Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

According to the older generation, in addition to tigers and leopards, wild men also roam the depths of Da Liu Mountain.

Thus, a rule was passed down: one must not cross Sanlipo before entering Da Liu Mountain.

Whether or not there really are wild men, nobody in the village knows.

But no one who went in ever came out alive.

Over time, Sanlipo became a taboo subject!

In the past, Liu Bei would have turned back home as soon as he arrived at Sanlipo.

But for Liu Bei, who has been reborn, hunting is a skill he is very familiar with.

In his previous life, after his mother passed away, his three ex-wives and three children also left the village and went their separate ways.

He was too ashamed to stay in the village any longer, so he left as well.

He carried sandbags at the docks, served in the army, worked as a bodyguard after his discharge, and quit his job to start a small business after saving some money.

Although it wasn't as big as what Zhao Chunyan made, it was still passable.

After his pockets swelled, he enjoyed hunting in legal hunting grounds abroad, and over the years his marksmanship became increasingly accurate.

His accuracy was so remarkable that many young women who had given up on having children praised him for his extraordinary accuracy.

Therefore, he familiarized himself with the hunting rifle along the way.

Soon, the feel for it from his previous life returned, and he became very steady.

Breathing, wind direction, distance—all this information automatically floods into his mind.

"With marksmanship like that, we're sure to get some meat back today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a wisp of red gas in front of him.

"What is this?"

Liu Bei was a little confused.

"Is this hallucination?"

Shaking his head, Liu Bei discovered that the red gas was still there.

"Never mind that. Finding prey is the priority!"

Liu Bei continued forward, but strangely, whenever he moved forward, the red gas would continue moving forward, and whenever he stopped, the red gas would stop.

"What does this mean? Is it giving me directions?"

Liu Bei had a guess in his mind and decided to try again.

really,

After trying it for a while, it really was true.

Just as he was about to continue trying, he heard a tearing sound from ahead.

Liu Bei quickly stopped, looked around, climbed an old tree, and looked towards the source of the sound.

But then they saw two gray wolves circling around something in a small clearing ahead.

The thing had shrunk into a ball, its shell hard, and its scales gleamed with an iron-blue luster in the dim forest light.

"It's a pangolin!" Liu Bei's eyes lit up. "This is a real treasure. The meat is edible, and the scales can be used in medicine! Judging by its size, it's about the size of a washbasin, and weighs at least ten pounds!"

"Click-clack~"

The two wolves took turns biting and tearing at the scales, their teeth hitting the scales as if they were gnawing on stones, and each bite hurt their mouths.

Even so, the two gray wolves did not give up and continued to tear at each other.

As for pangolins, there's only one strategy—stay put.

You can do your thing, I'll stick to mine.

Seeing this, Liu Bei began to ponder.

"I only had a dozen or so bullets on me, and it was a single-barreled shotgun. Every time I fired, I had to eject the spent cartridge and reload."

"If it were the old Hua, and he missed the first shot, and the other wolf escaped into the forest, he probably wouldn't even be able to catch its shadow."

"But things are different now. He has the God of Guns technique! Killing two wolves is no problem!"

"Mother, my three daughters-in-law, and my children, you'll have meat to eat! Wait for me!"

"Shoot the biggest one first."

Liu Bei slowly raised his hunting rifle, the butt resting firmly against his shoulder.

The moment the right eye was pressed against the notch, the world went silent.

Wind speed, distance, trajectory—all are calculated automatically in my mind.

Thirty meters, a slight breeze to the left, the target moves slightly – correction.

Press down with your index finger.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the valley.

The large male wolf that was squatting nearby, panting, tilted its head to the side and fell straight to the ground, kicking its four legs twice before going still.

The remaining wolf was so frightened that its fur stood on end and it looked around frantically.

They couldn't figure out where the sound was coming from or why their companion had fallen.

Liu Bei's hands didn't stop.

Eject the spent cartridge, load the round, and raise the gun.

The entire sequence of movements was so fluid that it didn't seem like someone who hadn't touched a gun in forty years.

The second she-wolf finally sensed the tension, turned her head to look in Liu Bei's direction, and braced her hind legs to run away.

"Bang!"

The bullet entered the wolf's side. The mother wolf took two steps, but her front legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. She struggled a few times but did not get up again.

Two gunshots rang out, and two wolves fell.

It took less than five seconds.

Upon hearing the gunshot, the pangolin jumped, its round body rolling on the ground as it desperately rolled towards the bushes.

Surprisingly, the speed wasn't slow at all.

"Why are you running?"

Liu Bei ejected the spent cartridge, loaded the bullet, pressed the muzzle down, and aimed at the pangolin's exposed belly as it rolled—the area with the fewest scales and the softest part of its body.

"Bang!"

The pangolin's rolling trajectory came to an abrupt halt. It struggled and sprawled on the ground, its four short legs flailing about before it could curl up again.

Liu Bei jumped down from the tree and walked over quickly.

They checked the two wolves first, making sure they were both dead, before approaching the pangolin.

The pangolin was still panting, its tiny, beady eyes staring at him.

Liu Bei squatted down and sighed.

"Brother Jia, I'm sorry. I didn't want to either, but I have three kids who are as thin as bean sprouts. My three ex-wives can't even get a bite of meat when they're with me. My mother wants to beat me to death with a broom. If you're going to be reincarnated, don't be a pangolin in your next life. It's too easy for people to target you."

After saying that, he fired another shot.

The pangolin finally stopped moving.

Liu Bei stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and began to make plans.

A pangolin weighs about ten kilograms; carrying it shouldn't be a problem.

But two wolves would be a problem.

The male wolf weighed over 80 pounds, and the female wolf weighed over 60 pounds, totaling over 150 pounds.

He can't carry it all by himself.

After thinking for a moment, he dug a shallow pit on the spot, dragged the two wolves in, covered them with fallen leaves and dry branches, and then carved a mark on the tree trunk next to them.

After doing all that, he carried the pangolin in one hand and the hunting rifle in the other, and walked down the mountain along the same route.

Just then, the red dot in my mind disappeared.

Then he felt another change in his brain cells, though he didn't know exactly what it was. But based on his previous experience, he figured it couldn't be a bad thing! Humming a little tune, he ran down the mountain!

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By the time I got home, it was already completely dark.

There were no lights in the courtyard, but a dim kerosene lamp shone in the main room.

Liu Bei originally planned to secretly put the pangolin in the kitchen and then find someone to go up the mountain to carry away the wolf.

But as soon as he pushed open the courtyard gate, he saw a thin figure sitting on the stone mill in the courtyard.

Lin Wanqiu.

She was wearing her patched coat, hugging her knees, and nodding off, but she immediately looked up when she heard the sound of the door hinges turning.

"You're back?" She stood up and walked quickly over, looking Liu Bei up and down. "Are you hurt? Let me see."

"no."

"The gun didn't explode, did it? That gun hasn't been used for years, I've been worried about it..."

Halfway through her sentence, Lin Wanqiu's gaze fell on what Liu Bei was carrying in his right hand.

The light from the kerosene lamp spilled out of the main room, illuminating the pangolin with its dark blue scales.

Lin Wanqiu was stunned.

"Wearing... a pangolin?"

"Um."

"Did you hit him?"

"Of course, did you think it just jumped into my hands on its own?"

Lin Wanqiu opened her mouth, but couldn't close it for a long time. She looked at the pangolin, then at Liu Bei, then back at the pangolin.

"You actually hit it?"

"There are still two wolves buried on the mountain. They're too heavy for me to carry back by myself. I need to find someone to help me."

"Two...wolves?"

Lin Wanqiu's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

This exclamation broke the silence of the night.

The door to the side room was pushed open, and Zhao Chunyan came out wearing a coat, her hair disheveled, her face full of the grumpiness of someone who had just been woken up.

"What's all the noise about? Why aren't you sleeping at this hour..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Da'e also poked her head out from the main room.

"What's wrong? Who's back?"

Zhao Chunyan strode into the courtyard, glanced at Liu Bei, and was about to put on her usual sarcastic expression.

"You came back empty-handed, huh? I knew it..."

Lin Wanqiu stepped aside, revealing the pangolin on the ground.

Zhao Chunyan's mouth remained open, but she never uttered the second half of her sentence.

Zhao Da'e jogged over, looked down at what was on the ground, and grabbed Liu Bei's arm.

"This...this is a pangolin?"

"Um."

"Did you hit him?"

"Um."

"You?" Zhao Da'e poked Liu Bei's chest with her finger, her face clearly showing her disbelief.

"There are two dead wolves on the mountain," Lin Wanqiu added from the side.

The courtyard was completely quiet.

Zhao Chunyan stared at the pangolin for a full ten seconds, then looked up at Liu Bei, then looked down at the pangolin again, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

Finally, she managed to blurt out, "Could it be stolen?"

Liu Bei ignored her, put the pangolin in the kitchen, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going again?" Zhao Da'e shouted.

"Find someone to go up the mountain and carry the wolf. It's getting late, and we're afraid it'll be dragged away by other wild animals."

Liu Bei's figure disappeared into the night.

In the courtyard, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhao Da'e glanced down at the pangolin by the kitchen door and muttered, "That bastard, he must have taken the wrong medicine..."

Zhao Chunyan leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, her lips moving slightly.

After a while, she turned and went back into the house. As she entered, she muttered something under her breath, so softly that only she could hear it:

"Two wolves...and he's alone?"

Lin Wanqiu stood in the courtyard, looking in the direction Liu Bei had left, when she suddenly noticed something.

The way this man looks in his eyes today is different from before.

But is this state temporary, or permanent?

She wasn't sure!