

  It's ready now, can be used.

  He knows a lot of wild grass in that place, which is the area we just passed by, where there are many venomous snakes.

  That's also the easiest place to harvest prey, and relatively speaking, the effect of these dozens of fruit trees is not so outstanding. After all, that group of fruit bats is not stupid, watching their companions being killed again and again, they understand it's very dangerous.

  Unfortunately, they can't see how dangerous it is and how they are trapped as soon as they enter the wooden barrel. Obviously, that wooden barrel doesn't have any vital energy, could it be a new animal?

  Don't think it's funny, maybe in their eyes it is just like this.

  He remembered some information he had gotten from somewhere that a certain backward race thought the first people they saw riding horses were gods descending from heaven, centaurs.

  It can be seen from this that cognition is too important.

  Before Ke Wang Yang could find a suitable location, a sudden rush of footsteps came from the mountain behind him, and something was about to come rushing down.

  Everyone happy New Year's Day, by the way, asking for collection, asking for recommendation votes!