Mercenaries in Two Worlds

When he was almost halfway up the mountain, the lion waiting at the bottom suddenly roared, and Zhang Qian understood that it was telling him to come down quickly. Just then, a sharp bird cry came from the horizon. Zhang Qian looked up and was so frightened that his hair stood on end and he was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly and frantically climbed down.

It turned out to be an enormous, ferocious bird, more than four meters long, flying rapidly toward Zhang Qian. If Zhang Qian wasn't seeing things, the bird's feathers were even crackling with lightning.

Forget his surprise, seeing the speed, Zhang Qian knew he was definitely too late, and thought to himself, "I'm doomed."

The journey was fraught with danger, and the risk level was exceptionally high.

"Slide down quickly, I'll catch you!" the lion roared anxiously from below the cliff.

Zhang Qian had no other choice but to trust the lion. He gritted his teeth and slid down the vine using gravity. A sharp pain shot through his hand as he realized how much skin and flesh had been chafed.

Seeing Zhang Qian slide down quickly, the ferocious bird cried out, and a terrifying bolt of lightning shot out from its beak, flying towards Zhang Qian.

Although he was frantically scrolling down, Zhang Qian kept an eye on the long-haired bird. When he saw lightning suddenly flash from the bird's beak, he was so frightened that he instinctively shrank back.

With a "boom," the lightning struck Qing Teng, grazing Zhang Qian's head. Zhang Qian was lucky to survive; before he could even feel relieved, he found himself in freefall.

"Ah~~~~" A scream that moved the listener rang out and echoed in the deep forest. A flock of birds flew up in surprise, and Zhang Qian closed his eyes in fear.

Suddenly, the lion below the cliff accelerated and charged up the cliff face. Using its momentum, it took a few steps along the cliff, then pushed off forcefully, sending the lion flying through the air. Zhang Qian landed perfectly on its broad back. After landing back on the ground, the lion bit the necks of its two cubs and then ran off into the woods.

Zhang Qian, clinging to the lion's back, felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and he couldn't even utter a sound. Fortunately, his instinctive reaction made him grip the lion's neck fur tightly, preventing him from falling off.

The lion nimbly darted through the forest, while the bird of prey chasing behind it was slowed down by the dense foliage. In a moment of panic, the bird opened its beak and unleashed a bolt of lightning several times more powerful than the previous one.

With a "boom," the lion seemed to have eyes in the back of its head and twisted its body to dodge. Although it dodged, the force of the lightning striking the ground caught it off guard and sent it flying. A small beast fell from its mouth, and Zhang Qian also fell down.

Seeing the ferocious bird gliding towards him, Zhang Qian tried to dodge to the side. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little lion on the ground whimpering and unable to get up. In a panic, Zhang Qian reached out and grabbed the little lion's tail, and together they darted behind a tree.

With a sharp, teeth-grinding sound, the ferocious bird's foot sliced ​​through half of the tree in front of Zhang Qian, its claws flying past him just centimeters away, the wind it generated causing a sharp, painful gust of wind.

"Come here, hurry up!" Zhang Qian turned around and saw the lion roaring at him from a cave entrance. Without hesitation, Zhang Qian ran over as fast as he could and just managed to escape the ravenous bird before it pounced. The scruffy bird was left outside the cave, calling out in vain.

Zhang Qian, slumped on the ground, was still panting, barely able to process what had happened. It was the last dog that had killed him; even filming a movie wasn't this thrilling.

Once he calmed down and was thanking the various deities for their rescue, he saw that three lions had already smashed the giant egg and were licking the yolk with slurping sounds. A pungent, fishy smell wafted over, and Zhang Qian quickly covered his nose. They were indeed a family of gluttons; they hadn't even settled down yet before they started eating.

The little lion that Zhang Qian had rescued ran over and bit Zhang Qian's hem, trying its best to drag him over. Zhang Qian reached out and patted the little lion's head, saying, "No need, you can eat!" But the little lion wouldn't give up, using its newly grown teeth to bite Zhang Qian's hem, its four little paws kicking diagonally, just trying to drag Zhang Qian over.

"Have some, these eggs of the third-tier Thunder Flying Eagle are extremely rare and hard to come by," the large lion said.

As a native of Guangdong, Zhang Qian didn't have many taboos about eating this kind of food, and he was also a little tempted. He reached out and picked up the little lion from the ground, stroked its soft fur head, and said, "Okay, I'll eat with you."

The little lion seemed to understand Zhang Qian's words, nuzzling its head against Zhang Qian's palm, which was incredibly cute and melted his heart.

Putting down the clingy little lion, Zhang Qian used the broken eggshell to scoop up a little egg liquid, enduring the fishy smell, and poured it into his mouth. The egg liquid, which was originally extremely fishy and smelly, produced a faint sweetness upon entering his mouth, and then turned into a warm current flowing into his stomach.

"Mmm, delicious." Zhang Qian drank it spoonful by spoonful without any hesitation.

Seeing that Zhang Qian liked it, the little lion happily jumped around on the ground, sipped some egg yolk, and jumped a couple more times. It accidentally stepped on the other little lion's paw, and immediately the two little guys started biting each other with their harmless mouths.

The giant egg was devoured in a flash by the four gluttons. Zhang Qian licked his lips, still wanting more. He could no longer smell the fishy smell. He felt a warm, cozy sensation all over his body, which grew hotter and hotter. Then he felt itchy all over, which was a bit uncomfortable.

The lion said, "Eat that fruit too."

Zhang Qian had already trusted the lion, and obediently took the fruit out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

When the lion saw the small fruit, its eyes also gleamed with longing, but it suppressed it and watched with heartache as Zhang Qian ate the fruit.

After swallowing the fruit, Zhang Qian heard strange noises coming from inside his body. Then, he felt as if he had stepped into a furnace and was burning up, screaming and rolling on the ground in agony. He cursed the lion inwardly, thinking, "This lion is so ungrateful! It whetted my appetite with the egg yolk and now it's going to kill me! Now it's time for the real meal! Wasn't it supposed to be that human flesh is sour? What happened to the trust between man and lion?"

About fifteen minutes later, Zhang Qian stopped, covered in dirt and sweat. He touched his body and found that he had not been torn to pieces. On the contrary, he felt refreshed.

Seeing the three lions watching him from afar, Zhang Qian felt a little strange. He sniffed and found that his body was covered in black, unidentified stuff, and a smell even worse than bird eggs wafted up, making him feel nauseous.

"Ugh... what is this? Is this the legendary marrow cleansing? How disgusting! I never knew I had such disgusting things hidden in my body." Zhang Qian felt even more nauseous thinking about how he used to have so many smelly things on his body that looked like excrement.

The lion growled at a spring-like pool inside the cave, and Zhang Qian immediately understood what it meant, jumping in with a "plop".

It took him nearly 45 minutes to wash himself clean. During this time, he also discovered that his strength, hearing, and other senses had become stronger; he could crush stones in the pool with a single punch, and he could even hear the faint sounds of a lion cub stomping on its parent lion.