Chapter 550 (1/2)

Sounds of the Wind

It was true. It was what Shi Shi had guessed.

The green-faced fanged beasts had an acute sense of time. They hunted at night and slept during the day. They were disciplined for each season of the year.

During the winter season, the forests were covered in snow. The green-faced fanged beasts were not fans of the snow so they would hibernate just like bears. To ensure they were kept warm, they would hibernate together in the same cave. They would only appear once again in the spring of the next year.

With the extreme changes in the weather these two years, there was no snow to be seen during the winter season. Instead, it was hotter than before. Many animals in the forest gave up on the idea of hibernating but the green-faced fanged beasts stuck to their yearly schedule. They all fell into that deep sleep together, only to wake up if they were unbearably hungry to hunt.

That was the reason why it was hard to find any green-faced fanged beasts then, they were all hibernating.

Only a few of them woke up from the hunger and went out to hunt. After they filled their stomachs, they headed back to the cave.

The one that was caught by Shao Xuan was out hunting for food. Knowing that it would need a lot of energy to hibernate, it ate more than it usually would. If it hadn’t been caught by Shao Xuan, it would have stayed out for two more days to eat and to let its body absorb all the food. Only with its body returned to its original shape, it would return to the cave.

Shi Shi’s drums not only awakened all the beasts in the cave, it also woke up many other green-faced fanged beasts in the area. To a certain extent, he had got the results he wanted with the drums. However, it was way too effective. Too many beasts came out at once. More than he could handle.

The green-faced fanged beasts were extra temperamental when they were woken up. The first attack they made is usually one filled with most anger and the most violent.

They had the hunting nets but there were too many beasts around.

Cries of pain came one after another. Each stating that it was an unsuccessful catch. Each highlighting the fact that Shi Shi grossly underestimated them.

Huff!

A figure jumped out, the slave casting the web couldn’t help but grab his weapon.

Crack!

The sound of crushing bones was particularly ear-piercing. The slave was able to avoid the beast’s fangs but he tripped. His ribs all broke on impact. Blood gushed out of his mouth in a gruesome scene.

A mix of fangs and metals clashing with each other, bones cracking and horrifying screams filled the air. It was a mess.

A beast that came out from the cave aimed at its target and rushed towards them. Its light body shoots out like a missile from the bare ground, kicking so much dust into the air which blinded everyone.

Clang!

Shi Shi felt it from his wrist to forearm. The numbness, the expanding pain, his exposed forearm with blood coming out from its pores came all at once.

A strong gust of wind knocked Shi Shi off balance. He took a few steps back to stabilize himself only to fall onto the ground leaving a fresh set of footprints imprinted on where he stood.

Shi Shi started sweating bullets as he looked at the beast coming at him again.

His back was now covered in sweat, not sure if it was from the hot weather or from his nervousness.

He looked around anxiously, mind travelling at a million kilometres an hour trying to think of a way to get out.

His wish of getting a more green-faced fang beast backed fired on him. It wasn’t a win to get more beasts, it was a curse.

He couldn’t fight it. What to do?

Run!

If he couldn’t run? Fighting these temperamental beasts with his teeth wasn’t an option either!

“Run! Retreat!!” shouted Shi Shi while holding a special whistle, blowing it with a certain rhythm. Each slave who heard the whistle would know what to do.

Shi Shi grabbed the tied up green-faced fang beast and let the slaves cover for him. He ran towards the mountain, not forgetting to shout, “For every beast you bring back, you will be rewarded! You can even raise your rank!”

When they heard about the reward, the slaves were now willing to risk it all to upgrade their level.

Who wouldn’t be willing to do it? What was the difference between a rock in a desert and the life of a slave who wasn’t able to raise their ranks?

This was the top tier brainwashing that the slave masters of Rock Hill City used. They gave the slaves just enough hope to continue living, bait them with prizes like this so that they were willing to pay the price for it.

Other than the ones who had appeared, some from the well-hidden caves in the mountains came out too.

The thick huffs indicated that they were furious.

In the pitch-black night, the shadows and sky were one.