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Chapter 191 Rare Prey

George looked up and saw Lynn, a kind smile spreading across his face. "Good boy, you've come. I've prepared everything. See if there's anything else you need to bring."

Lynn carefully checked the equipment, and after confirming that everything was in order, he nodded. "Everything's ready, Dad. Let's go." So the father and son shouldered their gear, left the house, and drove to the hunting grounds in the suburbs.

The morning sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves, casting dappled shadows on the dense forest path. George and his son Lynn, carrying heavy hunting rifles and equipment, trudged through the mud, leaving clear footprints. The surrounding natural environment was tranquil and peaceful, occasionally broken by the chirping of birds.

"Lynn, watch your step, don't get distracted," George cautioned, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. As an experienced hunter, he knew all too well that countless dangers and opportunities lurked within this seemingly peaceful forest.

Lynn nodded and followed closely behind George. Although young, he had honed his skills under his adoptive father's tutelage. His gaze was equally sharp, and his ears were perked up, listening to every subtle sound around him.

The two of them continued their slow but determined journey through the forest, one after the other. Time passed slowly, and the sunlight grew increasingly intense. Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lynn's forehead, but he paid no attention, simply wiping them away silently.

Suddenly, George stopped and gestured to Lynn. Lynn immediately tensed up and followed George's gaze. In the bushes ahead, the silhouette of a wild boar was vaguely visible. It was foraging for food, seemingly unaware of the two's arrival.

George winked at Lynn, and the two quickly split up, quietly approaching the wild boar from two different directions.

Their movements were light and nimble, making as little noise as possible. Lynn's heart was filled with tension and anticipation.

He knew this was a rare hunting opportunity.

Just as the two were about to surround the boar, it suddenly raised its head and warily looked around. Lynn was startled, fearing it had discovered him. But at that moment, George leaped out of the bushes, his hunting rifle aimed at the boar.

"Bang!" A gunshot shattered the tranquility of the forest, and the wild boar fell to the ground. Upon seeing this, Lynn immediately rushed forward and, together with George, tied the boar up securely.

"Well done, Lynn!" George patted his son on the shoulder, a satisfied smile on his face. "Our teamwork was flawless!"

Lynn smiled too; he knew he hadn't disappointed his adoptive father this time. The two of them worked together to carry the wild boar on their shoulders, preparing to return to the hunting grounds to show off their catch.

However, just as they were about to leave, a discordant voice suddenly rang out: "Hey, isn't this George and Lynn? I never expected you two to be able to hunt such a big wild boar!"

Lynn turned his head and saw a man dressed in magnificent hunting attire, carrying an exquisite hunting rifle, walking towards them. He had a disdainful and arrogant smile on his face, and several hunters in similar attire followed behind him.

George frowned, recognizing the man as Tom, a well-known local hunter. Tom and George had always been at odds, constantly vying to outdo each other in hunting. Seeing George and Lynn hunt a wild boar, he naturally wasn't going to be outdone.

"Tom, you've come at the perfect time," George said coldly. "Want to have a contest and see whose prey is bigger and heavier?"

Upon hearing this, a cunning glint flashed in Tom's eyes. He glanced at the wild boar on the ground, secretly plotting something.

Although the wild boar was not small, George would need to bring out an even bigger prey to beat him. So he laughed heartily, "Alright, let's have a contest! But we need to change the way we do it; just comparing sizes isn't interesting."

George raised an eyebrow: "How do you want to compete?"

Tom's eyes lit up, and he offered a seemingly fair but actually cunning suggestion: "How about we have a contest to see whose prey is harder to hunt? For example, this wild boar is big, but it took two people to hunt it. If I can hunt a more difficult prey by myself, then I win, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Lynn felt a surge of anger. He understood that Tom intended to belittle the fruits of their father-son collaboration. He was about to retort when George stopped him with a look. George knew Tom's character and mindset well; he knew that arguing at this point would be pointless and would only embolden the other party. So, he smiled slightly and nodded: "Alright, since you want to compare like this, then so be it. But we need a time limit; we can't wait indefinitely."

Tom was secretly pleased that George had agreed to his suggestion. He quickly said, "No problem, no problem! Let's make it sunset today! We'll settle this at the hunting grounds entrance!"

After saying that, he turned and left, leading his men to continue hunting.

A cold glint flashed in George's eyes as he watched Tom's departing figure. He knew he couldn't afford to lose this time, not only for his own honor but also for Lynn's future and growth.

So he patted Lynn on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, kid, we'll win!" Looking into his adoptive father's determined eyes, Lynn's anger gradually subsided, replaced by a strong fighting spirit and confidence.

He knew that with George by their side, nothing could stop them from moving forward! So the two of them picked up their rifles and equipment again and continued their hunting journey.

They must find even tougher and more valuable prey before sunset to prove their strength and wisdom! This makes the hunting competition even more intense and thrilling...

As the sun gradually set, the light in the forest dimmed, making the hunt more difficult. But George and Lynn were not deterred by the difficulties; relying on their rich experience and tacit cooperation, they continued to search for their target in the forest.

Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their faces were covered in mud and leaves, but they didn't care.

They continued on silently. Finally, just as the sun was about to set, they spotted a precious hundred-year-old deer.

This white deer had pure white fur, as white as snow, and a lithe and elegant physique; it was a rare and precious prey. George and Lynn exchanged a glance, both understanding that this was an excellent opportunity.

They approached the white deer stealthily, then launched a sudden attack. After a fierce chase and struggle, they finally managed to capture the deer. Looking at the white deer on the ground, George and Lynn both smiled victoriously. They knew they had won the hunting competition!

As the sun completely set, George and Lynn returned to the hunting grounds with the white deer. Tom arrived just then and, seeing the deer in their hands, his face showed disbelief. He had thought victory was assured, but George and Lynn had actually managed to hunt such a precious prey. The outcome of the hunting competition was obvious. George and Lynn had won the competition with their skill and wisdom, earning everyone's respect and praise. Tom, on the other hand, could only helplessly accept defeat, his heart filled with resentment and regret.

The setting sun cast its warm glow on the forest path. Lynn and George walked side by side, their steps weary, but their faces beaming with satisfaction and joy. Between them hung a heavy wild boar, the spoils of their day's hunt.

"Lynn, this hunt was absolutely exhilarating!" George exclaimed. "My son and I worked together flawlessly; we were invincible!"

Lynn smiled, his heart filled with pride. He knew that this successful hunt wasn't just due to their skill and strength, but also to the deep bond between father and son. "Yes, Dad. With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything." As he spoke, he looked up at George, his eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

George affectionately ruffled his hair, a kind smile spreading across his face. And so, amidst laughter and chatter, the two returned home with their prey. They carefully cleaned the wild boar and began preparing to cook it.

Lynn was in charge of starting the fire, while George was in charge of cutting the pork. The firelight reflected on their faces, creating a warm and harmonious scene. As night fell, a fragrant aroma gradually filled the air—the smell of roasted wild boar meat, making one's mouth water. Gwen, smelling the aroma, couldn't wait to run over. "Wow! It smells so good! What delicious food did you roast?" she asked excitedly, her eyes fixed on the wild boar meat on the fire.

George looked up and smiled at Gwen, saying, "This is the wild boar meat we hunted today, specially roasted for you." Gwen's face lit up with surprise. "Really? That's wonderful! I haven't had wild boar meat in ages!" she exclaimed, swallowing hard, eager to taste the delicacy. Seeing this, Lynn quickly picked up a piece of golden-brown roasted wild boar meat with his chopsticks and handed it to Gwen. "Here, have a taste. We roasted it for a long time; it should be very flavorful."

Gwen took the wild boar meat, blew on it to cool it down, and then carefully took a bite. Instantly, her eyes lit up. "Wow! It's so delicious! Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and incredibly fragrant! You guys are amazing!" she exclaimed, her face beaming with satisfaction and happiness. Seeing Gwen enjoying her meal so much, Lynn and George were also very pleased. They exchanged a smile, their hearts filled with a sense of accomplishment.

However, just then, a discordant voice suddenly shattered the warm atmosphere. "Hmph! Just a wild boar, what's there to brag about?" A figure emerged from the darkness, a look of disdain and envy on his face. It was Jack, the neighbor's son.

He had always been at odds with Lynn and was always looking for trouble. This time, seeing Lynn and George hunt a wild boar...

And since it was baked so deliciously, he was naturally dissatisfied. Lynn frowned, looked at Jack, and said, "We're just sharing the fruits of our labor; we're not showing off. If you don't like it, you can leave."

But Jack wasn't about to give up. He snorted and continued, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. You just want to show off your hunting skills. Let me tell you, next time I'll hunt something even bigger than you!" With that, he turned and left, disappearing into the darkness. George watched Jack's departing figure and shook his head slightly. "That kid, always so competitive."

Lynn clenched his fists, secretly vowing: next time, he would hunt an even bigger prey.

Let Jack see their true strength! This little squabble didn't affect the three of them for long. They quickly returned to their cheerful atmosphere and continued to enjoy the delicious wild boar meat and the cozy time. As time passed, night deepened. Lynn added a few more pieces of firewood, making the fire burn even brighter and adding warmth to the night. The three sat around the fire, eating wild boar meat and chatting about everyday things.

"Lynn, you did very well on this hunt," George praised. "It seems your shooting skills have improved quite a bit."

Lynn smiled modestly: "It's all thanks to my father's good teaching."

Gwen chimed in, "Yes, Lynn is getting more and more capable. He'll definitely become a hunter as excellent as you in the future, George."

Hearing his wife and daughter's praise, George felt deeply gratified. He looked at Lynn with loving eyes, as if seeing a reflection of his younger self. At the same time, he placed high hopes on Lynn, wishing he would carry on his legacy.

Become an excellent hunter.

However, when discussing Lynn's future, George couldn't help but recall his previous argument with Jack. He knew all too well that in this fiercely competitive hunting world, strength was the only true measure of success. So, he solemnly told Lynn, "Son, remember, hunting isn't just about survival and showing off; it's also about challenging and surpassing yourself. Only by constantly improving yourself can you go further on the path of hunting."

Lynn nodded earnestly after hearing this. "I understand, Dad. I will work hard to improve my hunting skills and live up to your expectations." His gaze was firm and strong, revealing boundless anticipation and confidence for the future. George and Gwen also believed that he could do it. So the three of them raised their glasses again, clinking them together with a crisp, pleasant sound. On this beautiful evening, they enjoyed the warmth and joy brought by family and delicious food—while also looking forward to the next, even more exciting hunting trip!

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, falling on Lynn's bedside. He rubbed his tired eyes, waking from his sleep. Today was a special day; Hans had called early in the morning, his tone tinged with mystery and excitement.

"Lynn, did you know? Skywalk Company is about to make a big move!" Hans's voice sounded unusually excited on the other end of the phone.

Lynn was slightly taken aback. As a leader in the technology industry, Tianxing Company always caused quite a stir with each new product launch. He quickly sat up and asked, "What big move? Is it a new smartphone?"

"No, no, no, this isn't just a phone." Hans paused mysteriously. "It's a brand new technological product, said to be able to revolutionize the entire industry!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn felt a surge of intense curiosity. He knew that Tianxing Company was always driven by innovation, and each new product launch brought unprecedented surprises. He eagerly pressed, "What product is it? Tell me quickly!"

Hans, however, kept everyone in suspense: "Don't rush, don't rush, you'll find out then. Right now, the most important thing is that we need to be there to maintain security. This press conference is unprecedented in scale and will definitely attract a lot of media and fans."

We need to prepare in advance.

Lynn took a deep breath; he knew Hans was right. As security experts, they bore the crucial responsibility of protecting the scene. He quickly dressed and said as he walked towards the door, "Okay, I'll be right there. We need to discuss our strategy."

After hanging up the phone, Lynn rushed to Hans's office. The two immediately began an intense work discussion upon meeting. They analyzed the venue layout, personnel arrangements, and potential security risks for the press conference in detail, and developed comprehensive contingency plans.

However, just as they were busy with their work, an unexpected phone call broke the tranquility of the office.

The caller ID showed it was the head of public relations at Tianxing Company, whose tone betrayed a hint of anxiety: "Mr. Hans..."

Mr. Lynn, we've encountered a slight problem. The venue for the press conference that was originally scheduled has suddenly become unavailable.

Now we have to change venues at the last minute.

"What? Change venue?" Hans and Lynn exclaimed simultaneously. They knew this meant all the previous preparations had to be redone. Moreover, they didn't know the condition of the new venue or whether there were any safety hazards.

are all unknowns.

Hans quickly regained his composure and asked in a low voice, "Where is the new venue? We need to go check it out as soon as possible." After being given the address of the new venue, the two immediately drove there. Their hearts were heavy the entire way. The importance of this press conference was self-evident; any mistake could have serious consequences. They had to ensure everything went perfectly!

Upon arriving at the new site, the two immediately began an intensive survey. They meticulously inspected every corner of the site, leaving no potential safety hazard unchecked, redesigned the security perimeter, and held detailed discussions with the site manager. Only after confirming the safety of the new site did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the unexpected turn of events disrupted their original plans, Hans and Lynn, with their extensive experience and exceptional professional skills, quickly responded to the crisis. They knew that the task ahead would be even more challenging.

They had to remain vigilant at all times to ensure the launch event proceeded smoothly. As the event drew closer, their nerves tightened. Finally, after a long wait and intense preparations, the launch event for Skywalk's new product took place as scheduled. Hans and Lynn stood at the entrance, their sharp eyes scanning each person entering the venue.