ca-book Chapter 1232 Furry
Chapter 1232 Furry
Chapter 1232 Furry
Feng Ying thought the scene where Master Gordon crushed the ice jackal to death with his bare hands and then hung the ice jackal on his body as a scarf was very cool, and she wanted to try it too!
She felt that she could break the cervical vertebrae of a small monster with her own strength.
But my palm may not be that big, and I think I can't pinch it with one hand. How about I try to strangle it to death with both hands?
Then return to Yuechen base.
People asked: "What perfect fur! There are no wounds at all, how did you do that?"
He could answer in an invincible manner: "This one, and these other ice jackals, were crushed to death by my bare hands. They were just wild beasts."
Wow! Just thinking about it makes me feel cool!
Feng Ying was just fantasizing when Gordon's voice came over.
"Hayata, Fengying, use the back of your knife to smash them to death, don't damage their fur."
"Yeah." Hayata drew out his sword.
Feng Ying did not move her weapon and ran excitedly towards an ice jackal.
The ice jackal pounced on her fearlessly and wrapped itself around her body.
That's it!
Feng Ying excitedly stretched out her hand and tried to grab the side of the ice jackal's neck, but just as she had worried, her palm was too small to hold firmly, and the ice jackal threw her away.
The ice jackal howled, opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit towards her.
Feng Ying tilted her head to avoid the bite, struggled to free her other arm, and grabbed the fur near the ice jackal's neck with both hands.
Feeling threatened, the ice jackal became ferocious and coiled around her, tearing and scratching her.
It was not easy to stand on the snowy ground. Feng Ying lost her balance and fell to the ground, wrestling with the ice jackal.
In the chaos of the fight, the remaining few ice jackals did not escape.
In addition to being violent and fearless, this creature also has another characteristic: solidarity.
As a result, naturally, Gordon and his men passed away quickly and peacefully, and even Ansel smashed the skull of an ice jackal with the handle of a heavy crossbow.
The ground battle in the snowy forest finally ended. Feng Ying, relying on her excellent skills and strength far beyond that of an ordinary strong man, strangled the ice jackal to death with her arms.
The price he paid was that his winter clothes had been torn into tatters by the claws of the ice jackal.
She stood up panting, and was greeted by four people, three cats and two dogs who looked at her as if she was crazy.
Aibo seemed to be hesitant to speak, and Gordon Hayata also looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Ansel held his breath for a few seconds before saying, "Next time you try to choke a monster naked, you can wear stronger protective gear."
Feng Ying: "."
Gordon sighed and turned the page for Feng Ying, "Anxier, be alert, we need to finish the stripping as soon as possible and continue to look for the next group of prey.
It's best to stay away from this place. These ice jackals won't all run away. Don't kill all the ice jackals in this area."
The number of ice jackals in the nearby forests cannot be said to be everywhere, but it can be said to be an overabundance.
In less than a morning, they had obtained nearly twenty complete thick skins of ice jackals.
Considering that one or two furs combined with some cloth and leather can make a set of [Ice Wolf] cold-proof clothing, if the other teams are as efficient as them.
So today, we can collect all the furs needed to make a large number of winter clothes.
Hayata couldn't help but sigh, this is the advantage of having many hunters.
The entire Yuechen stronghold has only a few dozen people in total, but the number of hunters is more than twenty, and all of them are elite.
This proportion of hunters is unimaginable in any village, town or city.
When she was in Pokai Village, dozens of people in the village looked to her and another older hunter for animal resources.
If the village didn't raise some snow deer, it would take at least several months for hunters to collect the furs needed to make dozens of sets of winter clothing.
Based on the principle that it is not easy to come out, so do more.
The Silver Edge Team, which had exceeded its mission, did not return immediately. Instead, they found a place sheltered from the wind, ate, rested, and then continued their gathering journey.
"Aibo, mark this place on the map. The conditions are pretty good and it can be used as an alternative campsite." Ansel reminded Aibo when leaving the resting place.
Aibo nodded and finished marking on the map.
Gordon picked up a few wild peppers growing on the roadside and put them in his mouth to chew.
The spicy taste made him grimace, but his body also warmed up.
“Hiss—the biological resources in this permafrost land are much richer than we expected. There are many animals and plants, and even beehives.
I don’t know what kind of bees can collect honey in this environment.”
"Yes." Hayata responded, "The Vlasiya region is incomparable to here. Although the Everfrost Land is some distance away from the New World, it may still be in the same energy environment.
The ecological diversity here may not be as good as that of the Ancient Tree Forest, but it is not bad compared to the Great Anthill Wasteland. "
"Master Gordon, these are Bobo's footprints." Feng Ying lowered her voice and said, "There should be quite a few of them in this group."
Gordon was quite satisfied with Feng Ying's performance in paying attention to the traces around her.
He glanced at the traces and nodded, "Follow us, pick one and kill it. We have hunted a lot of ice jackals, so we need to balance it out."
Pork Chop followed him and said the second half of the sentence, "By the way, get some more meat, meow. We have two sleds, and we have to fill them up before we go back, meow."
Ai Bo blinked as he heard this.
I was almost moved by Mr. Gordon's concept of ecological protection.
The hunters followed the footprints. Bobo was easy to find walking on the snow. Just as they were getting closer to the target, Gordon made a gesture.
The two hounds pulling the sled immediately stopped and waited on the spot.
Pulling a sled makes too much noise and can easily scare away the prey in advance.
The hunters climbed up a snow slope quietly, and the target group of Bobo were just over a hundred meters ahead.
"Leave this to me." Ansel raised the heavy crossbow and locked the crosshairs on an old Bobo.
At this distance, he was absolutely sure that he could shoot through the opponent's neck with one shot.
"Wait, look over there!" Feng Ying lowered her voice and pointed in a direction.
Gordon took out a portable telescope and looked in the direction of Feng Ying's finger.
There was a Bobo cub there.
Gordon's first reaction was, "Want to eat the baby animals? Are you asking for trouble again?"
However, he soon discovered what Feng Ying really wanted him to see.
How many are those, orcs?
He is about the same size as the strange-faced people, fat and hairy, wearing a fur cloak, and his face cannot be seen clearly.
They were happily playing with the Bobo cubs, climbing up Bobo's towering back, sliding down, climbing up again, and sliding down again, as if they were playing on a slide.
(The picture comes from Rome Investigator 027 on Bilibili, also a high-quality ecological up)
"They look a bit like the Strange-Faced Tribe, but they're not them." Ansel said with certainty after glancing over there.
Now, he has done some research on the strange-faced people in the New World.
"A species of orcs that has never been discovered before?"
Gordon frowned and thought for a while, "Give up hunting. This kind of orcs seems to be very close to Bobo. Maybe they have a symbiotic relationship, or maybe they are breeding relationship.
In short, it's not worth offending an entire tribe of orcs for a Bobo."
"Ah."
Ansir folded up the crossbow and put it away. "So what should we do now? Should we go over and communicate with them?"
Gordon hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Let's leave first. The first impression of the orcs is very important. We have hunted and skinned many ice jackals. They smell too much blood and may not look good.
Record this location. Mr. Monroe is also in Chenluo, so ask for his opinion first."
Ps.
This is actually a misunderstanding of the protagonist and others. The Beast Clan has nothing to do with Bobo, but has a good relationship with the Ice Jackal.
So let's not meet this time.
(End of this chapter)