Chapter Thirty-One: Establishing a Foothold
That "chirping" sound was not loud, but it was very noisy, and it seemed as if there were a group of owners.
Wang Yang hid behind a big tree, sticking out his head. With the sunlight at the foot of the mountain, he could clearly see that there was a group of small animals on the fruit trees.
This group of small animals has a yellow coat, white belly, and two black stripes between the yellow and white fur. They are petite in size, including their tail, which is only several dozen centimeters long.
Their mouth shape is long and pointed, similar to a fox, but overall more like an African wild dog, with a rounded nose like a pig.
Don't think this is some extinct four-not-like animal, it's just a group of raccoons.
These small animals are nothing to talk about, they have no lethal power against the apes, and what needs to be guarded against is just a harmless fart.
Wang Yang had used this trick before, that guy was similar to a raccoon dog, and he could also fart, so he wasn't afraid at all, swinging his wooden spear as he charged forward, muttering to himself.
"Everyone yield, everyone yield! I, on behalf of the New Empire, declare that this place has been occupied and will become a new colony!"
Wang Yang was as excited as if he had discovered a new continent, and with great enthusiasm, he drove the fruit thieves away one by one.
That group of fruit bats did not have any unexpected moves and launched a "poison cannon attack" in an attempt to suffocate Wang Yang.
But they could never have imagined that this person was immune to poison when it came to food, and so they hastily retreated.
Wang Yang did not pick the fruit first. He was afraid that after he left, the fruit would be stolen and then returned. So he made a move to establish his territory by urinating under the tree.
For beasts that distinguish territories by smell, this method is much more effective than driving them away countless times.
After settling all these, he put down the wooden bucket and climbed up the tree.
Each tree has hundreds of fruits, the fruit is not big, like a large cherry, red and fresh.
Wang Yang picked one and put it in his mouth, took a bite, and suddenly the fragrance of the fruit filled his nostrils, and the sweet juice spread throughout his mouth.
He didn't say another word and started mining directly.
Not long after that, they picked a full bucket and two waist bags. Before leaving, they didn't forget to sprinkle another bubble of urine to deepen the flavor.
He calculated that the fruit of these tens of trees, plus the fish caught by adults and the picked fruits, should be able to hold out for half a month.
In other words, during this period of time before winter arrives, there is no need to worry about food.
And during this time, you can make the greatest effort to preserve nuts.
In the following days, all the food found can be kept for future use.
Having found a new source of food, Wang Yang was in high spirits and hastened back as quickly as possible.
It's getting late now, it's probably around 1 o'clock in standard time, we need to make a few more trips and finish picking the fruit early.
He thought about it and hurried on his way, unknowingly entering the territory of the Bladed Tiger.
Having arrived here, Wang Yang appeared very cautious, constantly observing the movements around him.
This doesn't mean he's cowardly, but rather that after being seasoned by "poison gas bombs", the smell on his body is very strong and easy to detect.
As expected, before even reaching the first fruit tree, the saber-toothed tiger poked out its head.
Wang Yang didn't care about the fruit anymore and put down the wooden bucket before climbing up the tree.
Under the tree, the saber-toothed tiger saw Wang Yang again and was extremely angry but could only roar helplessly. It seemed that this "little monkey" had got the better of it, which was really frustrating.
Suddenly, it noticed the fruit, curiously walked over, sniffed, let out a low growl, and didn't eat it. It seemed that it wasn't its favorite type.
But it still couldn't help itself and ate one, and after just one bite, it spat it out.
Wang Yang ignored it on the tree and thought about Guozi Li in his mind.
"Is this how the fruit raccoon takes revenge on its opponent? By intensifying their smell, getting them killed, and thus eliminating its rival?"
Wang Yang sighed, this trick of borrowing a knife to kill someone was simply used with great skill, ordinary animals really couldn't compete with them in terms of intelligence.
The saber-toothed tiger below did not last long and hastily left. When winter came, its days were also difficult to pass, and it needed to store food for the winter.
Back in the mountain cave, Wang Yang saw that his little friends were not idle, they all surrounded the wooden barrel filled with chestnuts, holding stone cones and other tools, preparing to blast them open!
"Waaah!"
Wang Yang was furious and rushed over, punching the lid of the wooden bucket with great force, making a dull thud.
The little buddies were startled, turned their heads in confusion, and saw Wang Yang's face flushed red, a pair of eyes staring at them fiercely, then kept making "Woo Woo" gestures.
They looked at each other and didn't take themselves as mice caught by a cat for stealing oil, so they naturally reached out again.
Perhaps seeing that they really didn't understand, Wang Yang simply didn't explain anymore. With a tough attitude, he slapped away the small hands stretched out to him and pointed to the other side where there were wooden buckets filled with food, indicating for them to go eat from those.
Although they didn't understand, fortunately they weren't picky eaters. Seeing Wang Yang's resolute attitude, they didn't dare disobey and went to eat the fruits.
Then Wang Yang went into the forest again.
Bian Zhi Hu appeared in front of Wang Yang with his head hung low and a dejected expression.
"Hmmph!"
Facing the enthusiastic greeting, Wang Yang responded warmly: "Hey ~ no mistake, bro, it's me, Brother Wang."
Then he went to pick another basketful.
He who was familiar with the road returned quickly.
On the road, the tiger roars again.
"Hmmph!"
"See you later, buddy."
He calculated the time and thought it was still early, so he went again.
"Hmmph!"
"It's me again, buddy."
"Hmmph!"
"See you later."
He came back and forth three times in half an afternoon, picked a tree and a half, with high efficiency.
The next day, Wang Yang entered the forest again. Without a doubt, that group of fruit thieves had returned and once again occupied the Fruit Tree Paradise.
This time Wang Yang was furious and decided to give them a show of strength.
He hid behind a large tree and slowly crept closer.
Thanks also to the stench being hard to wash off, it helped him keep a distance of about 10 meters from the fruit bats, who were still completely unaware and happily having a "party".
"Go ahead and make a fuss..."
Wang Yang stared at a raccoon dog with its back to him, playing foolishly under the tree, and suddenly kicked his foot.
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yang was like a bolt of lightning, dashing forward in an instant.
He grasped the bone spur in his hand, swift as a gust of wind. Years of practice allowed him to dash out five meters in just one second from the starting line.
At this moment, the fruit bats finally realized the enemy's approach, suddenly jumping up and down, "squeaking" loudly, warning their companions.
The fruit bat stared at by Wang Yang also almost instinctively wanted to dodge to one side.
Ke Wang Yang had already entered full speed state at this time, the next second, he pounced forward, his body gliding in mid-air, the bone spur under his hand stabbed down fiercely.
"Tweet!"
This wretched raccoon dog couldn't escape its doomed fate, sharp bone spurs pierced through its body, stuck into the ground, fresh blood stained its fur.
Wang Yang didn't give it another chance to struggle, pinched its neck and twisted it with force, a "crack" sound was heard, and all breath was gone.
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