Quadruple split.

Chapter 2739 The Wild Boar Family and Elephant Hero

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Northeastern Continent, Blood Barbarian Region, Southern Steelmane Tribe Kingdom

"Big elephant, big elephant, why is your nose so long?"

Having abandoned his identity as Pastor Harry upon leaving White Mountain City, Mo Tan headed north, completely ignoring the well-intentioned advice of a priest nicknamed "Prince of the Sun," and resolutely ventured into the Blood Barbarian territory. He strolled along the desolate path, singing happily, appearing completely carefree and content.

A faint smell of feces filled the air.

The roadside was overgrown with unsightly and tenacious weeds.

Occasionally, one or two corpses would be found, but they were all bones, their flesh and organs completely devoured, leaving only bones that could provide calcium but not enough to satisfy hunger.

Compared to the somewhat rudimentary but lively and humane Skolke village or the ever-bright and bustling Dunbuya city, the scene that Mo Tan found himself in at this moment truly represented the main theme of this wild land.

It was bleak and desolate, gloomy and terrifying, fraught with danger and outrageous.

"The Elephant Song" shouldn't be playing...

"Huff, what... huff, this thing..."

Perhaps drawn by the unpleasant singing, or perhaps annoyed by the noise, a humanoid creature that looked like it hadn't showered for at least two months, with a bloated body and a hairy face, tumbled out of the roadside bushes. Its small, not-so-intelligent eyes stared intently at Mo Tan, and it asked in a muffled voice, "Who are you?"

"I?"

Mo Tan smiled proudly, his face solemn, and declared in a deep voice, "I am Elephant Hero!"

"What kind of hero are you...?"

The boar-man, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, scratched his rear end and frowned, asking, "What are you doing here?"

"I am Elephant Man!"

Mo Tan casually took off the lute hanging on his back and immediately played a piece of instrumental background music, "The Elephant Song," before saying seriously, "I'm here for tourism!"

"Tourism? Here?"

The boar-man scratched his rear end, looked Mo Tan up and down for a while, and finally fixed his gaze on the lute in Mo Tan's arms, hesitatingly asking, "Are you... a bard?"

"Yes, I'm a poet, and I also sell some Indian herbal oil."

Mo Tan casually pulled a bottle of potent aphrodisiac from his pocket—a drug that had no effect on players—uncorked it, drank the suspicious strawberry-flavored liquid in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and asked, "Want to buy some? It can make your wife fly."

"..."

Completely clueless about what the other person was trying to sell him, and also wondering why his wife had flown away, the boar-man took a while to react before slowly putting down the fairly sharp pitchfork in his hand. He then put on what he considered a gentle and friendly expression and asked Mo Tan, "Are you alone? Do you have a place to stay? Would you like to come to my house to rest?"

Mo Tan's eyes lit up immediately, and he said repeatedly, "Yes, yes! I'm an Indian oil poet who can't even kill a chicken. I've been sleeping in the open for two days and I'm worried about not finding a place to sleep."

"well."

The boar-man nodded vigorously, then waved to Mo Tan and said loudly, "Then come with me, I'll take you home to rest."

Mo Tan grinned and quickened his pace to catch up with the other person, saying cheerfully, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Pig. I don't have much money on me, and I can't repay your kindness. When we get there, I'll play a tune for your wife and kids."

"fine."

The boar-man revealed a simple and honest smile, then turned around without any suspicion and left the path, heading in some direction that no one knows for sure.

Mo Tan naturally had no reason not to follow, so he quickly jogged to keep up with the other person, inquiring obsequiously about whether there would be any late-night snacks later.

……

About half an hour later, Mo Tan was taken to the home of this boar-man, where he received a very warm welcome from the whole family.

Indeed, it is a large family in the literal sense. According to the eldest brother of the Wild Boar Man family, this simple mud house and courtyard housed himself, his wife, his eldest son, his eldest daughter, his second son, his third son, his second daughter, his third daughter, his fourth son, his youngest son, his brother's family of six, and his brother-in-law's family of eight.

Mo Tan found it hard to imagine how such a large group of pigs had been crammed into this courtyard, but the facts were undeniable. As those pig heads, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, gradually formed a dense, dark line, even Mo Tan in his current personality couldn't help but admire them. He began to think, with a hint of malice, whether the system had simply extracted the stereotypes of a certain populous country outside the game and applied them directly to the boar-people in order to save time.

Of course, this was just a joke. Given that Mo Tan had already conducted a fairly thorough background check on the main races of the Blood Barbarians under his 'absolutely neutral' personality, namely the Lizardmen, Harpies, Grey Dwarves, and Boarmen, he was very clear about their social structures, whether they were conventional social structures or social structures specific to the Blood Barbarian region.

For example, under normal circumstances, a 'family' of this size would hardly have any hospitable men and women. In other words, Mo Tan would rather believe that Shuang Ye would go to the toilet to steal and eat excrement in his spare time than believe that the boar-man who brought him here had a pure purpose.

In short, after bringing Mo Tan home, the Wild Boar Man brother briefly introduced his family and then announced that they would start a fire and cook a late-night snack.

Mo Tan, who was serving midnight snacks, was settled in a relatively clean little house in the corner of the yard to rest. During this time, his eldest brother's youngest son came over and brought him a glass of water.

A glass of water with a lot of 'strong ingredients' added.

It's worth mentioning that once poison-type items reach a certain level, players whose alchemy and potion specialization levels are insufficient can no longer directly see from the item panel whether something has been added to the consumable. So, for ordinary players, the stats of this glass of water will most likely just be a simple, ordinary "water".

Unfortunately, Mo Tan has considerable expertise in many secondary specializations, especially in potion-making. Although he is far inferior to someone like Luna, identifying the 'ingredients' that can bring down anyone below the epic rank is still a piece of cake for him.

Of course, even if he knew nothing about pharmacology, he could still judge from his observation of the boar-man boy that the drink was definitely not simple.

However, he did not expose the matter on the spot. Instead, under the little guy's expectant gaze, he drank the cup in his hand in one gulp, then took out two candies and let the boar-man boy in front of him choose one.

So, the latter happily chose a candy and ate it.

Seeing that the other party had directly chosen the poisoned one, Mo Tan gave up the idea of ​​cheating, ate the remaining universal antidote, swayed a couple of times, and then went to sleep.

He was quite certain that the substance the other party had given him was not something sinister or vicious, but rather something similar to a powerful sleeping pill. After all, the former was more difficult to obtain and would easily render him unworthy of being a midnight snack, so a sleeping pill or sedative that could take effect quickly naturally became the best choice.

Even if there are still drug residues in its body, at most it will only make everyone sleep better tonight after being shared, making it an extremely cost-effective choice.

After that, the little pig left the house and, five minutes later, died in a rather artistic manner, surrounded by his family. In fact, he was almost transformed into a living bomb by the toxins in his body. Although there were no shockwaves or explosions, the spectacle was far more dramatic. As the young boar-man's head and all his internal organs were melted away from the inside by the potent poison, his remains instantly turned into a horrifying fountain, spewing out large amounts of foul liquids and bodily fluids, directly taking away his aunt who was standing nearby.

Other relatives also suffered considerable damage in this 'eruption,' so much so that no one noticed a somewhat slender and overly clean 'family member' among them in the chaos, who was then killed one by one by Mo Tan using rather fancy methods.

……

Without a doubt, tonight was an absolute nightmare for Ak Duer.

As the luckiest child in the family, he felt a little unwell because he ate too much at noon, so he said goodbye to the food and went back to his room to rest.

As a child who is only half a year older than his younger brother, Ak doesn't need to take on too much work in the 'hunting' process. Although his father and uncle say that he will eventually have to stand on his own and go with everyone to find suitable 'food' to take home, that is obviously not now.

Of course, he always actively helps his family. Although they can always get good food here because it is close to the Holy Alliance, there are too many people in his family, so going hungry is still a common occurrence. So occasionally, Ak would go hunting with his father and the others and sneak out into the Holy Domain to find some food.

Because Ake's acting skills are much better than his younger brother's, and he looks cleaner and cuter, many 'fans' fall for Ake's tricks and become real fans.

So Ak thought those 'food' were all stupid. Although the little harpy girl he met last year said that boar people like him were stupid, Ak didn't bother with her.

Ak casually agreed to help her find her mother, and then the silly girl obediently went home with him and became everyone's meal.

"The wise are those who survive to the end."

These were the last words Ak spoke to the harpy before her father slit her throat despite her desperate struggle.

This is also Ak's motto. Ak once heard someone who was a "rice" before becoming a rice cook say that many people like to find a motto that suits them.

He wanted to give Ak a name, but before that, he became food.

However, Ak didn't feel regretful, because he liked his uncle's saying, "The wise are those who survive to the end," and since his uncle wasn't interested in mottoes, he adopted that saying as his own motto after that.

In short, Ak always considered himself a smart man, a smart boarman.

In fact, he does seem to be a bit smarter than his family, if one must interpret it according to his motto.

Everything happened very quickly. Just as Ak realized something was wrong, his father's screams outside the door stopped abruptly, followed by the screams and exclamations of his uncle, brother, and sister.

Mixed in with it was also that chilling, ear-piercing, maniacal laughter.

Ak tried to do something, but found that he had lost all feeling in his legs. When he came to his senses in fear, his mother had already stumbled into the room.

"Hide, Ak, hide, don't make a sound!"

Covered in blood, the mother picked up Ak and threw him into a cabinet in the corner of the room. Before kicking the cabinet over, she left her last words: "Before dawn, no matter what you hear, don't come out!"

Then Ak heard his mother rush out of the room with heavy footsteps, and after a roar, she fell silent.

There's something wrong with today's 'meal'—

The clever Ak had already realized what was happening, but he could only curl up in the cupboard, desperately covering his mouth and nose, trembling all over as he tried not to make a sound.

Finally, it became quiet outside.

At the same time, Ak realized that he had lost his 'home' forever.

Shortly after, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Ak realized that someone had 'walked' into the room.

"Huh? Why aren't they here? Did they run away in the chaos?"

The voice that made Ak's eyes widen in horror rang out not far away, but there was nothing he could do but desperately keep quiet and memorize the voice.

He remembers the faces of the people at today's 'meal,' and now he remembers their voices.

Ak vowed in his heart that he would make the person who destroyed his 'home' pay the price in the future.

From this moment on, he is no longer 'food', but Ak Du'er's enemy!
【I'm so smart, I'll definitely become stronger than anyone else! I will find you, torture you to death, torture your family to death, and make you repay the pain I suffered today a hundredfold!】

To encourage himself, Ak desperately repeated the phrase in his mind until he could no longer hear any sound outside, until the sun rose again, a sound his family could no longer see.

Its daybreak.

Having lost everything, Ak emerged from the closet, utterly dejected.

The once bustling and crowded room was now empty except for him.

"I will get my revenge..."

Ak, his eyes wide with barely suppressed rage, roared in a hoarse voice, "I will definitely take revenge!"

After saying that, he took a deep breath and left his room.

Then--

"Hi~"

The moment Ak witnessed his family's corpses arranged in a comical heart shape, and his heart ached so much he felt like his liver was about to break, the voice that had vowed revenge suddenly rang out from just inches away.

A simple yet ingenious lasso, a completely unnecessary trap, silently strangled Ak's neck.

"Huh? Judging from your eyes, you're not planning to kill me when you become successful, are you? Ugh, so scary, so scary—"

These were the last words Ak heard before he breathed his last, his eyes wide open in death.

Chapter 2730: The End