Chapter 3: The Striped Tiger

  Forget it, I'll just start all over again. Coming from a modern society with cars, internet, and atomic bombs, can't even handle this backward old society? It's simply ridiculous. Anyway, I didn't do too well in the modern society either, couldn't even find a partner, who knows, maybe I'll have a better time in this primitive cannibalistic society.

  What can you rely on to survive in this evil old society? Yang Qiucheng carefully recalled what he could do, and the first thing that came to mind was medicine. As a graduate of medical university, although his major was forensic medicine, most of the time he still studied clinical medicine. For a forensic doctor to switch to being a clinical doctor is easy as pie, and opening a clinic would be a piece of cake.

  Thinking of this, Yang Qiuchi felt a little proud, it seems that he didn't choose the wrong profession after all. Operating and treating diseases, in the old society, even absolute illnesses like pulmonary tuberculosis were easily solved, who knows, maybe he could become a nationally renowned divine doctor surpassing Hua Tuo! Haha!

  Yang Qiuchi stretched his body and began to fantasize about becoming a famous doctor in this ancient society. First, he had to find some money to invest in buying medicine and medical equipment. Where could he buy these things? As soon as he thought of this, it was like a basin of cold water poured over his entire body. He studied Western medicine, so of course, he needed medicine to treat illnesses, but where could he buy Western medicine in ancient times? Not to mention special medicines, even the most common aspirin didn't exist! How could he open a clinic?! Surgery? Surgical knives were available, in the aluminum cabinet in the trunk, and anesthetics and anti-inflammatory drugs were also available, but not many, only enough for a few uses. What would happen when the medicine ran out?

  It's all ruined! All the beautiful dreams are ruined! Damn it, if I had known that I was going to travel through time, why didn't I learn traditional Chinese medicine? Herbs are everywhere, but if I had known that I was going to travel through time, what would be the point of learning traditional Chinese medicine? In the computer, I downloaded a whole bunch of technical stuff like machine guns, cannons, tanks, high-yield rice, cars, light bulbs, telephones and so on. If I came to ancient times with this knowledge, China could conquer the world! And in the computer, what's the point of downloading all that pornographic pictures?!

  Yang Qiuchi gently slapped his own face with the palm of his hand, feeling quite regretful. However, no matter what, he knew more than ancient people, and it shouldn't be a big problem to blend in well. Having thought this through, his heart felt at ease. Now, let's go take a look if those forensic equipment and detective devices have been lost or not.

  Yang Qiuchi crawled out of the driver's cab and turned to the back of the car, untied the rope of the car shed, lifted the canvas to take a look, and saw that several large aluminum alloy cabinets for equipment inside were disordered but intact, only then did he feel at ease.

  Just after experiencing the space-time shuttle, nine deaths and one life borrowed corpse to return soul, Yang Qiuchun felt his body was soft, walked to the creek shakingly, knelt down and drank a few more mouthfuls of mountain spring water, then used both hands to scoop up the mountain spring water, washed away the blood stains on his face, lay on the grass by the creek until he felt everything had returned to normal before getting up.

  What time is it? Yang Qiuchi raised his wrist to look at his watch, only to find that the watch was gone. Looking at the sun, it should not be noon yet. There is no road around, and it doesn't seem like a place with people, so it seems that I can only follow the stream down, maybe I can find someone's home.

  The large aluminum boxes at the back of the car were too heavy for one person to move, so it seemed that they would have to leave the mountains first and then find someone to transport the equipment on the truck.

  Yang Qiuchi untied the cyan cloth short jacket, tied the armed holster with a hidden dagger to his waist, put on his clothes, stuffed the small digital camera into his chest, and stepped on the large and small goose eggs. Stones, slowly walked downstream along the stream.

  After walking for about an hour, I saw an animal drinking water by the stream in the distance. It wasn't clear at first, but as I got closer, I realized it was a wild mountain goat. Yang Qiuchu's stomach was a bit hungry, and he touched the Type 77 pistol in his pocket, wondering if he should go hunting? In ancient times, there shouldn't be any talk of protecting wildlife, right? After thinking about it, he decided to spare the mountain goat, as it was a protected animal by the state, although he didn't know what level of protection it had. In Yang Qiuchu's impression, all wild animals that could move, except for mice, were probably protected by the state.

  Stop in your tracks and take a distant look at this wild mountain goat, its elegant appearance evokes a warm feeling of harmony between humans and animals that lingers in Yang Qiuchi's heart.

  Suddenly, the wild goat lifted its head, and its two ears stood up, showing a very alert appearance. Did it discover itself? No, just at this time, a rustling sound of dry branches breaking came from the quiet mountain stream, so clear. Immediately, several wild pheasants flew out of the grass thicket, swooping over Yang Qiuchi's head, flying towards the opposite mountain peak.

  The wild goat leaped over the brook with a burst, like an arrow off the string, and swiftly scrambled up the opposite slope, disappearing in a few bounds into the dense thicket.

  Danger! Like those animals, Yang Qiuchi felt a inexplicable fear rising from the bottom of his heart. He turned his head to look towards where the sound of snapping branches came from.

  At this sight, Yang Qiuchu was so frightened that he involuntarily took a step back. More than ten meters away, in the grass thicket, a pair of bright eyes stared straight at him from the thicket, with its mouth open and panting, and under the sunlight, a pair of sharp teeth emitted a cold light. On its forehead, a yellow stripe faintly showed a "king" character - it was a striped tiger!

  Yang Qiuchi subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, his fingers moved slightly and immediately stopped. The pistol was hanging on his body in this ancient blue cloth short shirt, and it hadn't been loaded yet. The tiger was only more than ten meters away from him, and the possible result was that before he could even pull out the pistol, the tiger would have bitten through his throat!

  What to do? Yang Qiuchi stared at the tiger, and the tiger also stared at Yang Qiuchi.

  Yang Qiuchi is not unfamiliar with tigers, having seen many in the zoo when he was young. He even threw apples at them as they lazily lay on the concrete floor of Tiger Mountain, sunbathing. Yang Qiuchi didn't think much of their ferocity back then, but now he understands that this is no ordinary tiger - it's a man-eater.

  Yang Qiuchi didn't dare move, his eyes scanned around and found that on the opposite bank of the stream, a few meters away, there was a big tree.

  Climb the tree! Even if a tiger can climb trees, with such a large body weight, it won't get anywhere fast. By the time it climbs up, I'll already have taken out my handgun and fired.

  The tiger stared at Yang Qiuchi and began to slowly approach step by step.

  Run! Yang Qiucheng turned around and jumped into the small stream. At the same time, a tiger's roar was heard by his ear, the entire mountain was trembling, dry branches were cracking, and a cold wind was chasing closely behind him!

  Yang Qiuchi jumped over the small stream in two steps, rushed to the big tree, grabbed the lowest branch with all his might, and flipped up with a hook.

  The tiger jumped onto a large stone in the brook, and then another jump, crossed the brook, and pounced on Yang Qiuchu's legs hanging under the tree branches.

  Mom! Yang Qiuchi quickly pulled his legs back, and the tiger's claws swept past his feet, only a few inches away!

  Yang Qiuchi hastened to use his hands and feet, wrapping himself around the branch like a python. He grasped the branch tightly with both hands. The tiger pounced again after turning its body, staring at Yang Qiuchi, letting out a low growl, and then pouncing once more. It was only a few inches away! The tiger's sharp teeth, gleaming with cold light, were right next to him, and he could even smell the stench from its mouth.

  Yang Qiuchi clung to the branch, his face downwards, tensely watching the tiger that had just pounced and missed. The tiger, in its haste, hadn't observed the terrain around it and had pounced from below, which was why it hadn't caught him. If the tiger had jumped up from the slope to grab him, he would have been done for.

  It's too late to pull out a gun, climb up first! Yang Qiuchu was in a panic and lay on the branch with his butt facing the trunk, unable to climb up along the trunk. But wanting to turn around on this branch that was only as thick as an arm, he didn't have the skill for it, let alone with a man-eating tiger jumping around below trying to grab him. It seemed like the only option was to climb higher towards the treetop and then pull out his handgun to get rid of this damned tiger.

  It only wriggled a little, and Yang Qiuchi knew that this idea was not feasible. Because the branch was originally short, he was already very close to the treetop, and now it was shaking up and down. If he climbed further, the branch would break at any time!