Chapter 37: Killing with anothers blade (1/2)
Chapter 37: Killing with another's blade
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
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More than ten days passed in a flash.
These days, Fang Zhengzhi lived a comfortable life. Working together, the Southern Mountain Village hunting squad’s efficiency was much higher than him alone. Their shovels moved rapidly, digging pitfalls that were big and round.
Fang Zhengzhi on the other hand took up the role of an overseer. Here… Here needs to be dug a little towards that direction, this rock should be slightly higher, this piece is too small…
Other that that, he stood guard at the tiny piece of land he dug himself and lived a free and leisurely life of reading books and waiting for prey.
”This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you wish to pass… you must lay down your life.”
The ancestors usually likened guarding a tree and waiting for rabbits to knock into it [1] to reaping without sowing. But now, Fang Zhengzhi was evidently living such a life.
Except, what he guarded wasn’t a tree, but instead was a piece of land.
The results were also entirely different. They weren’t even able to finish collecting the prey they caught each day. Considering solely green furred rabbits, they could already collect at least two each day. Along with a few other animals, Fang Zhengzhi even thought of gathering some feed and turning this into a natural farmland...
The booming success of the Southern Mountain Village naturally attracted the envy and jealous hatred of the Northern Mountain Village hunting squad.
Further considering the leftover anger from being robbed by Fang Zhengzhi…
Raid, raid, another raid!
Three times in a row.
The Northern Mountain Village hunting squad over and over again learnt their lesson, improvising on their raiding tactics. Direct raiding, surrounding them, groups of three and groups of two…
Zhang Yangping had to invest a lot of effort and racked his brains.
But ultimately…
They were completely useless!
Under the assistance of the rock formation, the Southern Mountain Village villagers were as sly as black foxes hiding in the shadows, each of them appearing and then disappearing unpredictably. When attacks came from one direction, defences came from all four directions.
After three attempts, it could be said that the Northern Mountain Village had suffered a double loss trying to trick the enemy.
Not only did they not manage to snatch the animals, their weapons were seized in each attempt. The originally razor-sharp spears and scimitars now mostly became huge worn-out metal swords.
Without weapons, the animals they killed became lesser and lesser.
It could be said that their lives were quite miserable.
In comparison, the Southern Mountain Village lived each day as if they were celebrating the new year. Everyone was happy and joyful, the hunting squad came back with more and more game, and every single household was able to enjoy meat, how could one not be happy?
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The night was calm as water.
Fang Zhengzhi sensed within his body which he could control more and more freely everyday, there was a faint yet mysterious sensation. It felt as if there were some schools of thinking, or something else, which were about to conflict. The control he had over his body’s flesh also seemed to had become finer.
Or…
Could it be that the way he thought previously was wrong? What he controlled wasn’t at all flesh? Was it blood? That was unlikely… what was it?
Hence, unable to understand, he could only employ the most primitive of methods - accumulating vast amounts of knowledge! Continuing with his reading and memorising, increasing his powers. Once he reached a certain level, when a breakthrough was supposed to happen, wouldn’t a breakthrough naturally occur?
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