[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-113":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336167,4567,"Chapter 113: Bharal and Dhole","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-113",113,"\u003Cp>Wind whipped sand and gravel against his face, the drone’s lens stretching his upright figure into a long shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the live stream’s viewer count had long surpassed three hundred thousand; over these two days, viewership had stabilized between two hundred and thirty thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daily gift income alone was a terrifying sum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The comment section was densely packed, generating countless comments every second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun walked while speaking: “Getting water in the desert really only comes down to a few methods. One is the distillation method I used yesterday—friends who watched my Daxinganling stream should remember. With the right tools, you can extract pure water using the day-night temperature difference through condensation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I don’t have suitable materials now; relying solely on temperature difference makes collection nearly impossible. Yesterday, I could do it because there was a basic water source.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun stopped, looked left—there stretched an endless expanse of yellow sand, sharply distinct from the Gobi desert where he stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The second method is through plants. Desert plants generally store water; you can dig up their roots and chew the stems to extract moisture. But this method seems unfeasible right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although vegetation grew on the Gobi, few met his needs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The third method is through animals and insects—like sand foxes, lizards, mosquitoes. Following them will likely lead you to water. Alternatively, look for palm-shaped depressions—low in the center, high on all sides—where hidden water might exist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he opened his thermos and took a sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the water in the umbrella cloth was gone, leaving only about three hundred milliliters in his canteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before finding water, he dared not drink deeply, striving to remain restrained. Looking out, the vast Gobi desert was filled only with fine gravel; wind swept sand across the ground, offering not a trace of green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the temperature wasn’t high now, the wind never ceased, steadily draining his body heat and moisture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips were even cracked and peeling, specks of sand clinging to the corners of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Qin Ye switched to ancient costume, he’d look like a wuxia hero—so cool.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With Qin Ye’s looks, he should go act in movies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m licking the screen—I don’t even like live streams, but I watch Qin Ye’s every day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just got my dole money, so I’m gifting Qin Ye 2950, keeping fifty for this month’s living expenses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“666, you black hat, why keep fifty? Proves you don’t really care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, I got mad, and I just got mad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at these comments, Qin Yun laughed and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to spend money on gifts—just liking my stream satisfies me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Qin Yun say this, a netizen commented:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Ye, don’t underestimate me—I’m not the poor kid I used to be. I’m this year’s poor kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dude upstairs, do you even hear what you’re saying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, that killed me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The comment section was lively; the desert was cruel. He occasionally glanced at comments, occasionally replied to a few—time passed without boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another hour or so, he decided to find a spot to rest briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead, among the gravel, he suddenly spotted something strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode forward, the lens zooming in—everyone saw a clear trail of hoofprints on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See these hoofprints? Pointed, small, three-pronged—what animal do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to guess—it’s obviously a sheep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Ye, are you taking us for fools?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know sheep hoofprints when I see them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun chuckled, crouched down, and lightly touched the edge of the hoofprint—his fingertip felt a faint dampness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct—it’s a sheep. Specifically, a bharal’s track.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun stood up, searched again, and soon found several more tracks: “Bharal, also called argali, are drought-resistant animals. In China, they’re mainly found in Tibet, Qinghai, Inner Mongolia, Gansu, Xinjiang. Usually, bharal don’t appear deep in uninhabited zones—they live in desert-grassland transition zones. This environment isn’t suitable for them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I suspect this bharal got lost and wandered here unknowingly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, his expression changed—he noticed the hoofprints had deepened significantly, and ahead lay another mark: claw prints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly assessed: the bharal’s prints had grown heavier and spaced farther apart—meaning the bharal was running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look, this bharal is being hunted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun followed the tracks forward, walking for a full fifteen minutes—none of the prints had faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess what predator is chasing it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t guess—Qin Ye, tell us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be wolves? Maybe your old enemy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I checked—bharal are huge. Small carnivores can’t take them. I’m guessing desert wolves too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at the comments and smiled: “You’re wrong. The predator isn’t a desert wolf—it’s a dhole.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dhole? Isn’t that just a wolf? Qin Ye’s joking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dhole-wolf, dhole-wolf—aren’t they the same thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“666, wolf-dog—aren’t they the same too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun crouched, studying a track distinct from the bharal’s: “Dhole is dhole. Wolf is wolf. One is Canis cuon, the other Canis lupus—different. Though they look similar and both hunt in packs, they’re clearly distinct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, dholes are smaller—body length 85–130 cm. Wolves reach 100–220 cm. Like the big male wolf I encountered yesterday—two meters long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, dholes have reddish-brown backs; wolves are usually gray-yellow or dark brown-black—darker overall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he finished than a piercing bleat echoed from a depression hundreds of meters ahead. He instantly rose, gripping his bow tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s happening—let’s go see.” Qin Yun crouched low, using rock piles for cover, advancing swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking about a hundred meters, he placed his secondary drone on the ground, planning to use its feed to assess the situation before risking direct intervention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember: both dholes and bharal are nationally protected animals. Dholes are Class One protected; he dared not kill them. Bharal are Class II internationally protected—he couldn’t eat them either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless his life was in immediate danger, triggering an emergency exemption clause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the drone ascended and neared the depression, the screen showed an adult bharal pacing in place, emitting desperate “baa” cries, its hind leg bleeding profusely. Three reddish-brown dholes circled it, baring teeth, waiting for an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That bharal’s huge—much bigger than the dholes surrounding it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sheep are dumb animals. Grass-eaters. They don’t know how to fight back against predators like dholes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What will Qin Ye do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dholes are Class One protected. If Qin Ye kills them, police will show up in the desert tomorrow to haul him off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, imagine it—Qin Ye’s fighting for survival, then two armed cops suddenly drop from the sky—hahaha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s lips twitched: “You’re right—sheep are idiots. But against three dholes, it can’t escape. It’ll be worn down. This isn’t its territory—it got lost here. The dholes belong here. So unless something changes, it’s dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the screen, Qin Yun moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty seconds later, he stood at the depression’s edge, looking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the sandy ground below, three slender dholes with reddish-brown fur came into view. The bharal was bulky, its coat gray-brown, blending with the Gobi. Its massive, curved horns looked sturdy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But its movements were sluggish, pausing frequently, appearing unnaturally heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead dhole was slightly larger, drooling, eyes blood-red, fangs exposed. Its claws gouged deep grooves in the sand as it lunged at the bharal’s hind legs, forcing it to retreat, bleating in frantic despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two dholes flanked the bharal, launching sudden attacks, giving it no chance to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bharal’s hind leg was wounded—dark red blood dripped onto the sand, instantly absorbed, leaving dark stains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers, bharal are drought-resistant, but they need water daily. Crucially, this bharal is pregnant—its need for water is even greater. So this bharal will be my best chance to find water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“666, Immortal Qin Yun interfered in the bharal and dhole’s karmic fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dhole: You’re so high and mighty, I’m just being unreasonable, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re screwed—Qin Ye easily killed a few wolves. These dholes? Two cuts max.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Qin Ye kills them, I’ll gift him ten Carnivals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam Windflow gifted the streamer ten Carnivals—Qin Ye, stay safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded slightly: “Thank you for the gifts. Someone’s mistaken—I’m not afraid to act against dholes. I’m just not going to waste my prime years behind bars.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, that twist came out of nowhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coward’s a coward. Real men just do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on, Qin Ye! What are you scared of? We’ll visit you during holidays.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, you’re all terrible people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s eyelids flickered—he refocused on the battlefield. This bharal was his best chance at water—he couldn’t let it die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he drew an arrow from his bowback, nocked it, locked his gaze on the lead dhole’s back, pulled the string taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shhh—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow whistled through the air, striking precisely beside the lead dhole’s foot—kicking up sand, grazing its claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dhole startled, froze, whirled its head toward Qin Yun, eyes locked, throat rumbling with a low, vicious growl, its fur bristling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two dholes instantly halted their attack, turning to Qin Yun, eyes blazing with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the bharal didn’t flee—it collapsed on the ground, bleating weakly, panting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s single arrow had disrupted the dholes’ hunt. He slid down into the depression, advancing straight to within ten meters of them. He swiftly drew another arrow, nocked it, pulled the bowstring full, the tip aimed at the lead dhole’s eye, his voice thundering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dholes, perhaps never having seen a human before, visibly flinched at Qin Yun’s roar, fear flashing in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s size was imposing; instinctively, the dholes sensed danger from this alien creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But giving up such easy prey was hard. The lead dhole growled low, took a cautious step forward, claws scraping harshly against the sand—as if taunting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Qin Yun hurled his bow aside and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His speed was swift—he closed the distance in an instant, then swung his hand hard across the lead dhole’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slap—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jackal was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jackal: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, right off the bat you slap me hard—Qin Yun isn’t human.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This jackal seems totally dazed, hahaha, it’s his first time getting slapped.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1675,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","40b57702cf66bfabe73f7b7e1e82f1e06a12e4b82078a8b18c0839fbcd685326","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-114","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-112",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]