At noon, the sun shines brightly.

Under the blue sky is a vast wheat field.

In the occasional breeze, the golden wheat sways like golden waves, bringing the fragrance of the fields.

Across a clear and clear river, you can see a small town built next to each other.

At this time of day, smoke from cooking fires rose from every household in the town, and the aroma of food filled the streets and alleys.

At the market, you can occasionally see vendors setting up stalls, put bowls of fresh wine made from the wine jar into blue and white porcelain bowls with colorful patterns, and at the same time let out a deafening shout.

"Haldo, the newly brewed Halldo wine..."

However, anyone with discerning eyes knows that most of the wines in the hands of these wine vendors are mixed with water, which makes people crazy to taste light.

For the notorious old alcoholics in the town, this so-called "Haldo" is no different from ordinary grape juice.

At that time, the hunters in the town returned to the village one after another with abundant prey.

As the best hunter in this town, Ax made a good career for himself with his outstanding physical fitness and a recurve bow with his hand.

Wild deer and pheasant are the most abundant species in Wushan, and the former has a wide range of fur.

Especially in recent years, the sharp decline in the number of this species has caused the price of Kamaba deer skin to rise several times, but it is still often in a form of supply and demand.

The latter is favored by many royal nobles because of its delicious meat, so it is also a good choice to hunt and sell it to big cities.

With Ax's ability, it is not difficult to hunt these two small preys.

It was about to go down the mountain, but because today was a special day, he decided to wait a little longer to see if he could wait until other preys failed to look after they fell into the trap.

"Isaac, go check the arrangement of the trap, and let me know if any accidents occur."

Ax spoke to his 15-year-old son, with a hint of encouragement in his tone.

The sun became more and more vicious at this time. Isaac wiped away the wet sweat from his forehead, nodded, and turned around and headed deep into the forest.

"Wait, take this one, just in case."

As Ax said, taking off the recurve bow he was wearing and handing it to Isaac's hand.

"Child, a great hunter cannot be without weapons. It is as important as your state of mind and can provide a sufficient sense of security."

Isaac took the longbow from his father and felt the heavy texture of his hand like iron wood. He looked at Eks hesitantly and said, "Father, this bow is too heavy, I definitely can't pull it up."

"Isaac, my son..." A little dissatisfaction appeared on Ax's face.

"Why don't you understand? You have to know that sometimes we wear weapons not for use, but for us to have psychological affirmation."

"If you encounter danger during the hunting process, at least this bow can enhance your sense of security at critical moments. You won't be scared to the point of being scared, and you won't be rushing up unscrupulously and tearing it into pieces by the beasts. Do you understand?"

Looking at his father's stern eyes, Isaac felt more or less aggrieved, and his tender little face turned red due to the accusation.

He didn't understand why today's father changed his kind eyes and suddenly became so harsh and inhumane to himself.

You know, he is only 15 years old this year!

Perhaps because he noticed Isaac's expression, Ax realized that he seemed to be too eager to achieve success.

He wanted to train his son to be an excellent hunter so much that he almost forgot that this was the third time that the father and son were officially out for hunting.

Without the experience and character of being a hunter, it is very good to be able to do this at Isaac's age.

"Isaac, since dad's recurve bow is too heavy for you, then use the dagger you are best at. You have it on your body, right?"

As he said that, he took the recurve bow back and slapped it on his body, and touched his son's forehead in a doting way.

Isaac felt extremely relaxed.

He untied the tiger leather hood on his waist, took out the sharp dagger with a cold light and showed it to his father.

"Remember, Isaac, be careful. If you encounter something you can't handle, do you know what to do, right?" Ax reminded worriedly.

"Well, if you encounter danger, release the fluorescent bugs, so that you can come and save me, Dad."

Ax nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the fluorescent bugs are extremely sensitive to their perceptions of similar species. Once you release them from the isolation bottle, your father will come soon."

"Then I'll go, father."

After Isaac finished speaking, he walked into the depths of the forest alone.

Behind him, Ax looked at his son's back as he passed away. On the firm face that had been eroded by time, there was a faint relief and expectation emerging...

In the past, after the hunters ended the day's hunting, they would remove all the traps they arranged before leaving.

This approach ensures that all the prey in the trap has been cleared, and the other is to prevent the trap from being missed and poses a threat to other hunters who go up the mountain.

On weekdays, the work of checking traps is done by his father Ax.

Isaac's mission is to put the captured wild deer and pheasant into a sack, then stuff it into the accompanying wooden box cart, and eventually push them down the mountain.

It was inevitable that Isaac would be a little nervous when he went deep into the forest for the first time.

Seeing the surrounding environment becoming more mysterious and dim, the green leaves of the warehouse and the short woods half-height seemed to have swallowed countless silences, and only the white mark engraved on the bark guided Isaac.

Occasionally, birds cries came from the green shade above the head. When I was about to approach the trap, Isaac gradually slowed down and took out the dagger at the waist.

The sharp blade emitted a cold light, and one side of the blade reflected Isaac's side face because of excessive tension.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! For the first time, I placed myself in the dangerous Wushan Forest, feeling the hidden dark jungle around me, as if in some unknown corner, there was a pair of wild beasts filled with greed locking their eyes tightly on me.

Isaac kept cheering himself up in his heart, constantly telling himself that this place was just outside Wushan, and there were several miasma mountains blocking the windmill forest where the legendary monsters lived.

There is no possibility of large wild beasts appearing here, there is nothing to be afraid of!

But even thinking about this, Isaac's heartbeats when he walked.

The force of holding the dagger was inadvertently increased, and the young man's breathing was as heavy as a beast in the air.

Soon, Isaac came to the first trap they temporarily built.

On the flat open space, the urlin grass, which is loved by wild deer and pheasant, is preserved there intact.

The mechanism above the head was not triggered, and the wooden sticks built and the hemp ropes covering them were still there, and it seemed that they had not been lucky enough to the prey.

This result made Isaac feel relieved.

He slowly came to the wood lane, strengthened the bracket hidden in the urlin grass, and then put it back to its original place to ensure its absolute concealment.

After doing all this, Isaac continued to the location of the next trap.

With previous experience, Isaac's courage gradually became stronger.

He was no longer as scared as before, and the remaining places where the traps were placed were not too far apart, so he quickly thoroughly inspected all the devices.

However, just as he was about to return along the marking route, Isaac inadvertently heard a rustling sound from the low forest half a person tall beside him, as if some living creature was hiding in it.

Could it be...a beast?

Isaac felt a sudden terror, and in panic, he quickly took out the dagger and pointed it at the short wood forest in front of him with trembling.

Although there are few rumors that witnesses observe wild beasts in Wushan, nothing is absolutely true.

Half a month ago, Isaac heard people in the town say that a 16-year-old young hunter in Lin Town was bitten to death by a few wild wolves in the mountains. He was so scared that he didn't dare to go up the mountain with his father for several days.

The commotional sound was slowly approaching Isaac. It was the sound of something hard rubbing against the leaves. It was very close to him and almost happened in front of him.

Isaac had already held his breath at the unknown short wood.

The palms holding the dagger were soaked in sweat, and the stiff body, which was like a wooden stake, was trembling slightly.

If it was really a medium-sized beast like a wild wolf, Isaac's power alone was not enough, and he would most likely die here.

"Anyway, you have to find a way to notify your father..."

While making up his mind, Isaac reached out to the isolation bottle at his waist.

The fluorescent worms in the bottle emitted a faint green light. The moment the bottle cap opened, these little insects immediately flew into the air, forming a dazzling and short star map.
Chapter completed!