Chapter 273: Black Spine Scalesnake

'Ssssh—!'

Suddenly, a faint sound came from behind.

'I think I felt something behind me.' Qin Yun's voice entered the livestream, instantly sparking excitement. Almost no one watching his livestream enjoyed seeing him succeed smoothly—they loved seeing him suffer or encounter danger, then skillfully overcome it.

In short, they wanted to witness Qin Yun's extraordinary, unmatched ability to solve problems.

Most people live in cubicles and never get the chance to experience the life-and-death extremes Qin Yun does, to challenge the impossible. They clearly see him as a spiritual anchor, and this spiritual attachment is extremely potent.

'Action's up, get up and work.'

'2333, what is it? Probably just a snake in the grass.'

'To Brother Qin, snakes are just free food.'

'Maybe a venomous snake.'

Qin Yun slowly raised the drone, soon positioning it directly above his head, sweeping backward.

This area was one of the few spots with relatively dense greenery since Qin Yun entered the grassland, likely due to its proximity to the riverbed. Even if the river had dried up, underground water still remained, nourishing the surrounding vegetation.

Thus, the grass here was far more lush than elsewhere; when the drone swept over, nothing was immediately visible.

But the 'ssssh' sound of movement grew steadily closer.

Qin Yun did not move rashly; the source of the sound was almost certainly a snake. Normally, snakes would not attack creatures without cause—they avoided large animals unless they mistook them for prey.

Unless accidentally startled.

For example, if an animal stepped on it or brushed against it, it would reflexively strike.

'It's probably a snake, but no need to worry—I just need to stay still, and it won't attack me, unless it's blind.'

As he spoke, the drone's footage grew clearer. Moments later, a snake appeared on-screen with a pure black longitudinal stripe running from head to tail.

Seeing the snake's appearance, Qin Yun sucked in a sharp breath.

'Holy shit, remember the zebra we saw yesterday? And those hyenas that ate its meat and dropped dead instantly? This is it—the East African Black Spine Scalesnake, a venomous species known as the Black Spine Death God.'

'Adults of this venomous snake are about two meters long, slender but not thick, and move at incredible speed. If bitten here in the Serengeti, I wouldn't have a chance to survive until rescue—death is virtually certain. So in the grassland, I'd rather face a lion than be attacked by this snake.'

As he spoke, Qin Yun stepped back and sidestepped twice, letting the snake swiftly glide past him.

Hearing this, the livestream comments were stunned.

'Scared the hell out of me—those hyenas just ate zebra meat and dropped dead instantly.'

'Extremely potent venom. Terrifying.'

'If you accidentally step on it, you're done for.'

'Just thinking about it is terrifying—Brother Qin walks down the path, who knows if one's lurking?'

Watching the Black Spine Scalesnake glide past, Qin Yun exhaled slightly in relief—then accidentally stepped on a dry branch.

'Crack!' The sound was faint, but the Black Spine Scalesnake instantly froze, then slowly lifted its body, adjusted its angle sideways, and turned its gaze toward Qin Yun.

Qin Yun silently cursed—his right hand instantly gripped his dagger, his expression turning alert.

'This Black Spine Scalesnake is clearly native here. It interpreted my earlier movement as an intrusion and is now in attack posture. I hope it's just warning me—not planning anything worse.'

As the Black Spine Scalesnake raised its body, its sand-brown belly was exposed, its oval head lifted, its vertically slit pupils cold and piercing, staring fixedly at Qin Yun—clearly not a friendly gaze.

'Looks like this Black Spine Scalesnake won't let me go. But I fear its venom, not the snake itself. With my decades of snake-hunting experience, you're just here to deliver yourself as food.'

Saying this, he suddenly struck first—without warning.

His fingertips twitched slightly; the dagger slipped from his palm into his fingers. His wrist didn't lift, his shoulder didn't move, his gaze didn't flicker—only his fingertips gave a light tremor.

'Shhh—!'

The piercing whistle of the dagger cutting through air had barely sounded when a flash of cold light appeared—so fast no trace remained in the air—and the dagger pierced through one or two meters of distance, pinning the Black Spine Scalesnake's seventh inch firmly into the earth.

The Black Spine Scalesnake's tail convulsed violently, thrashing wildly, its body stiffening into a coiled knot before finally going limp.

The drone captured the entire scene, sending the livestream audience into instant frenzy.

'Holy shit, Little Li's Flying Dagger?'

'Damn it, does Brother Qin have this trick too?'

'Incredible, incredible, so badass—Brother Qin even knows hidden weapons!'

'I didn't even see what happened.'

'666, now I believe Chinese wuxia kung fu is real.'

'OMG, what happened?'

'Unbelievable!'

'How did Qin do that? Chinese kung fu? Too miraculous.'

Qin Yun's actions sent the livestream into chaos.

He smiled calmly, stepped forward, and pulled the dagger free from the Black Spine Scalesnake's body.

'Basic move. No need to 6.'

But how could they not 6? The more he said that, the more the comments exploded with '6's—everyone was utterly awed, worshiping him endlessly.

Qin Yun gripped the seventh inch, lifted the Black Spine Scalesnake, then simply slashed it with his dagger, squeezed the head firmly, and pulled outward—two plump venom sacs, along with the fangs, were cleanly ripped free.

Then, with one swift stroke, he severed the head and tossed it far away.

'The Black Spine Scalesnake tastes excellent—I'll add it to tonight's meal.'

After saying that, he turned to the livestream and grinned: 'You're amazed by this little trick? There's plenty more time ahead—I'll show you even more impressive skills of mine someday.'

Then Qin Yun continued collecting water. Once his canteen was full, he glanced at the sun overhead, studied the nearby acacia trees, and effortlessly pinpointed the northeast direction.

'In the wild, especially when I have a clear directional goal, getting the orientation wrong is unacceptable—otherwise, even forty days won't get me to the Mara River, let alone twenty.'

He pointed at the sun overhead: 'In August, southern hemisphere—the sun leans north. It's about 9:30 a. m. now, so the sun's position is northeast. If you're unsure, check the acacia trees—look, the northern branches are sparser, the southern ones denser. With multiple cues like this, direction can't be wrong.'

Following his original path, Qin Yun returned and, at the edge of the perimeter, spotted a bud of white-purple flower nestled in a crack between rocks.

'Whoa, look what I found.'

Qin Yun quickly approached and zoomed the lens in on the flower.

"Desert rose—this is quite rare. Most importantly, its fleshy stem is thick and full of juice. If I'm thirsty, I can just chop it off and chew it to get water. Let me try."

As Qin Yun spoke, he slashed with his knife, cut off a section of the stem, and shoved it straight into his mouth.

After chewing lightly twice, he gave the camera a thumbs-up: "Good, good—slightly sweet, plenty of moisture, enough for a simple replenishment."

As he spoke, a bee suddenly flew past his head.

"Huh… a bee… no, no—African rock bee."

His eyes lit up with delight.

Netizens, seeing his expression, grew curious.

"Just a few bees—what's so special?"

"What's a rock bee? Looks no different."

"Bees around flowers? That's normal."

Qin Yun's smile widened: "Hahahaha—these are African rock bees. Bees mean there's a hive. A hive means honey. Honey's a natural treasure that never spoils. I've only just begun this journey—if I can stockpile some, it'll help me immensely later."

Hearing the word "honey," netizens immediately became interested.

But just then, the ground shook violently.

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