Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Ji Haobo let out a heavy breath and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

Damn it, what bad luck! I'm out hunting and I run into something like this.

As a time traveler, I almost didn't survive more than two episodes before my character was written out of the story.

"Hum..."

A few squeals from the pig brought Ji Haobo back to reality. He turned his head and saw that the wild boar was preparing to run away.

"You beast! I may not be able to beat Biaozi, but I can handle you! Die!"

Ji Haobo grew angrier the more he thought about it, and he threw the wood-chopping knife in his hand while cursing.

The machete whistled as it plunged into the rump of the wild boar that was turning to run away. A spurt of blood gushed out, and the agonizing scream of the slaughtered boar pierced the forest and echoed in all directions.

The wild boar tried to escape, but the nearly meter-long machete, with only a small portion showing, had already destroyed most of its internal organs.

With such severe injuries, the wild boar collapsed after running only ten meters, twitching a few times before becoming still.

"Brother Bo, are you alright?"

At this moment, Yingzi and Lao Hu arrived, but they still looked shaken.

"It's alright. You guys quickly deal with this wild boar and that roe deer. We can't stay here any longer; let's go back first."

Ji Haobo shook his head, gave an order to the others, and then walked towards the place where the thing had just appeared.

Knowing that this was not a place to linger, the group immediately set to work.

Yingzi and Lao Hu dealt with the wild boar, while Wang Pangzi was responsible for handling the roe deer.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Ji Haobo returned from a walk around the area and found that things had been mostly taken care of.

Besides feeding all the wild boar's internal organs to the dogs, after skinning and discarding the head, they still got over a hundred kilograms of meat. Adding the roe deer meat, the total came to nearly two hundred kilograms.

Old Hu and Yingzi were preparing to skewer the meat with the rope they had brought when Ji Haobo took a puff of his cigar and walked over.

"No need for that trouble, I'll take the meat. You guys wash your hands quickly and leave right away."

Otherwise, if Biaozi were to launch a surprise attack, I really wouldn't be able to beat him.

Although the group was somewhat alarmed, they were all suspicious of the amount of meat he was taking.

It wasn't that I thought he couldn't lift it, but the meat was chopped into many pieces, and one person only has two hands, so how could he carry it?

What happened next shocked them: Ji Haobo walked over and with a wave of his hand, all the meat disappeared.

"Ah...this...this..."

Seeing the three of them stunned, Ji Haobo didn't explain anything, but just urged them on.

"Alright, stop standing there, let's go."

More than half an hour later, the group left the forest, rode horses for a while, and finally relaxed.

"Phew... Damn it, now I finally feel like my life is truly my own."

Fatty Wang let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt his tension ease.

"Brother Bo, what does it mean that you call that thing Biaozi? Do you think you've figured out what kind of species it is?"

"Isn't it obvious? Master Bo already called him Biaozi. Haven't you heard the saying 'Among three tigers, there must be one Biaozi'?"

Old Hu also relaxed, gave Fatty Wang a disdainful look, and then sighed:

"This thing is very mysterious. I've only ever heard of it before, I never expected to actually encounter it today, and I certainly never imagined it would be so big."

"Hiss... Is that a 'biao'? That's terrifying! Even a mountain tiger might not be as powerful as it."

Yingzi gasped. The legend of Biao had been circulating in the northern region for a long time.

But as Lao Hu said, we only know its name but never see it, though ferocity is its defining characteristic.

"Hey! Tiger? Yingzi, if you're talking about an ordinary tiger, I could kill it with my bare hands."

But if you were to face that thug, it would be a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

The three were shocked, and Fatty Wang began to flatter him even more.

"Brother Bo, you were able to kill a tiger with your bare hands, which is already a feat comparable to Wu Song. Moreover, you were able to escape from that bastard, which is truly terrifying!"

"What escape? What I meant by 'nine deaths and one life' is that I'll die nine times, and then be eaten alive by it."

Ji Haobo's flattery backfired, making Lao Hu and Yingzi burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

"Uh...boss, didn't you say you could kill a tiger with your bare hands? Biaozi may be strong, but he shouldn't be unable to even let you escape, right?"

Fatty Wang smiled awkwardly, casting a suspicious glance at him.

"Hey! That's because you've only seen the head; you have no idea how big this bastard is."

Ji Haobo sneered, glanced at the group, and before they could ask any questions, began to offer his guess.

"Based on my observation of the location where it appeared, its height compared to the bushes, and the traces it left behind;"

This guy's shoulder height was at least 1.6 meters, and his body length should be between four and five meters. The palm print left on the ground was as big as a palm-leaf fan.

Who could withstand a slap from a creature like that? Hitting it with your bare hands would probably be like getting a massage.

Even if I use my internal energy to strike, it probably won't penetrate the skin and flesh, and won't be able to damage the vital internal organs.

"hiss…"

The data he presented sent chills down the spines of the three men, leaving them terrified.

If that bastard had really gone berserk, of the four of them, only Ji Haobo would probably have escaped.

"Bo...Brother Bo, why do you think Biaozi let us go? Isn't it rumored that this thing is extremely ferocious?"

And it looked incredibly fierce; one look and you knew it was a bad guy. Did it think it was a vegetarian?

Ji Haobo frowned, pondered for a long time, and then shook his head.

"Actually, I've thought about the same question you asked, and I don't understand why that guy would leave either."

Judging from the scar that blinded it in one eye, it was definitely a fierce and aggressive creature.

It's impossible for it to turn around and leave just because I brought it the slightest danger.

The group discussed this problem all the way, but couldn't come up with a solution.

When we got back to the village, it was already past 1 p.m. No one was home at the old Party Secretary's house; they must have been helping out at Old Wang's house.

In rural areas, when someone dies, the funeral usually lasts for two to three days, after which the person is buried.

If Old Wang survives tonight, he'll be buried in a pre-dug pit first thing tomorrow morning.

Since Yanzi wasn't there, none of them knew how to cook. Yingzi only knew how to grill and stew meat.

The old Party Secretary's family didn't have anything for grilling meat, so Yingzi just started stewing the meat herself.

Ji Haobo helped out, Wang Pangzi started the fire, and Lao Hu went outside to chop firewood.

The group was so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs, so they moved with exceptional agility.

As the aroma of the meat wafted from the pot, everyone swallowed hard. After waiting for more than an hour, Yingzi finally said it was ready to be taken out of the pot.

Fatty Wang quickly moved a table out of the house and placed it in a shady spot in the yard. Old Hu brought over a stool, and they sat down to wait for the meat to be served.

Just then, the old Party Secretary and Yanzi returned. Little Stone, who was being led around, smelled the aroma of meat filling the yard and kept swallowing his saliva.