Chapter 21: A Great Harvest

This Snow-Mane was actually already considered extremely cautious.

When dealing with the Frostwolf, no matter how heavy the injury was, it didn't use its tongue.

Clearly, these cold beasts that had been mixing in the jungle for many years all had extremely rich combat experience; they knew how to keep their trump cards and would resolutely not use them until the moment of life and death.

It was just a pity that Xia Hong was calculating against it intentionally.

Guiding the Snow-Mane to lean toward the large tree was precisely to let its tongue pierce through the large tree, affecting its movement, and then attack its greatest weak point.

That's right, Xia Hong's target from the beginning was the tongue.

He had witnessed the entire hunting process of Dashan Camp last time.

Even the large blade couldn't break through the Snow-Mane's outer skin, let alone the stone axe in his hand.

The Frostwolf could still use its sharp claws to slash the Snow-Mane's abdomen and use its teeth to tear the Snow-Mane's leg muscles; Xia Hong naturally wouldn't be naive enough to think that he could do it too.

The tongue was almost the only point that could hurt it and could be considered fatal.

Plus, during this period of time, his strength had also grown to 6,400 jin.

Therefore, Xia Hong gambled this time.

Facts proved that he had gambled correctly.

Although cold beasts are strong, they are not invincible.

Entangled to death by Xia Hong in the front and crazily slashed by Xia Chuan and Yuan Cheng with stone axes on the injured left hind limb in the back, the Snow-Mane, even with a strong will to survive, eventually drank hatred and fell.

The thousand-jin behemoth collapsed with a bang, and the three of Xia Hong were also nearly exhausted.

But on the faces of the three, they all revealed satisfaction and joy at the same time.

"This... must weigh over a thousand jin, right?"

"At least 1,400, probably even more."

"Watching Yue Feng and the five of them should be able to break through."

"Hurry up and shoulder it, let's return to the camp first."

Xia Hong hadn't been overwhelmed by joy; after getting up, he immediately extinguished the still-burning torch, let the two shoulder the Snow-Mane's carcass, and took the two to return quickly toward the camp.

Such a large piece of prey, whether it attracted other cold beasts or other humans, was very fatal to the three who were nearly exhausted at this moment.

Fortunately, the journey was without danger, and the three finally returned to the camp.

After matching the secret code, the cave entrance opened. When the Snow-Mane was truly placed on the ground, and Xia Hong looked at this prey by the light of the cave bonfire, his mood finally calmed down, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"This... we brought back another one."

"Leader, are you this strong?"

"When the former leader was here, we had never seen such a large cold beast."

"This must weigh over a thousand jin!"

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Whether it was Watching Yue Feng and the five, or the dozen or so of the same age, or even everyone else in the camp, they had all gathered beside the three of Xia Hong at this moment.

Looking at the Snow-Mane's massive body on the ground, its sharp fangs, and its sharp claws, after whispering for a while, everyone unanimously showed reverence and even fanatical eyes toward the three of Xia Hong.

Xia Hong was no stranger to this kind of look; as he brought back resources to the camp time and time again, this kind of look became increasingly frequent.

Xia Hong didn't care much about reverence and fanaticism; any creature would develop this emotion when seeing other creatures stronger than itself.

What Xia Hong cared more about was something deeper in everyone's eyes:

Hope.

Only when people have hope will they have motivation and courage.

Xia Hong discovered this when he first crossed over.

People in the camp generally lacked hope.

Even when Xia Ding was around, crystal fruits were sufficient and heating was no problem, but on the faces of these people, one just couldn't see a shred of hope.

Actually, it was easy to understand. Crystal fruits for satiety and heating to ward off the cold—what these two could achieve was only maintaining life, allowing people not to starve or freeze to death.

But the reason humans are humans is definitely not just living for the sake of living.

These people had been hiding in the shadows since birth; the outside world, cold beasts, strange monsters, and even sunlight were all fatal threats to them.

A sense of security and dignity were what they lacked the most.

And these two things both needed strong strength as support.

Cold-beast blood and meat were their only hope to become stronger.

Previously, when Xia Ding was around, the frequency of Does Da Xia Camp obtaining cold-beast blood and meat was too low, so the number of people who could be allocated cold-beast blood and meat was also too small.

And now, Xia Hong had only been the leader for two months and had brought back two Snow-Manes, which undoubtedly gave everyone great encouragement.

Perhaps it wasn't their turn yet, but as the logging team was reorganized and the number of people grew, more prey would be brought back, and one day, it would be their turn.

This was the reason why everyone looked at Xia Hong with reverence and fanaticism.

Because Xia Hong gave them the most precious thing: hope.

"After removing the skin and bones, it's a total of 1,270 jin."

Everyone's excitement reached a new climax as the weight of the cold-beast blood and meat was weighed out.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Xia Hong, waiting for his distribution.

The vast majority of people actually knew that they wouldn't get a share.

But they just wanted to see how Xia Hong would distribute it.

Xia Hong had long since drafted how to handle this Snow-Mane.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he spoke directly:

"From now on, all cold-beast meat in the camp will be divided according to a 3-5-2 ratio.

Those who go out hunting will take 30%; the Woodcutting Realm reserves, which is Watching Yue Feng and the five, will take 50%; the remaining 20%, as long as the age is between fifteen and twenty-two and the basic strength reaches over a thousand jin, can all get a share.

In addition, regardless of gender or age, anyone whose strength exceeds two thousand jin can enter the Woodcutting Realm reserves.

Moreover, from now on, take out the remainder; for example, this time it's 1,270 jin, so take out 70 jin and distribute it to everyone in the camp as a treat."

Hearing the 3-5-2 ratio, everyone in the camp was already showing shock.

Those who go out hunting only take 30%?

And when they heard the last sentence—regardless of gender or age, anyone whose strength exceeds two thousand jin can enter the Woodcutting Realm reserves to share that 50%—they all fell into silence.

And finally, taking out the 70 jin remainder to distribute to everyone in the camp.

Those who originally thought they wouldn't get a share all raised their heads in unison, staring tightly at Xia Hong.

"So we can also enter the logging team in the future?"

"Can women also do it?"

"Did I hear that right?"

"We also have a share?"

Several voices rang out in the crowd. Everyone looked at Xia Hong in disbelief. Seeing him nod and confirm that they hadn't heard wrong, smiles appeared on everyone's faces, and some even wept with joy.

"Leader is mighty!"

Don't know who was the first to shout these four words.

Following that, the crowd followed him and erupted into a warm cheer.

"Leader is mighty... Leader is mighty... Leader is mighty..."

Everyone fell into madness, and some even knelt down and worshipped Xia Hong directly.

Whether it was those cheering or those kneeling and worshipping him, Xia Hong didn't stop them. He understood these people and understood their behavior.

When Xia Ding was around, the cold-beast meat of Does Da Xia Camp could only be shared by the logging team and their direct descendants; the others couldn't even think about it.

This wasn't because Xia Ding was short-sighted. He also knew that the more combat power at the Woodcutting Realm, the stronger the camp's strength would be, which would allow them to obtain more resources, so letting more people train and break through would maximize benefits.

Xia Ding also understood this principle, but the problem was he couldn't do it.

Because there was no hunting ability, the way to obtain cold-beast meat was called luck if put nicely, and picking it up if put not so nicely.

In a situation of resource shortage, he could only prioritize taking care of this group of people in the logging team.

But now it was different.

Xia Hong's face was full of excitement. The biggest harvest of tonight's hunt wasn't actually this Snow-Mane of over a thousand jin.

The biggest harvest was that he verified that hunting with small torches was feasible.

Although there was quite a bit of luck involved, it was indeed feasible.

Before his strength was enough to face low-level cold beasts head-on, the importance of having such a hunting method verified to be successful was self-evident.

This meant that around Red Wood Ridge, there wasn't just one Luo Ge Camp that could hunt now.

Does Da Xia could too!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 22 =====