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Chapter 136 Yuan Ming's Triumphant Moment

Upon seeing this scene, Liu San was so shocked that he muttered to himself, "My God, why has the lord summoned so many refugees?"

Dazhuang was a little worried. He ran behind Liu San and secretly asked, "Third Master, does the lord think we're working too slowly and want to replace us?"

Liu San's expression hardened, and he whispered a reprimand: "Don't gossip! When an adult does something, don't ask too many questions. If you do a good job, the adult will naturally notice."

Da Zhuang shrank back and quickly ran back to continue stirring the brine.

After the large pot of thin porridge was cooked and distributed, there were thirty refugees standing in front of them.

The refugees whispered among themselves, eagerly drank the thin porridge after receiving it, some saying it was too hot, but still unable to bear spitting it out.

"Drink slowly, don't hurt your throat. I summoned you here to do something. If you do it well, the remaining half pot tonight will be yours too! And you can even add meat!" Qin Ziwen looked around at the refugees. "If you don't want to do it, you can leave now."

Someone asked cautiously, "Sir, what can we do for you?"

"Walking along mountain paths and carrying things, it takes about three hours of work."

Upon hearing these words, the group of refugees whispered among themselves and finally agreed in unison.

Seeing their performance, Qin Ziwen knew perfectly well that while they could be used to move some things and create a disturbance, it would be difficult to gather them for battle or hunting. If the other side was even slightly aggressive, they would simply flee in panic.

"Come with me."

Qin Ziwen, along with Du Yu and a group of refugees, descended the building in a dark mass.

Wang Xiaoli, who had just come upstairs, heard footsteps from upstairs and quickly moved aside. She saw Qin Ziwen standing in front of her and subconsciously lowered her head.

Qin Ziwen passed by her, followed by Du Yu, who was tall and exuded masculinity.

Immediately afterwards, a group of disheveled, unkempt men and women passed by from behind.

Where did these strangers come from?

Wang Xiaoli felt something was strange, and then, as if she had just realized something.

Could these all be summoned beings?

She covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock.

After leaving the building, Qin Ziwen led a large group of people out of the south gate.

Along the way, he was seen by some neighbors.

But Qin Ziwen and his group moved quickly and soon climbed the mountain path along the north slope.

In the evening, we finally arrived at the giant ground sloth's corpse.

As Qin Ziwen approached, Qin Ziwu and the others emerged from the nearby bushes.

"Big brother, you're finally back."

"What's wrong?" Qin Ziwen noticed that the atmosphere was a bit off.

Qin Ziwu said, "About half an hour after you left, that short-faced bear came. We threw several Molotov cocktails at it and scared it away. Later, it tried to approach from another place, but Brother Yang noticed and threw a Molotov cocktail at the short-faced bear, which forced it to leave."

Du Yu asked, "Has the Short-Faced Bear arrived yet?"

Qin Ziwu said, "No, he was probably frightened."

Du Yu pondered, "It might have been frightened, but bears are very vengeful. Once it recovers, it might come back again. Don't let your guard down."

Du Yu looked back at the refugees. If the short-faced bear came over again and scared the refugees away, it would be troublesome.

On the ground, the giant ground sloth's corpse had been cut into several pieces.

"Brother, these are the arrows that were shot at it before. Most of them are broken." Qin Ziwu took out carbon fiber arrows from behind him. Some of the arrowheads were bent, and most of them were broken horizontally.

"Hmm." Taking the broken arrow, although it was expected, I still felt a little heartache.

Currently, carbon fiber arrows are essentially non-renewable.

This arrow is very light, has high tensile strength, long range, and great power.

However, its drawback is that it is weak against lateral impacts and is prone to brittle fracture when hitting hard objects or bones; simply put, it's a glass cannon. The group lit a fire around them, and then, under the cover of night, began dissecting and cutting up the sloth meat.

As time went by, the meat was cut open one by one.

With everyone working together, the enormous prey was gradually broken down into small pieces of meat.

Then the group, carrying meat and holding torches, walked through the mountains and forests like a long, thin ant colony.

The procession sang songs and hummed folk songs, with torches burning brightly.

In the woods behind, the short-faced bear stood upright, its massive body hidden behind a tree. The fur on its chest and arms was singed and blackened, and the torchlight reflected in its pupils.

A low growl came from his throat.

In the end, they didn't catch up.

After the humans had gone far away, it cautiously approached the giant ground sloth carcass, which had been dismembered and reduced to a pile of scraps, and began to gnaw on the discarded offal and leftover food.

Ten p.m.

Hu Huilan sat restlessly on the sofa, "It's so late, and Xiaoming still hasn't come back."

Yuan Dajun took out his treasured cigarettes, sat on the sofa, puffed on them, and frowned.

"Stop just smoking, hurry up and think of something else."

Yuan Dajun said, "I just went to Dr. Wang's house to ask, and his wife said that Wang Jun hasn't come back either. They are from the same team, so he was probably delayed by something."

Hu Huilan sat down, but she was still restless.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Hu Huilan quickly got up and opened the door.

Upon seeing Zhang Liang outside the door, she quickly forced a smile and said, "Old Zhang, have you found out where Xiao Ming is?"

"Sister-in-law, don't worry," Zhang Liang comforted her. "They're not our alliance's hunting team, so I can't get much information from them right now, but they should be fine. After all, we've hunted this area so many times, and there aren't any particularly dangerous wild animals here. They must have been delayed by something."

Footsteps sounded again outside the door.

The three people in the living room turned around.

It is Zhang Liang's wife, Lin Xing, and Zhang Zihan.

Zhang Zihan said, "Dad, Uncle Yuan, I just asked around, but no one saw Yuan Ming and the others. However, someone said that Yuan Ming, the team leader, took a group of people out this evening. I heard that those people had messy hair and were dressed like beggars."

"Phew—Mom, come quick and give me a hand." Yuan Ming's panting voice came from outside the door.

Yuan Dajun breathed a slight sigh of relief and stubbed out his cigarette.

Zhang Liang turned his head and said, "It's Xiaoming's voice."

Hu Huilan quickly got up and was the first to run out.

Outside the door, Yuan Ming was bent over, carrying two large strips of meat on his shoulders.

Long strips of meat hung on his shoulders, and he had a beaming smile on his face.

Seeing her son like this, Hu Huilan's nose stung with tears. "You brat!"

He quickly stepped forward to help take the meat strips.

So heavy!

Zhang Liang, Yuan Dajun, Lin Xing, and Zhang Zihan got up and followed them out. When they saw the two huge strips of meat, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Lin Xing was momentarily speechless. She looked at her husband, who was the captain of the hunting team. Including him, there were ten people in the team. The amount of meat they brought back each day ranged from six or seven pounds to only one or two pounds.

Since taking this position, all the meat I've accumulated is probably less than the one Yuan Ming is carrying on his shoulder, which must weigh nearly a hundred pounds.

And Hu Huilan still had a whole piece of that meat in her hands!
(End of this chapter)