Initial Display of Talent

Fire blazed and wood crackled.

A strange fragrance permeated the logging hut. Joyous atmosphere +1.

Li Siwen remained sitting in the corner, smiling shyly. Sense of presence -1.

"This is an Iron Ring Black Snake. Look at the patterns on its skin, doesn't it look like a chain of iron rings? This kind of snake was common in the forest. It was very poisonous. If one was bitten, they would lose half their lives."

The bulky logger Old Zhao bragged. But his snake-skinning skills were not bad.

"Old Zhao, stop bragging. You didn't catch this Iron Ring Black Snake." Old Chen, the more modest logger smiled. At this moment, with food available, the four of them and the militiaman Song Hu's perception of Li Siwen had finally improved from a little chicken to a little cock. Li Siwen had officially joined as part of the group.

The militiaman Song Hu was to roast the snake meat. He was the only one who was still worried. It was a major thing that the Feudal Lord did not return last night.

But no matter how worried he was, he couldn't resist the smell of roasted snake meat. He took the axe. After leaving the largest piece for himself, he split the remaining snake meat into four parts and one small part.

No one objected to the size of meat they were distributed. Neither did Li Siwen. After all, he was a humble farmer. Under normal circumstances, if he was not the one who caught the snake, he wouldn't even be given a bit of meat.

In addition, he wished that he could still remain unnoticed. He was now in the developmental period. What kind of limelight or honor would he need? Among the five people, the average Strength of the four loggers were above 8 points. The Strength of the militiaman was at least 12 points, and the Overseer Sun Tieshi should have at least 20 points. The Strength of the Feudal Lord must be at least 30 points.

With such data comparison, who was he to feel that he was treated unfairly?

He chewed this small portion of about half a catty of snake meat carefully. Li Siwen ate it very slowly. He waited until everyone else had eaten it up before he finished it. The snake meat was delicious, but it didn't have any magical effect. When he set off, his Stamina had barely recovered to 3 points.

The militiaman Song Hu took a spear and walked in front, followed by four loggers, then Li Siwen.

However, they didn't walk fast and kept their guard. It took them almost an hour to reach the brook when it was just three miles away. So far, they have seen no gray wolf.

The water in the brook was long gone. Landslides had washed away many places, including the route they usually took.

"Where did you see those gray wolves yesterday?"

Expectedly, Militiaman Song Hu asked carefully.

"It came from that direction. I think we can take a detour." Li Siwen pointed to the west. There were many puddles and big fishes.

"Okay, detour!" Militiaman Song Hu was apprehensive. It was best not to encounter those gray wolves. Of course, if the Feudal Lord could return quickly, it would be the best. With him around, the grey wolves wouldn't even dare to enter within five miles of his territory.

The six of them quickly changed directions. With an unspoken mutual understanding, everyone ran more than a mile toward the west. Only then did they cross to the other side of the brook. It was not long before the young logger Liu Er pointed to a large puddle in the front of them.

"Fishes, there are big fishes!"

"Shut up, keep your voice down!" The old logger Old Zhao turned around and glared at him. Soon, even he couldn't remain calm.

It was a big puddle of water, fifty to sixty square meters. There were five big one-meter-long fishes inside. Although they were loggers, it didn't mean they didn't know about fishes or had never eaten them.

Before Militiaman Song Hu could say anything, loggers Old Zhao, Cao Da, Liu Er, and Old Chen grabbed their axes and swung downwards. In the blink of an eye, they killed five big fishes, dragged up their corpses.

After all, the Strength of these four was by no means comparable to Li Siwen yesterday.

"Hahaha! These are at least four hundred catties. It should be enough to feed us for five or six days!" Logger Old Zhao laughed particularly unrestrained.

But Cao Da and Liu Er sneered. They held one fish each. Their meaning was obvious.

Seeing that an internal fight was about to break out, Li Siwen, who hardly had much sense of existence, whispered, "There seems to be another puddle ahead."

"Heck, whoever dares to snatch with me, I'll cut him up alive!"

This time, even the militiaman Song Hu couldn't help but begin killing the fishes. This area was close to the brook and there were many big puddles. The few of them swept the area and got 20 to 30 big fishes, and even more medium-sized fishes.

Li Siwen did nothing; he just hid secretly. First, he went to the brook to fill up his water gourd. Then, he picked up the most lively big fish and began eating. His Stamina was now 15. The need for food was more than the four loggers, but a full meal would last a long time. For example, after he ate the big fish yesterday, he traveled, then cut down four gigantic trees, which consumed 20 points of Stamina. The cost performance was very high.

When he finished a whole big fish, the fish-snatching finally stopped. They didn't stop voluntarily. Two gray wolves had appeared in the distance and caught the attention amongst the fish frenzy.

"Don't panic, don't be alarmed, and don't think about running first. Whoever runs first will die first! Gather, gather! Retreat slowly."

The militiaman Song Hu yelled.

"But our fish!" Liu Er shouted unwillingly

"Damn, do you want the fishes or do you want your life? There are so many more fishes behind us! It'll be enough even if we only bring half of them back!"

That improved the morale of the four loggers. But they only retreated halfway when another two gray wolves appeared along the brook in the northeast. Their unhurried appearance made them look more like soldiers in formation rather than beasts.

Li Siwen suddenly threw the big fishes into the brook, leaving only two behind.

His actions attracted scoldings from the loggers, even his ancestors were not spared.

Li Siwen was unaffected. There were too many fishes and people were easily distracted and overwhelmed. Some people would want to run away.

And since these gray wolves didn't charge at them, it shows that their numbers were not advantageous. Hence, keeping two big fishes would prevent them from leaving empty-handed, but also maintain the maximum combat effectiveness and cohesion.

This was the best way!

Of course, there was another reason. Somehow, Li Siwen felt that these gray wolves were very intelligent. It seemed they were almost capable of becoming spirits and had come prepared.

Perhaps, the two militiamen and fat cooking aunties in the territory already got eaten up.

Thinking of this, Li Siwen activated his Spirit Vision immediately, covering a radius of ten meters. At the same time, he quickly guessed, if the gray wolves ambushed them, where would they come from, and who would they kill first?

"Careful, behind you!"

The militiaman Song Hu suddenly roared in front of him, but Li Siwen was at a loss and didn't seem to have heard him. The four loggers also shouted. Yet, he still seemed like he didn't hear them. But in the next moment, he took a step back suddenly, lowered his body, lunged, and swung the iron axe with both hands. It was as if he had eyes on his back!

One strike!

Blood spurted from the top of the head. At the same time, a robust gray shadow crashed to the ground. Its internal organs and intestines were thrown all over the floor. A gray wolf that suddenly sprang out of the brook was sliced open by Li Siwen's axe!

Such sneak attacks usually resulted in death. With a distance less than 10 meters away, with the wolf's speed, even if Li Siwen reacted in time, it would be hard for him to escape death.

But with the assistance of Spirit Vision, he knew what was happening within 10 meters.

The surrounding wolves howled. Li Siwen pretended not to hear them. With another step forward, he slashed his axe and cut off the head of the wolf.

In an instant, he absorbed a yellow light richer than that of a big fish, turning it into the yellow orb. It was worth 4 Spirit Points! This was definitely an elite gray wolf!

"Retreat, quick retreat!" The militiaman and the others quickly moved backwards to Li Siwen's front. The logger Old Zhao gave Li Siwen the thumbs up and pulled the gray wolf's corpse, which was nearly 200 KG. Cao Da and Liu Er each picked up two big fishes and the group sped across the brook. The howling of at least a dozen wolves continued.

Somehow, the few wolves that appeared earlier on didn't cross the brook to chase them.