Chapter 34: Everything Is on Track!

"Friends, I believe this moose is already dead, but I still need to wait ten minutes to confirm its death."

"Otherwise, even if it’s barely clinging to life, a final lunge from it before dying—given its size—could leave me crippled or worse. I won’t risk my life betting on whether it’s faking."

Wu En, staring at the completely fallen moose, spoke aloud toward the drone, his heart filled with joy yet his mind sharp with caution.

This was the instinct of an excellent hunter.

Of course, although the moose wasn’t among Wu En’s top desired prey, hunting one weighing a full ton was still something every hunter would delight in, take pride in, and proudly boast about to friends.

Moreover, even if Wu En didn’t care about the final outcome of this survival contest, he still needed food to sustain himself in this wilderness until the day he hunted down bears, wolves, or bobcats.

And this moose before him was the perfect gift—freeing him from food worries so he could focus entirely on tracking those larger predators.

After another ten minutes of waiting, Wu En picked up a stone and threw it at the moose. Seeing it didn’t stir, he finally allowed himself a rare smile.

He then continued speaking toward the drone: "Friends, I can now confirm—I’ve successfully harvested a moose."

"But this big fellow is giving me trouble now—it’s simply too large to carry back whole. We’ll have to transport it in batches."

"Whoa! Whoa! This is the ultimate luxury flex in wilderness survival!"

"Haha, exactly! But Wu En is truly a beast—earning the right to flex like this after harvesting a moose like this."

Wu De: "I wish I had this kind of problem!"

"Forget Wu En— if I had this moose, I’d be certain I could survive to the end."

"Please! Do you really think anyone can survive a hundred days in the wilderness just because they have food?"

"Exactly. The scent of blood will attract plenty of skilled predators—bears, wolves, cougars, bobcats—they’re extremely sensitive to it. Can you handle any of them?"

"Haha, how ironic—I bet Wu En is hoping the moose’s blood scent draws those predators right to him!"

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After confirming the moose was truly dead, everyone in the live stream cheered for Wu En.

At this moment, Wu En continued speaking toward the drone: "Of course, our top priority now is to skin and bleed it—this moose blood is valuable, but we don’t have enough containers to store it."

"Still, compared to the blood, its organs and meat are what we truly need to preserve."

Without delay, Wu En began working. As an experienced hunter and herder, his skill in skinning and eviscerating surpassed even Xiao Yi’s.

It was nothing short of a master butcher’s art—but the scene was too bloody, so the drone immediately blurred it with a mosaic.

The sound of the blood dripping echoed like a spring—evidence of just how massive this moose was. Only after the blood had fully drained did Wu En proceed with further dissection.

Soon, the entire hide appeared before everyone’s eyes. Wu En himself was quite fond of it.

Even after this show ended, he planned to take it home as a keepsake.

Wu En then began slowly dismantling the moose’s limbs, moving deliberately, as if waiting for something.

Watching this, everyone in the stream fell silent, unable to comment—they all knew exactly what Wu En was waiting for.

A true beast, indeed.

But let's be honest, this uncle was stubborn—why not just lie low and play it safe when you have so much food? Isn't the grand prize tempting enough?

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In Live Stream #7, Wu De had caught a rat today. He was currently celebrating finally securing food, sharing his joy with viewers.

But his joy turned to despair when the chat exploded with news of Wu En’s one-ton moose harvest in Live Stream #5.

Instantly, Wu De’s excitement faded. He looked down at the rat in his hand and found it utterly unappetizing.

After all, rats carried unknown viruses; eating one carried real risk. But he had no choice—unless he wanted to be eliminated now.

Thinking of Wu En’s moose, Wu De couldn’t help but glance enviously—If only he had…

But then he realized: even if that moose had appeared in his own territory, he lacked the strength to hunt it.

Wu De wasn’t the only one envious. When viewers in other streams learned Wu En had harvested a moose, their moods turned complicated.

Because they all knew: from this moment on, Wu En had pulled far ahead of everyone else in this wilderness survival.

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As for Xiao Yi at this moment, he had been busy all day.

Ever since smelling the bear’s scent in the cave, Xiao Yi had gone all out.

Originally, he’d planned to carry two baskets of clay on his shoulder back and forth. Now, he carried two baskets on his shoulders while holding two more in each hand, relying entirely on his balance to walk.

To avoid encountering the bear here, Xiao Yi ruthlessly upgraded his balance stat from 6 to 10.

Fortunately, he’d always had decent natural balance to begin with.

Otherwise, if his balance had been at LV0 like his weaving skill, he might have already decided to fight the bear for control of the cave.

Now, he was the Prince of Balance—if he tried to compete in the Olympic balance beam, he… better not even think about it.

He was too old now; his limbs were too stiff to train properly.

Still, his acrobatic, circus-like clay-carrying routine kept every viewer in the stream utterly entertained.

And those four free attribute points weren’t wasted at all—clay that would’ve taken two days to transport was finished in one.

But the cost was clear: even his upgraded body now ached in his lower back and waist.

Still, as long as he hadn’t faced the bear directly, Xiao Yi considered it all worth it.

Looking at the pile of clay now stacked before him, Xiao Yi smiled in satisfaction. Starting tomorrow, he could finally focus fully on building his kang-heated wooden cabin.

After returning, Xiao Yi had also checked the live chat.

He’d seen the news about Wu En’s moose.

But beyond a faint twinge of envy, his inner state remained calm.

For food, Xiao Yi had always been confident—he wasn’t just skilled in lure fishing.

He also had his nose fully upgraded. His search for clay hadn’t been in vain.

He knew roughly where the squirrels, snow hares, and spruce grouse lived.

He hadn’t acted yet because his main goal remained completing the kang-heated cabin; secondly, he wasn’t short on food.

Though he hadn’t hunted or fished in days, the two fish he’d caught still provided enough to keep him full for three days.