Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 1006

This kind of ferocious beast was called Taowu in ancient times, and it also has the Emperor Engine—which is common to large felines. Now the Emperor Engine is starting up, and a deep, powerful breathing sound comes from its throat as the white waves begin to move.

Armed with semi-automatic rifles, the militiamen formed five-person teams, maintaining a distance where they could see each other while searching the mountains.

After searching one mountain, someone would guard the passage before they would search the next mountain—that's how it works. They could search about ten mountains a month at most, so they definitely wouldn't find Bai Lang.

Just as Bai Lang had expected, they didn't find anything in the two days they searched. They probably only caught a few skinny rabbits and some pheasants.
Bai Lang had been patient for over a day, and just as these people were about to give up, he prepared to make his move.

Its enormous body moved silently, and its yellowish-brown, spotted fur provided excellent camouflage—perfect for this desolate, wild place, where the withered yellow grass and bushes provided just that.

Compared to a tiger, his eyes weren't large, round like copper bells, but rather slightly slender and upturned.
Bai Lang was selecting his prey—all he saw were shriveled humans. These days, people were starving, everyone was thin, and those who had become obese due to hormonal imbalances were probably already dead.

As a carnivorous predator, it would naturally prioritize the old, weak, sick, and disabled according to its instincts, and attacking adult prey would definitely not be its first choice—yet almost all of its targets are adults.

“It was indeed a disaster; many of the elderly and weak died.” Bai Lang thought to himself as he selected a man on the edge of the room—his face was dark and his skin rough, making it impossible to tell how old he was.

It doesn't matter whether this person is strong or not, because he's not as strong as Bai Lang anyway.

He crept to within thirty meters—in those days, there weren't even hunting dogs for searching the mountains, and there was simply no surplus food to feed them, so even though Bai Lang crept to such close range, no one noticed him.

This is a hilltop that's neither too deep nor too shallow, less than ten kilometers away from the production team outside, but few people come here on weekdays.

So, of course, no one was very familiar with the terrain here. The man standing on the edge was called Tiedan. He had only eaten two wild vegetable buns during his search of the mountains today, and his stomach was really upset from acid reflux.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and before he could react, he instinctively turned halfway around—and there he saw the human-faced, fanged monster rushing towards him like lightning.

He raised his arm, and just as he said "Oh," he was gone in the next second, Bai Lang pounced and took him away.

At least ten people standing on the mountainside ridge witnessed this scene. The captain, who reacted the fastest, had already raised his rifle to fire, but when he pulled the trigger, the bullet only hit the swaying bushes.

Tie Dan wasn't bitten to death, although he was indeed being held in someone's mouth. His death was swift and painless—the powerful impact broke his cervical vertebrae, killing him instantly.

Bai Lang moved incredibly fast. He circled in an arc, crossed the blockade, and disappeared on the other side of the ridge—more than one person fired, but none of them hit their target.

“If this person eats carefully and slowly, he should be able to scrape off about thirty catties of meat. Alas, that can only last for two days at most.” Bai Lang sighed repeatedly. “If this continues, this place will become Lion Camel Ridge sooner or later.”

All that's missing is a carnivorous elephant. They have felines, they have birds of prey—all they need is a long-trunked one. Bai Lang traversed mountains and valleys as if walking on flat ground, crossing three peaks in one go before finally starting to eat—"The meat is really chewy, almost entirely without fat, it really gets stuck in your teeth. I suspect that digesting this takes more energy than the meat itself."

He can only get enough heat from his bone marrow and brain. This person is already pitiful. Eating him clean is enough to honor his sacrifice.

White Wave's forelimbs are extremely well-developed, and its claws are naturally large and sharp, making them useful tools for controlling large prey, but for now, they'll be used as tools for picking its teeth.

Actually, it's a bit different from real felines. Bai Lang's saber-toothed tiger has more flexible forelimbs and a greater degree of freedom.

The Vermilion Bird should be the same in this respect; it is quite different from any bird in reality.

“Manticor.” Bai Lang also thought of the legendary Sphinx – “The interesting thing is that, both domestically and internationally, there are similar monsters with human faces and animal bodies in ancient legends, and many of them are ferocious man-eating beasts.” Bai Lang thought.

There are many legends about the Sphinx, recorded by Western celebrities. Bai Lang has heard of a theory that it might be a large predatory baboon-like primate, which is why it looks like a human face and has a strong body like a lion. As for the poisonous stinger on its tail? That could be a mutation of its fur, like that of a porcupine.
The monsters with human faces and tiger bodies in the Classic of Mountains and Seas might actually be such animals—you can't say it's impossible. Carnivorous primates are not unusual, and carnivorous baboons the size of lions and tigers might have actually existed in history.

Anyway, there's the giant baboon in ancient biology, so maybe it had a close relative that was a carnivorous baboon and survived for a thousand years.

Now that he was full, Bai Lang was interested in thinking about these issues—the poor people around him had even had their bones smashed open and licked clean.

Biting through bone with teeth is indeed quite taxing, but Bai Lang has brains; he can use a stone to smash it.

After leaving the wreckage behind, Bai Lang was driven by animal instinct and began to groom itself like a big cat. This beast's fur was different from that of lions and tigers. Although it was medium to short fur and had a beard like male tigers and lions, it had relatively coarse, stiff, half-up and half-down long hair growing on its head, along its spine, all the way to its tail.

If it looked as majestic as a lion's mane, that would be one thing, but what's the point of this mane that looks like a horse's or a pig's bristle? It's not even that good-looking.

Fortunately, unlike a lion's mane, it doesn't get dirty easily; his mane doesn't even get stained with blood or other things.

Madness has broken out outside. Right in front of everyone, a huge, yellowish-brown beast suddenly appeared and dragged a militiaman away. This is a direct slap in the face! And it's not afraid of people, it even dragged someone away. This is an extremely dangerous beast.

If we don't kill it, locals will probably be dragged away by this beast every now and then—everyone has experience with this; once a wild animal has eaten a human, it will habitually prey on humans, so it can't be allowed to live.

A dozen or so people saw the beast, but described it in at least three different ways. However, the color and pattern were consistent: "It's a yellowish-brown color, not like a tiger's, but a darker color with stripes and spots, so it's definitely not a tiger."

Everyone agreed on the animal's color, and the witnesses believed it was definitely not a tiger. Some said it was a leopard, others said it looked like a bear, and one witness even said it resembled a large horse.