Chapter 192: Let’s Run, Fox (VIII)
The weather gradually cooled and mountains of food were piled up in the lion warehouse, but with their appetite, it would probably only last for half the winter. At the beginning of winter, they still needed to go out to hunt and gather necessities, but it was basically impossible to do so in the middle and late period.
Shang Ke’s field had already shown results. Lush green leaves with minutes of frost looked especially tender. There were small and exquisite winter fruits hanging off a tree like pearls. On the other side, there was also a pink velvet flower that welcomed the winter wind with its blooming, gracing the world with its short-term beauty.
Shang Ke re-paved the stone road outside the house and planted green vines on both sides, which covered the cracked ground with a layer of green. The vines extended to the fence and walls, decorating the formerly rough dwelling into something that looked out of a fairy tale. It had become the most beautiful area of the tribe.
Under his influence, many females began to plant plants around their houses. But because of their poor care, the plants either died or were dying. They came to ask Shang Ke for help, and Shang Ke did not refuse, patiently demonstrating planting methods and teaching them to distinguish plant varieties.
Different from the crude and boorish ways of other males, Shang Ke was thoughtful, gentle and polite to females. After several contacts, he quickly won unanimous praise from females and was almost regarded as a “friend of women”. At the same time, he also attracted many gazes from the women..
In the past, Yanu seldom dealt with people because of his own defects, and he had no friends in the tribe. People’s understanding of him only extended to him being mute, withdrawn and weak. Now he had become Shang Ke, who was less pessimistic and more calm, and gradually exuded his brilliance. In fact, the former Yanu wasn’t bad. He was hard-working, kind and simple, but paid too much attention to his own defects, so that he missed many beautiful opportunities.
At first, Shang Ke thought he was traveling through different worlds and resurrected in different people. But ever since he saw that scene, he had a faint feeling that every time he went to a world, it was his past experience. And every person he became, was also his former self.
Now that he thought about it, every time he became another person, he adapted very quickly. Especially in the last world when he was looking for a body to resurrect as a ghost. He had failed several times at first. Perhaps there are coincidences in the world, but him finding his body was not one of them. It was like an unseen hand behind him in the world that guided him to truly find his own body.
Shang Ke shook his head, and let go of these conjectures for a while. He concentrated on the work at hand. As long as he finished the missions, the answer would be revealed one day.
“Yanu.” Suddenly someone called his name behind him. Shang Ke looked back and saw Xite coming towards him with a smile.
As Mutu’s brother, Xite was not in a low position in the tribe, but Mutu had already seen his ambition, so he began to alienate him intentionally and sent someone to spy on him.
Xite quickly noticed the change in Mutu’s attitude towards him, but he didn’t suspect that his plot had been revealed. He only guessed that after Mutu became the Chief, he was trying to stabilize his position and was on guard against any problems.
Last time, the avanis took the opportunity to sneak attack on the tribe, which made XIte realize their cunning and he no longer dared to collude with them again. He remained quiet and did not do anything for a while. Recently, however, his status continued to decline while Mutu was enjoying a prosperous life that ignited his jealousy again.
Today, Mutu took people to meet the hunting party. It was said that they found a herd of mountain sheep that had a population over sixty. They needed people to help haul back the hunt.
Mutu didn’t take Yanu with him for once, so Xite decided to come and try his luck. He didn’t pay attention to him before, but after taking a closer look, this fox beastman was really good-looking. He wouldn’t lose to the females in the tribe, and in some cases he was even better than them.
He watched him stand under the green vines, his long hair flowing and white tail swaying. His peach blossom eyes were full of life and charm.
Xite couldn’t help but swallow his saliva and stepped forward. He came to Yanu’s side and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his waist.
Shang Ke sidestepped and looked at him coldly.
“Don’t be afraid, I just want to be more familiar with you.” Xite leaned over to him again, with a harmless expression on his face, trying to win his favor.
Shang Ke narrowed his eyes, picked up his shovel, and knocked a few times on the stone.
Not knowing what it meant, Xite was about to speak when he saw a black shadow suddenly rushing out from the side. It stood in front of Shang Ke like a hill, heavily snorting at him in anger.
To Xite’s shock, it was that loch bull raised by Yanu. He was no longer that small calf. Now he had a sturdy body and full muscles, along with bright and smooth black fur. Plus, after spending so long in the lion tribe, it gained a might and dominating air. It was no longer timid.
Shang Ke rubbed his head. The bull immediately put away his hostility, his eyes curved happily, and he rubbed his hand intimately.
Xite knew that he had no chance today when he saw this bull. As he was hesitating, a warning whistle suddenly came from nearby.
Shang Ke changed his entire expression and quickly ran towards the tribal center. Before he got close, he heard the barking of a avani.
Avani again? Shang Ke subconsciously looked at Xite behind him, and then shook his head secretly. This period of time, Xite had been under the monitor of Mutu, and had no chance to contact the avani. Besides, with the last lesson, he should be afraid to cooperate with them again, unless he intended to commit suicide.
When they ran to the tribal center, the lion warriors had already started to prepare for the war, and each took up arms, rushing to the invaders outside the fence.
However, unlike last time, the avani did not immediately rush the fence of the lion tribe, but threw many water bags into the tribe. The water bag hit the ground, spilling a black liquid with a pungent scent.
Other beastmen didn’t know, but Shang Ke knew very well that this was—oil, crude oil without any processing!
Shang Ke opened his mouth to warn them, but there was no sound except a sharp pain in his throat.
Don’t go over there!
Many lion people were splashed with oil and ignored it. They continued to rush to the enemy fiercely, but they didn’t know that they were facing a group of death gods.
Shang Ke didn’t expect the avani to find crude oil and used it as a weapon to attack the lion tribe. Under the crude oil’s attack, the unsuspecting lions were bound to pay a painful price.
Shang Ke’s brain began to run rapidly: What to do, what to do, what to do?
Looking at the torches being thrown high, Shang Ke realized that it was too late to do anything now. There was only one thing he could do—kill!
He drew the dagger from his waist, rushed to the fence that was alight with torches everywhere. With a couple leaps thanks for his flexible body, he arrived within the group of avanis.
At the same time as he landed, muffled sounds rang out behind him and burning red flames rose like a phoenix unfurling its wings.
Shang Ke raised his head, his eyes lit up with anger, and in howls of pain and fear, he murderously waved the dagger in his hand.
The burning fire, the choking smoke and the lion people who were swallowed by the flames attracted everyone’s attention.
Listening to the shrieks of the lions, the avanis shouted excitedly. They waved their weapons and rushed aggressively towards the tribe.
At this time, the lion clan had lost most of their resistance. The fire that couldn’t be extinguished scared them. The avanis easily broke through the protection circle.
Their purpose was very clear—to burn, kill, rob and plunder!
They didn’t notice their companions rapidly decreasing. A phantom-like figure quietly harvested their lives behind them, leaving behind corpses in its wake. The white figure, the quiet kills, the splashes of blood, the brilliant red flames, and that sharp dagger… It all woven together into a dazzling scene that was a huge contrast to the chaos.
As more and more avanis fell, they finally discovered Shang Ke’s existence. Looking at the dead bodies littering the ground, the avanis were surprised and angry, and gave up hunting for others, shouting to kill Shang Ke.
Shang Ke was fearless. He faced their blades and axes by brandishing his own dagger and reducing their numbers.
The lion tribe soon noticed the abnormality there, and saw that thin figure, fighting alone under the siege of dozens of avanis. Blood was sprayed on his white hair and tail, tainting that pure color red.
A long blade ran across Shang Ke’s back, leaving an injury deep enough to see bone. Shang Ke stumbled and turned back to avoid another man’s vital attack. Pieces of hair were cut off and floated away.
They clearly sensed that his physical strength was about to reach the limit, and his movements were no longer flexible before, but even so, his eyes were still cold and stiff, and he did not flinch.
A fox beastman could bravely fight to the death with the enemy, while the strong lion tribe had panicked like cowards!
There was a flash of anger and shame in their eyes. They took up arms one after another and roared at the enemy.
Shang Ke’s calmness and bravery silently infected them, making them gradually overcome the fear brought by the flames. They regained their dignity as warriors, and fought against the invaders in front of them.
At this time, they did not need words to encourage them. They just needed a weapon and some courage.
As the battle unfolded, all the lions found that the number of avanis was not as much as they imagined, at least it wasn’t an overwhelming advantage. When they noticed the dead avani that extended outside the tribe, they suddenly realized that before the enemy had rushed into the tribe, the fox beastman had already started fighting silently.
This decisiveness and determination made everyone feel heartfelt admiration.
The fire was still burning, but under the onslaught of all the lions, the avani gradually retreated, leaving nearly a hundred bodies and running away in a mess.
But as soon as they escaped from the tribe, they met Mutu and others who hurried back. Seeing the tragic scene in front of them, these lion warriors got angry and cut down these deserters to pieces without mercy.
Mutu strode into the tribe and saw the corpses on the ground, the burning houses and the people who cried in pain, and a strong murderous look flashed in his gaze.
Suddenly, his pupil shrank. His eyes quickly searched through the crowd, finally locking onto a familiar figure.
He was standing in front of a house engulfed by fire, his hands hanging on his side. One hand still held a dagger, and the blood slid along the edge of the blade and dripped to the ground. His white hair was covered in blood, and the injury on his back was even more alarming.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Shang Ke slowly turned back and looked at the man in front of him with a worried look.
Mutu, the food warehouse was burned down.
Immediately, Shang Ke closed his eyes. His dagger fell to the ground with a thud, and his body fell limply in his arms.
【Completed the Main Mission—Protect the Lion Tribe’s territory from invasion.】
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