Chapter 109: Section 110: Sir, please get nervous


    The sky was filled with twilight, red enough to make the heart palpitate.


    Wisps of blood rain fluttered down.


    “Awoo—!”


    Amidst the howling of wolves, two Blue Dog Fox Wolves charged in. Their bodies were even larger than that of the Strong Life White Rhinoceroses, crashing directly through the camp’s main gate.


    The people in the camp were fleeing in panic.


    “Lord, save me!” Running, Zi Di twisted her ankle and fell to the ground.


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    The two Blue Dog Fox Wolves stepped closer to the girl, baring their wolf teeth and red gums. Their expressions were fierce and malevolent, their eyes even emitted a green light, as if they were starving.


    “Zi Di, don’t be afraid, I’m here,” Zhenjin shouted loudly, running over.


    Zi Di, seeing Zhenjin, screamed instead, “Ah, don’t come over!”


    “Another Blue Dog Fox Wolf! Sorry, I can’t save you,” Hei Juan shouted, trembling with a strong sense of fear as he ran away from Zi Di.


    An arrow whizzed through the air and struck Zhenjin in the back.


    “I hit it!” From a distance, Bai Ya on the arrow tower cheered with delight.


    Lan Zao, wielding a scimitar, pounced forward, chopping into Zhenjin so that blood poured freely from Zhenjin’s abdomen.


    Lan Zao glared at Zhenjin with hatred and anger, shouting, “The master is not here, but I will protect our mistress with my life! Beasts, be gone.”


    “Let me do it,” suddenly a figure emerged from the ground, it was Zong Ge.


    Zong Ge held the pair of Short Spears he always carried on his back, and with one thrust, he pierced Zhenjin’s chest, impaling his heart straight through.


    Zhenjin suffered a fatal blow, his eyes wide as he fell to the ground with a thud.


    “Lord Zong Ge killed a Blue Dog Fox Wolf!” Sanda exclaimed.


    The remaining two Blue Dog Fox Wolves fled in fear.


    “Zong Ge! Zong Ge!” Cheers erupted throughout the camp.


    At that moment, Zhenjin shifted from the form of the Blue Dog Fox Wolf back to human shape.


    The cheering abruptly ceased, and everyone formed a circle, staring down at Zhenjin on the ground with a mix of shock, disbelief, contempt, and disgust.


    Suddenly, Zi Di pushed through the crowd, knelt down, and cradled Zhenjin’s head, crying, “Lord, you’re bleeding!”


    The next moment, in his tent, Zhenjin’s eyes snapped open.


    “Huff, huff, huff…” His breathing was labored, his eyes focused, realizing he was still in his tent.


    He slowly sat up, reached out to touch his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.


    “Another nightmare!”


    Realizing this, Zhenjin gradually calmed down.


    There was no source of light in the tent, as the candle had been blown out by Zhenjin before he went to sleep the previous night.


    Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tent, indicating it was already dawn outside.


    Sounds of people moving around could be heard outside the tent.


    “How long have I slept?”


    Zhenjin got up, organized his undergarments, put on his leather armor, and slipped into his boots. Finally, he hung the thin sword at his waist and carried a water bag and some dry food. These last items had become a habit for Zhenjin since undergoing the teleportation.


    Before lifting the tent flap, Zhenjin gave himself one last look over.


    Only then did he realize the swelling on his lower body had gone down.


    The embarrassing scene that had unfolded the previous night in Zi Di’s tent flashed through his mind.


    Zhenjin could have asked Zi Di for some potions to reduce the swelling, but in the end, he said nothing and hurriedly took his leave of Zi Di.


    Thankfully, after resting for part of the night and relying on his own recovery ability, he was completely healthy again.


    Stepping out of the tent, Zhenjin saw Lan Zao, who stood straight and attentively guarding the tent.


    Upon noticing Zhenjin, Lan Zao promptly saluted and said respectfully, “Good morning, my master.”


    Zhenjin nodded, “Have you eaten?”


    “Not yet, master.”


    “Then let’s eat something together.”


    “Yes, master.”


    Zhenjin and Lan Zao, one following the other, walked through the camp.


    The camp was undergoing comprehensive repairs. The most important wooden hall was being worked on by a giant who used his fist to hammer the stakes deep into the ground, forming the new foundation for the hall.


    The giant’s wounds had already healed, one of the benefits of his giant heritage being a powerful recovery ability.


    On the other side, Mu Ban was leading a group of people using axes, saws, and other tools to work on the wood.


    “Don’t saw like that, saw like this!”


    “Stop, let me show you how it’s done.”


    “That’s just wasting the wood!”


    Mu Ban continued to bark orders, clearly agitated.


    Zi Di’s tent had a specially made skylight, from which black, pungent smoke was billowing out. Clearly, she was mixing potions.


    Zhenjin and Lan Zao stopped in front of the campfire pit.


    A pot hung over the campfire, bubbles rising in the meat soup inside, emitting a rich fragrance.


    The camp still lacked a kitchen, and it was feared one might never be built. At most, a shed would be constructed to provide shelter from wind and rain.


    However, there were already people assigned to cooking.


    Soon, breakfast was served with both hands.


    The breakfast was simple, just meat soup. But having hot water had already made Zhenjin feel blessed. The meat tasted good as well, and the key was it was chewy.


    “Is this the meat from the Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa?” Zhenjin inquired.


    The person in charge immediately responded, “Yes, my lord. Lady Zi Di has already examined it and found not a trace of poison. This serpent is truly enormous; its flesh can feed us for a whole three days.”


    “Hmm,” Zhenjin picked up his bowl and strode over to the carcass of the Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa.


    He hadn’t had the chance to take a good look when he returned to the camp late last night.


    After a hurried discussion with everyone, he had consoled Zi Di and then went straight to his tent to sleep.


    He slept until now.


    Zhenjin sipped the meat soup while observing the huge serpent carcass.


    The Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa was incredibly large, easily outweighing the Strong Life White Rhinoceros after a rough estimate.


    Among all the Magic Beasts Zhenjin had seen on this island, only the Molten Giant Turtle possessed a more massive body and heavier weight than the Crocodile Head Hammer Tail Boa.


    “It seems that Zong Ge put in quite an effort to kill this silver Magic Beast.”


    Scanning the entire serpent carcass, Zhenjin didn’t find any wounds left by gun spears; instead, there were many bite marks.


    “Lord Zhenjin,” Bai Ya came to pay his respects to Zhenjin at this moment.


    One of his arms was still wrapped in bandages. Such a bone-fracture injury would take at least a couple of months to heal for an ordinary person.


    “They set out for reconnaissance just as dawn broke,” Bai Ya reported.


    “My lord, I have grown up in the forest since I was a child. While I might not be able to hunt right now, I am certain that I can be of assistance in scouting for you!” Bai Ya was enthusiastic, volunteering his services at first sight.


    Zhenjin smiled, “Have you eaten?”


    “I ate long ago, my lord,” Bai Ya was eager, hoping to hear the next words from Zhenjin—Let’s depart now.


    But Zhenjin handed his wooden bowl to Bai Ya instead, “Then, help me with another bowl. I’d like to eat a little more.”


    Bai Ya was momentarily stunned, then quickly took the wooden bowl, “It would be my honor, my lord.”


    Zhenjin leisurely began eating his second bowl of meat soup.


    Lan Zao, having finished a bowl, followed silently behind Zhenjin.


    Bai Ya, watching Zhenjin’s relaxed demeanor, felt increasingly agitated, wanting to urge him on but unable to start. After all, he knew Zhenjin had returned to camp late at night.


    “It seems I am indeed still harboring fear,” Zhenjin mused over his dreams and sighed to himself.


    The challenge of scouting was initiated by Zong Ge, but Zhenjin wasn’t concerned about it, knowing he had the situation well in hand.


    However, he could see Bai Ya’s look of concern and was somewhat touched.


    “Let’s go.” Once he had his fill, Zhenjin led a group out of the camp.


    In addition to Bai Ya, there were other hands, including Lan Zao and Xi Suo.


    All of this was arranged by Cang Xu, who had reported to Zhenjin the night before and received his approval.


    With the reconnaissance work, efficiency was indeed too low solo.


    On this Magic Ban environment, Fighting energy couldn’t be utilized, so Zhenjin’s role was more about protecting the scouting team.


    Nothing special about drawing the map.


    The pink potions ran out quickly—there wasn’t much of it to begin with.


    At midday, Zhenjin led the team back to camp for lunch.


    Bai Ya frantically reported to him, “Lord Zhenjin, we haven’t seen Zong Ge and his team return. They probably brought food and ate out there.”


    As evening approached, with the sun just touching the treetops, Zhenjin had already called the team back to camp.


    “Lord, Zong Ge and his team haven’t returned yet. They are exerting their utmost efforts!” Bai Ya reported again.


    The phrase “exerting their utmost efforts” struck a chord with Zhenjin.


    He suddenly realized that under such circumstances, if he felt pressured, the pressure on Zong Ge must be even greater.


    “It’s tough for everyone,” Zhenjin remarked.


    Bai Ya’s eyes widened slightly—he had advised persistently and gently, trying to alert Zhenjin to the urgency and danger, only to get such a casual comment?


    Bai Ya grew anxious, “My lord, we could just as well carry dry food and continue to scout at noon, without wasting precious time traveling to and from the camp.”


    “Ah, that’s a good suggestion. Let’s do that tomorrow,” Zhenjin readily agreed.


    He had intended to do so from the start. Although he was certain of victory, he still had to put on a show to avoid suspicion from others.


    By the time night had completely fallen, noises from the vicinity of the camp signaled that Zong Ge and his party had finally returned.


    Zong Ge and the others, due to their mixed lineage, had a certain night vision ability.


    But Zong Ge still chose to return. They had scouted all day with all their might, exhausted both in body and mind, with greatly diminished combat power.


    And in the night, predators prowled the forest, greatly increasing the risks.


    Even more crucial was the valuable intelligence brought back by Zhenjin—two Blue Dog Fox Wolves were likely leading the Demon Beast Army to trouble them.


    So, even if Zong Ge was brave, he was concerned about a night attack from the Demon Beast Army.


    Such a decision greatly facilitated Zhenjin’s plans.


    After dinner, he headed deep into the forest alone, purportedly on patrol.


    Having previously laid the pretext, he received the expected results; no one doubted his real motives.


    Once away from the camp, he confirmed there were no onlookers and then removed his clothes to practice transforming into various Magic Beast forms.


    In the Silver Spear Scorpion form, he mainly practiced turning while sprinting at high speed.


    In the Black Iron Bat Monkey form, he became more proficient in using ultrasound.


    In the Bronze Flying Squirrel form, he attempted to unleash electrical attacks.


    “Time is too short!”


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    Zhenjin spent most of the night diligently training, scarcely resting at all.


    Only close to dawn did Zhenjin return to the camp, crawling into his tent to catch up on sleep.