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The sun had already set when Niu Dazhuang, suppressing his impulse, watched as a silly roe deer, with three half-grown cubs, drank some water and wagged its little tail as it left.

Damn it, I carefully nibbled on a cornbread. There's a space here, and time is frozen in that space. If a normal person didn't use this cheat, they wouldn't even be able to get a hot meal in the dead of winter. How miserable would that be!

It was almost completely dark when Niu Dazhuang could barely see anything beyond thirty meters away. Then, a yellow-skinned, short-tailed, two-eared mother ibex appeared with two calves.

"Damn it, this is the big blue sheep from the original owner's memories! This is a national second-class protected animal, the antelope, from the later era!"

That's no longer the case; the Siberian tiger has been driven to near extinction by it.

Niu Dazhuang took off his gloves, rubbed his hands together, braced his shoulder against the butt of the rifle, and held his breath. With his three points aligned, he decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" With a gunshot, the mother ibex fell to the ground. Niu Dazhuang tried to shoot the two baby ibex, but they had already run away, leaping and bounding.

Niu Dazhuang stood up and quickly walked over. His marksmanship was truly impressive; he hit the antelope in the head with a single shot.

Reaching out to touch the antelope, with a thought, the antelope, weighing sixty or seventy pounds, entered the space.

He buried the bloodstains on the ground with sand, humming a little tune, and went up the ridge.

There is a small cave on the back of the mountain ridge, which can be considered a blessing. The cave was dug by the original owner's grandfather and father.

The entrance to the cave was sealed with stones, leaving only enough space for one person to enter.

Carrying a lantern, they went to collect withered leaves and dead wood. They burned quite a bit of firewood that night; the campfire served two purposes: providing warmth and warding off wolves.

They took out a tinderbox and lit a fire, and the temperature inside the small cave rose quickly.

Take off your socks and wolfskin boots, and dry your white cloth socks in the oven first to prevent your feet from getting frostbite at night.

Niu Dazhuang didn't find hunting appealing at all. What era is this? Hunting isn't as stable as farming.

Having finally found some free time, Niu Dazhuang began to plan for his future.

It's almost 1957. If we don't prepare early, we'll starve in 1959!

The idea of ​​trading prey for food was rejected. To stockpile more food, they needed to come up with other methods.

Niu Dazhuang thought about it and realized that his biggest advantage right now was that he had space to operate and knew about future development trends.

Reselling supplies became Niu Dazhuang's top priority. But now he's working all day...

Niu Dazhuang made up his mind, and as he thought about it, he fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night from the cold and quickly added dry firewood to the fire. I glanced out of the cave without thinking.

"Holy crap!" Several bright green eyes were seen approaching the cave.

"These are wolves! So eager to die? I'll let you live a few more days. I'll deal with you when I get back," Niu Dazhuang muttered to himself.

He knew in his heart that these wolves held grudges, and now that he had provoked them, he wouldn't have a peaceful few days unless he returned to the village immediately.

He picked up a piece of burning dry wood and threw it outside the cave entrance.

The so-called wolf pack consists of only seven or eight people. Any more than that, and the adult male wolves will be driven out of the pack by the alpha wolf.

Wolves also have territories. If the number of wolves increases, the prey within their original territories will no longer be enough to support the entire pack.

After Niu Dazhuang threw out the torch, he startled the two wolves that were approaching. Seeing that their prey had been disturbed, they slowly retreated.

Niu Dazhuang was too scared to sleep after watching it all that night...

As dawn broke in the east, Niu Dazhuang, no longer needing to sleep, stretched and, carrying his M1, went back to the low-lying area from yesterday to get up.

Early morning and late evening are when wild animals drink water. After climbing for more than an hour, we saw two roe deer with three half-grown roe deer coming to drink water.

This time, Niu Dazhuang didn't hesitate. With a "bang," he shot and took down the biggest one first.

The remaining few dispersed in a chaotic manner.

Niu Dazhuang wasn't in a hurry to pick up the silly roe deer. He lay on the ground and waited. Sure enough, after a dozen minutes, the female roe deer returned, tilting her head and looking dazed.

Another gunshot rang out, sending it to its death.

Only then did Niu Dazhuang get up and gut him on the spot. A hunter who can't skin a person is not a qualified hunter.

He took out a skinning knife from his spatial storage and started with the four hooves...

After skinning and cutting the meat, the internal organs were also cleaned and stored away, keeping them by the water source.

After the two robes were separated, Niu Dazhuang released the antelope carcass from the spatial storage.

The snow on the antelope was still warm. They skinned the antelope, separated the meat, and cleaned the internal organs.

After storing the antelope's internal organs in his spatial storage, Niu Dazhuang felt hungry and carried the M1 back to the cave from the previous night.

We gathered a bundle of dry firewood, lit a campfire, and started grilling meat on a stone slab. The stone slab was smoking when we placed the sliced ​​antelope meat on it. After about ten minutes, the antelope meat slices curled up, and the surrounding oil was rendered out.

Sprinkle some salt on it, then take out the gourd.

A bite of roasted antelope meat, a sip of wine.

"Hmm, as expected of a mountain delicacy, this is excellent!"

The process was arduous, but the rewards were plentiful.

Niu Dazhuang estimated that he had eaten about three jin of antelope meat before he felt full. After eating, he felt sleepy. He hadn't slept well in the latter half of the night, so he cuddled M1 and stayed by the fire, dozing off again.

Niu Dazhuang didn't plan to go anywhere else tonight. The sun was almost setting when Niu Dazhuang finally came out of the cave.

He took out a handsaw and began searching for dry trees.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea—firewood comes first. Since we're going into the mountains and there's space, we're not worried about not being able to carry it all.

Forest rangers already exist these days, and the trees on the mountain belong to the collective. Villages in the mountains all have no-slope zones!

Even if you come to the deep mountains and forests, you can't just swagger down the mountain carrying a fresh piece of timber.

However, Niu Dazhuang is not in this category, because he has space.

Niu Dazhuang held a handsaw. He couldn't saw through pine trees that were too thick, but he would saw through pine trees as thick as a bowl, regardless of whether they were dead trees or not.

Not only pine, but also jujube and locust trees were felled. It was already dark when Niu Dazhuang finally stopped logging.

At this point, Niu Dazhuang's space already contained seven pieces of wood as thick as a bowl.

"Damn, this is exhausting!" Niu Dazhuang straightened his back and pulled a short, dry branch back to the cave.

We had slab-grilled antelope meat in the morning, and then we had slab-grilled roe deer meat for dinner.

If we eat roe deer meat again tonight, we won't just eat meat; we'll also take out cornbread. It's not that Niu Dazhuang Province is bad; it's that if we only eat meat, our stomachs can't handle it.

After finishing his meal, Niu Dazhuang drank some hot water and then wanted some flower tea. That's just how people are; their desires are never satisfied.

That night, Niu Dazhuang lit a bonfire outside the cave. Things were relatively quiet until, perhaps because the bonfire outside had an effect, when the howling of wolves could be heard.

If it were a normal person, they would go home after hunting one roe deer. If they hunted more, they wouldn't be able to carry them all back by themselves!

Who is Niu Dazhuang? He's someone who has a spatial ability.