Infinite Hunter

So Cheng Yijiu opened fire very calmly, and the four bears fell directly to the ground, and the pack of dogs rushed forward.

Gunshots echoed through the mountains. Cheng Yijiu had already shot six bears, but now they were nowhere to be seen. The dogs, outrunning Cheng Yijiu, raced towards the peak. Cheng Yijiu pressed forward, rifle in hand, as he neared a point when the ground suddenly exploded. Three massive brown bears had dug a hole in the ground, hiding themselves in bamboo and leaves.

"Fuck, a bear?" He'd never seen such a situation before. Cheng Yijiu had never seen such a naive bear before, and he felt extremely embarrassed for them. However, the situation was also extremely dangerous—three bears in three directions. While it wasn't as dangerous as stepping into the center and being surrounded on three sides, Cheng Yijiu's chance was probably only one shot. Cheng Yijiu retreated as quickly as possible, taking the opportunity to fire a shot at the brown bear in front of him on the left.

The brown bear rolled to the ground, but struggled to get up again. The bear was already approaching, and Cheng Yijiu quickly pulled the bolt and fired again, then ran away. You can't run up the mountain road, because the bear is definitely faster than you. If you want to run, you can only run down the mountain road, and the bear may not be as fast as you. Climbing a tree is unacceptable because bears can also climb trees faster than humans. Cheng Yijiu quickly ran down the mountain and ran on flat ground.

With two bears behind him, Cheng Yijiu felt a bit helpless. He tried to distance himself from the bears by circling the tree, cocking the rifle, turning and seizing the opportunity to fire another shot. The Winchester Magnum rounds were incredibly powerful, far superior to the lead bullets from the Murata hunting rifle. After firing a shot, the bear's claws reached out, and Cheng Yijiu dropped the gun in his hand. If he tried to resist, the gun would break, and his wrist might even be injured.

If he were hunting elsewhere, Cheng Yijiu could still pull out a large-caliber shotgun, which would be incredibly powerful—both the Thompson and the Winchester M21 were handguns capable of firing powerful rounds. But now, Cheng Yijiu could only pull out his hunting knife—this Rambo knife, of course, had been alchemically processed, making it hard and sharp, with a blade nearly thirty centimeters long, making it a truly large hunting knife.

"With the serrations and the reverse blade, it's easy to cut your bear meat!" Cheng Yijiu also gritted his teeth - this is a man who killed a dragon with a two-handed sword. Although there are no mysterious elements in this world that prevent his body from entering the realm of being blessed by God, he is still a warrior standing at the top of the human body. "If I had known this would happen, I would have installed a bayonet lug on the M70 rifle, and even a simple triangular bayonet would be a little "safer" than now.

A human wielding a short spear would be a terrifying ape, their attacks far more ferocious and varied than those of wild beasts. And now Cheng Yijiu had to face the final bear—the one he'd shot earlier was temporarily immobilized. It wasn't hit to the body, but even a single hit to the limbs was enough to paralyze it. The impact was enough to halt the bear for a moment. Standing tall, the final bear was over two and a half meters; Cheng Yijiu thought it might be two and a half meters?

However, standing up to attack Cheng Yijiu was the bear's first mistake. Unlike humans, standing upright only made them look clumsy. Humans can turn quickly, but bears can't. Cheng Yijiu approached quickly with a knife in his right hand. He was not afraid. He had seen lions as big as horses, and those lions were invulnerable to swords and guns. Even the horse was a heavy, cold-blooded horse.

The bear roared and swung its claws, but missed. Instead, Cheng Yijiu, who had rolled over, cut his foot. The sharp knife, under the man's strength, sliced ​​the bear's hind leg, the wound deep enough to reveal the bone. The supporting ligament must have been broken. "Standing up is the biggest mistake!" Cheng Yijiu gritted his teeth, and as the bear bent over and roared, he grabbed the hair on its back and jumped on it.

Cheng Yijiu's left arm quickly grasped the bear's neck, while the knife in his right hand pierced through its ear. A twist of his wrist shifted the tip of the knife six or seven centimeters laterally, and then he quickly pulled it out and leaped down. Landing and tumbling again... the bear turned and slashed its claws across Cheng Yijiu's head. This was its final and most effective attack... Blood flowed continuously from the bear's ear, and its gait immediately became unsteady.

Cheng Yijiu's knife had pierced the bear's brain, and the bear's life was likely over in a few minutes. The massive bleeding in the brain had caused a cerebral infarction. Cheng Yijiu even thought that he had most likely damaged the brain stem, and the bear might suffocate to death. Indeed, the bear took a few steps and fell to the ground, twitching. It stuck out its tongue and opened its mouth wide, trying to inhale, but its lung muscles had completely lost control.

Cheng Yijiu quickly approached the previously downed bear, which was on three legs. The previous bullet must have shattered its shoulder. If the bullet hadn't penetrated, the bear probably wouldn't have lived much longer; lead poisoning would have been enough to shorten its life. Furthermore, if that forelimb wasn't treated or amputated immediately, it might have died from lead poisoning before it could even begin to develop. But the bear still had enough strength to fight.

The bear roared and charged at him, but Cheng Yijiu had no interest in fighting it off—it wasn't a tiger, so why would he fight a grown male bear? He ran quickly, circling around as he retrieved his rifle—and Cheng Yijiu was distressed to find the handle cracked. The blow from the bear's claws wasn't without cost. He pulled the bolt to chamber the rifle while running, and the feeling of pulling it off gave him a chill—damn it! The bolt or chamber is deformed!

Cheng Yijiu was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to pull the trigger and fire the gun—what if it exploded? There was no other way, he could only take a gamble. Without aiming, Cheng Yijiu held the gun horizontally with his left hand, aimed it at the charging bear, and fired—luckily, the gun didn't explode, and Cheng Yijiu released his grip in time to avoid bruising his wrist and fingers from the recoil. He let the rifle fall, the buttstock completely shattered.

The bear on the opposite side was also finished. The bullet entered its body from the base of its other forearm, and it was like pressing the pause button, causing the bear to suddenly stop. Then, pink foam came out of its mouth and it fell to the ground, twitching...

Chapter 25 Helpless

Cheng Yijiu sat on the ground, carefully examining the gun in his hand. "Alas, basically every time I fire it's a gamble." The bear's blow had clearly deformed the chamber and bolt, and the bolt had completely jammed when he pulled it. The gun was basically unusable—it could be repaired, but thinking of the labor involved, Cheng Yijiu decided it would be easier to just get a new one. He unloaded all the bullets and stuffed them into his bag.

The competitor didn't bring a pistol, so Cheng Yijiu only had a hunting knife. "Damn it, even a modern bear hunting spear would be helpful." Such a weapon does exist. It is a hollow steel tube with a blade-shaped double-edged spear head with a stop lever. The spear head is nearly 30 centimeters long, which is enough to easily penetrate the brown bear's fat layer that is 10 centimeters thick, causing extremely serious penetrating injuries to the internal organs inside the torso - especially since bears like to stand and roar in demonstration. A brave hunter can take this opportunity to launch a fatal blow and directly kill the brown bear.

Now there is only hunting knife...

Even if this was a Rambo knife, and Cheng Yijiu was likely stronger than Rambo, killing a bear with a knife? Thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem impossible. There were cases of people being forced into hand-to-hand combat with bears and then driving them away, although most of those bears were female, with a few being malnourished males. Cheng Yijiu gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a big, strong bear. It's no more dangerous than a tiger! Go ahead!"

The hunter sorted out his gear and his clothes, discarding his torn jacket and pulling out a spare hunting vest from his backpack. He then checked on the two bears, both of which were dead. One had definitely died of brain stem damage from a cerebral hemorrhage, while the other had a blown lung. The severe internal bleeding and suffocation had killed it, a truly agonizing death.

Even if it was painful, it only lasted a few minutes. "What a waste of such good fur," Cheng Yijiu sighed. He cleaned his hunting knife, put on his tactical gloves, and prepared to go up the mountain again.

The dogs up ahead barked relentlessly, and Cheng Yijiu, stretching his legs at the foot of the mountain, suddenly felt like a hero—the same state he'd used when strangling a golden lion or slaying a flying dragon, a state of blood overflowing with energy, ready to fight the beast to the death with both weapon and body. As he stretched his body, Cheng Yijiu felt warm and full of energy.

He climbed up quickly, and when he passed the brown bear's ambush, he saw the bear lying dead on the ground after being shot twice. He sighed at the stopping power of the Magnum bullet. Then he simply ignored it and continued to climb.

Further up, you can see many corpses—dogs. "It's quite tragic!" Cheng Yijiu sighed. The dogs were covered in wounds from bear claws, torn and shattered, leaving them horrible to look at. There were no bear carcasses here, but Cheng Yijiu could see that at least four bears had coordinated their retreat, resulting in the deaths of at least thirty dogs without leaving behind a single one.

"No wonder they've gathered over two thousand wild dogs. It seems most of them are just cannon fodder, the kind that'll be killed with a single claw." Cheng Yijiu sighed, and soon he saw the abandoned cabin in the woods. Inside, he saw three bodies, the human remains reduced to skeletons and incomplete. The remaining clothing and backpacks indicated they were nameless hikers, presumably the unlucky souls who had perished at Chijia's hands.

I met a bear while climbing the mountain, and then killed and eaten it in this house.

Cheng Yijiu continued forward and saw a pack of dogs battling bears. The four bears were also covered in wounds, but the dogs seemed tired and simply surrounded them without attacking. Cheng Yijiu didn't even look and continued to climb. Three sides of this mountain were accessible for climbing, while the other side was a cliff - this was something Cheng Yijiu had learned the last time he climbed. Now there were dogs fighting bears on all three sides. "It's unbelievable that such a thing could happen." Cheng Yijiu was at a loss for words.

Is it credible that the dogs mustered over two thousand men, while the bears mustered at least fifty men to fight an offensive and defensive battle? Cheng Yijiu saw it with his own eyes. "I can't understand it, but I'm deeply shocked." He moved quickly, and soon a one-eyed bear appeared before his eyes. This bear had reddish-brown hair on its head and back, and was quite large. "Is this Chijia?" Cheng Yijiu was very skeptical. "They look quite similar. The hair and the one-eyed bear, and the fearless ferocity when facing me."

The bear stood over two and a half meters tall and weighed over five hundred kilograms. Cheng Yijiu drew his hunting knife, but his attention wasn't just on this bear—he also had to watch out for sneak attacks from other bears. He no longer dared to underestimate the intelligence of these bears. At this moment, Dazuo's puppy reappeared. It had previously been with the four bears below, but in the blink of an eye, it had caught up with Cheng Yijiu, crouching down and barking at the bear.

"I'm relying on you for the security mission," Cheng Yijiu said to the dog, then he charged at the one-eyed brown bear. He circled around, approaching the bear from its blind side. A large bear can't turn as quickly and agilely as a two-legged human. He quickly closed in on the blind side and struck directly at its flailing front paw.

Killing the bear in one fell swoop was both impossible and too dangerous, leaving little room for error. Therefore, Cheng Yijiu resorted to gradually wearing down the bear's fighting power—first, he sought to disable the bear's greatest weapon, its front paw. With Cheng Yijiu's power, the sharp Rambo knife could easily slice through the bear's skin and fat, severely damaging the underlying muscles and tendons. A few slashes would cripple the forelimb.

Cheng Yijiu was like a wasp, his sudden lunge a slash on the bear's paw. He never blocked the bear's claws, relying on his reaction speed to penetrate and cut. The bear lunged at Cheng Yijiu, and Cheng Yijiu used trees to block it. Humans do have a considerable advantage in lateral movement. The key is not to panic. If you panic, your steps will be unstable and you won't be able to predict the bear's movements, which will be dangerous.

But if one stays calm and reacts quickly enough, it's like dancing a dangerous dance with the bear, giving it a strangely graceful feel—the kind of thing Spanish bullfighting is all about. A dance with death—for both bears and humans—Cheng Yijiu always ducks toward the bear's blind side, which gives him more space and inflicts greater damage.

The dance, which made both parties extremely nervous, lasted for about three minutes. The adrenaline made Cheng Yijiu feel that everything was under control... The hair on one forearm of the bear in front of him was already soaked in blood.

Chapter 26 Meeting

"It's basically useless." Cheng Yijiu thought so. He was also adjusting his breathing and trying to calm down a little. If the adrenaline continued to surge like this, he would probably have tinnitus, dizziness, and a pounding heart. The one-eyed bear was also stabilizing, but the wound was still bleeding, and the situation was not favorable for the bear. The fight between humans and bears seemed to be entering the final stage. And Cheng Yijiu was also sure of one thing, "This bear is definitely not Chijia! It's too naive!"

Although it was considered a fake Red Armor, this bear was still dangerous, and Cheng Yijiu couldn't afford to take it lightly. Fortunately, Dazuo's dog was still there, and was dealing with the injured bear. "You're more like a cat than a dog, right?" Cheng Yijiu sighed as he watched the dog repeatedly perform triangle jumps with the help of trees and launch surprise attacks from the air—this was definitely not the attack mode of a canine.

Anyway, the one-eyed bear had been disturbed, and Cheng Yijiu was ready to strike a fatal blow. A stab to the heart wasn't the right approach; the most effective way to finish the bear was to either sever the carotid artery, or pierce the brain through the ear or eye, or even the back of the neck to sever the medulla oblongata. This would require a decisive and precise strike from Cheng Yijiu, so the hunter constantly adjusted his direction and distance, crouching down in preparation.

A bear is still a bear after all, and its intelligence is definitely not comparable to that of humans. The dog was attacking and disturbing it, so it also focused its attention entirely on the dog, and ignored the direction and distance of humans - after all, it has only one eye... Cheng Yijiu moved, like a lightning bolt, he still launched a surprise attack from the blind side of the opponent, aiming at the bear's back.

For animals, a human leaping onto their backs was practically invincible, as was their strangulation technique—Cheng Yijiu had previously used it to kill a lion. And now, he had successfully leaped onto a bear's back—not risking the bear rolling over, but swiftly slashing the brown bear's neck with his blade. With Cheng Yijiu's strength, the blade sliced ​​through the flesh with ease, nearly severing bone with such force.

Blood flowed like a waterfall. In just twenty seconds, the bear's heart pumped out almost all the blood from the severed carotid artery. The brown bear, which had almost run out of blood, still roared furiously and tried to fight back against Cheng Yijiu. However, it failed. It lay powerlessly on the ground, stuck out its white tongue and died, with its eyes wide open until its death.

Cheng Yijiu breathed a sigh of relief. He stabbed his hunting knife into a nearby tree, flexed his fingers and arms, and began to relax his tense muscles. He then pulled out the energy bar from his pocket and the water bag from his back to replenish his energy and water. The puppy suddenly ran away again. The battle below seemed to be heating up. The four bears, harassed by the dogs, seemed unable to hold out.

Cheng Yijiu rested for ten minutes, pulled out the knife and turned it in his hand. He had to continue going up.

He had not been climbing for long when the pack of dogs suddenly appeared beside him. Amid the barking of the puppy, they pretended not to see him and continued to rush upwards.

Before Cheng Yijiu and the dogs appeared a bloated brown bear. It must have weighed between 450 and 500 kilograms, looking quite obese. On its back lay a broken spear, wedged in the healed wound. This must have caused the bear immense pain, and complete madness welled up in its red eyes. "How many people has this guy eaten?" Cheng Yijiu could sense the bear's presence.

Looking at the speargun reminded him of a story from the village: a fishing boat had drifted to the Aomori dock in winter, surprisingly empty. When the crew opened the cabin, a brown bear rushed out, a broken spear lodged in its body. Apparently, the bear had boarded the boat in search of food, but the boat was moving and it couldn't leave. After a life-and-death struggle with the crew, it ultimately killed everyone on board, surviving by cannibalism and maintaining a healthy and robust body.

That day, it killed two people at the dock and escaped. Unexpectedly, it appeared here now, recruited by Chijia. Let the dogs handle this. Cheng Yijiu carefully looked into the brown bear's eyes and began to move away. With a bark, several dogs launched a surprise attack. They were Shikoku dogs with tiger stripes, similar to Akita dogs. They coordinated skillfully, launching a desperate attack from above, center, and below on the upright brown bear.

Da Zuo's puppy once again used the tree to triangular jump and launched a surprise attack from the top... If it was Cheng Yijiu, he should have used the broken spear at this moment to cause the wound to rupture or penetrate deeper, which would definitely cause serious injuries to the bear and maybe kill it in one go.

But now, Cheng Yijiu couldn't care less. He had to retain enough energy and strength to face Chijia, the giant bear he had never truly fought. It might have approached Cheng Yijiu before, and Cheng Yijiu might have shot it, but it was certain that he had missed. If that happened, Chijia would probably regard Cheng Yijiu as his greatest enemy, just like Tian Wulang.

The hunter quickly reached the top of the mountain, and the first thing he saw was a bear hound, Tian Wulang's. The dog's body was covered in healed wounds, and it was barking at the rocks on the mountain, as if challenging him. "Where did this dog get up here? And can dogs speak bear language? Can they communicate in foreign languages?" Cheng Yijiu almost laughed. Seeing humans coming, the dog stared at Cheng Yijiu instead. Cheng Yijiu saw this gaze as if it was urging him to leave the place quickly because it was dangerous.

The pile of rocks shifted, and a massive shadow gradually rose. Cheng Yijiu sighed. "Sure enough, that shot might have disrupted some mechanism, sending the bear into a growth mode. If left alone, the bear's body would collapse in three to five years at most." But right now, this bear was undoubtedly the largest brown bear ever recorded in the Ussuri River. Cheng Yijiu estimated its standing height to be between 3.3 and 3.4 meters. This was based on his close observations, without the illusions caused by observing from a distance.

Although it didn't start roaring, Cheng Yijiu had no doubt that this one-eyed bear was Chijia - the aura of ferocity and violence that came towards him made the previous one-eyed bear really a child compared to this one.

py a book

In the endless world of "Dimension Exchange", there is a legend about "Fate Exchange"

It is said that as long as you pay enough, you can change your destiny.

Among the guests arriving here are ordinary people—a cowardly ghost girl who gambles her future to stand side by side with her sister;

At the same time, there are heroes - heroic spirits from ancient times who risk everything to protect the girl in the castle and even transcend legends;

There's even an executioner with blood on his hands—can the son of the man who guards the devil be redeemed?

"Destiny is a sleeping slave, and what would you pay to awaken it?"

Every guest who appears in the 'Fate Exchange' will give a different answer

In order to respond to their awakening, the owner here will also travel through the gap between the world and time to change his fate.

----

This is a story about a traveler who keeps traveling through different worlds in order to meet his own destiny, even though he is covered with scars.

A story about constantly changing the fate of others while gaining one's own 'happiness'

This is a book about moral integrity. Although I haven't read it yet, the introduction seems okay. I hope it is not a literary or two-dimensional book.

Chapter 27 Fighting

"Well, this is a large Ussuri brown bear that is comparable to the largest brown bears in the Kodiak Peninsula and polar bears." Cheng Yijiu was not too surprised, because the man-eating cave bear he shot in the United States stood much taller than the guy in front of him, and the weight of this bear in front of him was about 700 kilograms, which was far less than that cave bear that weighed nearly one ton.

Cheng Yijiu glanced at the hunting knife in his hand and smiled bitterly. Killing the bear with just such a knife was a real challenge. Cheng Yijiu approached the red-armored beast from its blind side, while the bearhound faced the bear head-on, ready to attack at any moment. The bear reared up—a familiar bear habit—but suddenly turned to face Cheng Yijiu and lunged.

It seemed it was still more interested in killing humans, so the bear hounds could be used to attack it—they were medium-sized dogs, with teeth only ten centimeters long, so it was unclear whether they could penetrate the bear's thick fat layer. The bear hounds' responsibility was to attack the bear's frontal areas, such as its nose, face, and heels, preventing it from escaping and allowing the hunter to calmly aim and kill it with a single shot. They weren't meant to kill the bear in close combat.

The brown bear before him was so large that even a fully grown male tiger couldn't handle it. Cheng Yijiu had no idea how to deal with it. The best he could do was run away, so he decided to give it a try. The bear lunged with great force, and Cheng Yijiu, as usual, quickly moved sideways, toward the blind side. This bear was much more experienced, and when it pounced, it immediately turned toward its blind side, striving to face Cheng Yijiu head-on.

Cheng Yijiu dodged backwards immediately, the massive bear claw swiping past him. He stomped hard, charged in, and struck, but the blade pierced the bear's shoulder as it retreated. Cheng Yijiu had to quickly let go to avoid being hit by the bear's backhanded claw. He rolled over after letting go, as the bear's shoulder joint prevented it from swinging back close to his body.

The bearhound launched a surprise attack, striking at the brown bear's heels from the other side, its sharp canines poised to sever tendons. A successful strike would have made it difficult for the bear to stand upright, and even its entire mobility would have been limited. Its massive size gave it immense strength, but its agility surpassed that of most bears. In an instant, the bear twisted its body to face the bearhounds.

At this time, Chijia still had a hunting knife stuck in his shoulder, blood gushing from the wound. However, the brown bear ignored him, and Cheng Yijiu seriously considered running away. Facing a huge brown bear with bare hands was definitely not a good idea. Taking this opportunity to run away would be the real deal. "I really don't want to do another punishment mission!" Cheng Yijiu thought.

Killing this bear was truly difficult, but with the dogs, there might be a chance. The question was how? What other weapons could be used? "First, get the hunting knife!" Cheng Yijiu decided to take a chance, leaping onto the bear's back and drawing his knife. This was essentially a desperate move, and Cheng Yijiu was clearly getting carried away. Did he really think that hunting wouldn't be a life-or-death experience?

At this point, dogs were already running in from other directions. Chijia roared loudly, and some reckless dogs rushed forward and were instantly killed. Chijia, relying on his massive body, was practically invincible among the pack. Cheng Yijiu was still searching for an opportunity when he saw a strange sight—a bizarre sight that left him feeling extremely embarrassed and a bit naive.

That was a uniquely Japanese skill. The bear hound broke into a run, using rocks and trees as a jumping jack to accelerate. Suddenly, it curled up into a ball, opened its mouth, bared its fangs, and began to spin, causing its fangs to spin at the outermost edge, flying towards the brown bear. "What's this? Spiral Ascension or Hurricane Wolf Fang?" Cheng Yijiu was truly amazed, no longer able to view this bear hound with ordinary eyes. "Ninjutsu killing method?" Anyway, the spinning blades flashed by, truly slicing through the giant bear's fur.

"The teeth weren't pried out from inside?" Cheng Yijiu wondered, leaping decisively to grab the bear's fur. The roaring bear swung its body around, forcing Cheng Yijiu to reach under its armpits and grasp its neck fur to avoid being caught by its claws. He could only do the same with his other hand—it wouldn't be fast enough to grab the hunting knife on his shoulder. Unless the bear fell down in this Nelson lock, Cheng Yijiu would have difficulty breaking its cervical vertebrae.

But there was one advantage: the bear's weapons were destroyed. Its claws and teeth couldn't hurt Cheng Yijiu at all. The bear was so big that Cheng Yijiu had to barely grab his hands. If he were a little shorter or had shorter arms, he probably wouldn't be able to do it. Now he was really in a difficult situation. The bear's neck was thicker than a human's, and breaking it was too difficult. Fortunately, this would create an opportunity for the dog. If the bear sat down and let Cheng Yijiu touch the ground with both feet, he would still be able to kill the bear.

Cheng Yijiu's strength was considerable; if he had a stable base to lean on, he might have been able to break the bear's bones with his weight. But now, he was merely an obstacle to the bear, and the dogs took advantage of this. Under the command of the bearhounds and puppies, their primary target was the red-armored beast's legs and feet, aiming to bite and destroy the bear's two hind legs.

If its two hind legs were crippled and it couldn't stand, the bear would be dead—no matter how big its body was, it wouldn't matter. There were enough dogs, so the death squad in front kept biting the remaining eyes of the giant bear, while another group bit its heels. Cheng Yijiu used his hands to support the cervical vertebrae and used his knees to push against the bear's chest and back, exerting force like an arch bridge, which put considerable pressure on the bear's spine.

Pressing down from above, a normal person's spine would have been broken by now, but the giant bear was still holding them up. The bear couldn't fall down either. If it fell backward, Cheng Yijiu would certainly be turned into a meat pie, but the bear would never be able to stand up again. In fact, the moment the dogs rushed to the top of the mountain, Chijia's defeat was declared. After the bloody battle, there were still at least 1,300 to 1,400 wild dogs. Even a bite from a single dog could tear Chijia to pieces.

Cheng Yijiu fought with all his might, his joints crackling. Of course, the bear wasn't feeling well either. Its roar was stifled, and its neck began to uncontrollably press down. The dogs seized the opportunity to rush over and bite, trying to drag the bear down in one fell swoop. Chijia roared wildly, and the force of his shoulders and back finally sent Cheng Yijiu flying. He then dropped to all fours and fought the dogs desperately.

Chapter 28 Assassination

Its enormous size brings with it immense strength and superior defensive capabilities. This bear's fur feels like steel, and combined with its thick subcutaneous fat, it's impossible for dog teeth to penetrate its body. Only at the movable joints of its limbs can dog teeth cause damage.

Cheng Yijiu was flung back into the air and crashed into the "castle tower" on the cliff, a pile of rocks and trees. His strong physique prevented him from sustaining any injuries, but the impact still took him more than ten seconds to recover. Standing up, Cheng Yijiu looked at the giant bear that was charging around with near-invincibility, shook his neck left and right, and squeezed his palms until they cracked.

Cheng Yijiu picked up a large wooden stick from the ground and launched another charge from the side of the brown bear that was blind. The bear turned and moved very quickly on all fours, which was disproportionate to its huge size. It almost turned towards Cheng Yijiu immediately and launched a bite.

Of course, Cheng Yijiu couldn't stand and be attacked by this 700-kilogram beast. His first move was to roll to the side to avoid the attack. Then, he stood firm, grasped the big wooden club with both arms, and with all his strength, he hit the bear's head with the club. Cheng Yijiu's palm shook, and the big club, as thick as a bowl, broke directly into pieces, and the bear's head naturally sank down under his blow.

Without the fur, this blow would have been enough to shatter the skull of a giant boar. Now, hitting the bear's head, it was enough to stun it for a while, but I don't know if it shattered part of its skull. Cheng Yijiu directly stuck his sword on the bear's left arm—his knife was still on the shoulder.

Cheng Yijiu looped his right arm around the bear's head, securing it just below its neck. His left hand clamped onto his right wrist, his body pressed firmly against the bear's left front paw. This way, the bear could barely hurt him with its left paw, and its right paw was equally ineffective. As Cheng Yijiu's arms tightened, a rear-naked triangle choke took shape.

This was thanks to Cheng Yijiu's protective gear. His clothes had a protective mesh fiber lining, making it difficult for bear claws to tear through them simply—because the brown bear couldn't exert much force in this position. The dogs seized the opportunity and swarmed over, biting the giant bear's heels fiercely. The bear hounds even went around to the back and began to dig into its anus.

The bear immediately stood up, easily carrying Cheng Yijiu with it. Cheng Yijiu quickly shifted his center of gravity, using his own weight to tighten his arms from behind. This was a blood strangle, a maneuver that deprived the creature of blood to the brain and caused it to faint. Even if the bear was cunning, its anatomy prevented it from reaching above the shoulder or under the armpit to claw at an enemy from behind like a human.

Another whirling flash of teeth. This time, the bearhound aimed at the brown bear's knee. The other side's puppy followed suit, a descendant of the bearhound, and also launched a whirling attack, attacking the brown bear's other knee. However, after the attack, the bear was still able to stand, as if nothing had happened.

And Cheng Yijiu's strangulation seemed to be useless? The monster swung its body wildly, throwing Cheng Yijiu away again. This time, it rushed towards Cheng Yijiu frantically, its single eye bloodshot. Cheng Yijiu could even see bloody saliva spurting out of its nostrils and open mouth. The giant bear's mouth was full of blood, and it looked quite ferocious.

The bear was already enslaved by several dogs, three or four of them weighing forty or fifty kilograms, gnashing their teeth on its back and hind legs, forcing it to charge forward. Cheng Yijiu practiced his rolling technique, aiming for the right direction and dodging the bear's blows and bites.

The one-eyed dog ultimately put Chijia at a disadvantage. A fearless dog charged forward, biting him tightly, refusing to let go even if Chijia killed him—using its own weight to hinder the giant bear's movement, buying its companions a chance. Cheng Yijiu's clothes were already tattered, and he undoubtedly had many bruises, but at least he hadn't taken a single blow from Chijia, so his bones were fine.

It was just a bear, after all, far less dangerous than a lion. Because of its gigantism caused by brain damage, its true strength was inferior to the cave bear Cheng Yijiu had killed. And if intelligence could be converted into combat power? At least for a ground-based bear, that wouldn't be possible.

More and more dogs were hung up without regard for their own lives, and Chijia's movements became slower and slower. Although the ground was full of dead dogs, there were still at least seven or eight hundred dogs waiting to fight, and there were more than ten dead and living dogs hanging on Chijia, and all of them were large dogs weighing forty or fifty kilograms.

Cheng Yijiu's previous attack hadn't been in vain—his arms and knees had injured the bear's spine, and the stranglehold on its neck had injured its trachea. The swelling, combined with the blow to its head, had rapidly weakened the bear. Cheng Yijiu quickly jumped up from the ground, picked up a tree trunk, and rushed toward the bear, grabbing it with both hands.

The tree trunk hit the brown bear heavily, and it waved its claws to knock the tree trunk away that was about to pierce it - at this time, Cheng Yijiu had already loosened his hands and rushed to the side of the brown bear again - he still couldn't pull out the knife, so he could only stretch out two fingers and forcefully poke into the remaining eye of the brown bear.

The next moment, he pulled his hand away and rolled to the ground, but was still caught by the bear's claws. Cheng Yijiu's clothes reduced some of the damage, but his arm was still left with long, bloody claw marks. The hunter's mouth twisted in pain, but his chance had come - relying on smell alone, the bear might not be able to continue fighting.

Cheng Yijiu didn't bother cleaning the wound or stopping the bleeding, instead scurrying to the leeward side. The dogs, seeing their opportunity, quickly rushed forward, attempting to drag the giant bear down. Finally, the red-armored bear fell to the ground, and Cheng Yijiu, closing in from the leeward side, finally had a chance to draw his hunting knife.

And the next blow would be the one that would send this bear to the world. "If the gun was still good, it wouldn't have gotten to this point. Five rounds of Winchester Magnum rifle bullets would have killed you, you bastard!" Cheng Yijiu cursed as one of his arms hung down with blood dripping from his arm. The bear in front of him had already exhausted a lot of physical strength, and the field was littered with dead dogs. The situation was horrible.

Cheng Yijiu carefully avoided the dead dogs lying on the ground and quickly approached the brown bear covered with dogs from the downwind. This time, his approach was almost safe. The brown bear's reaction was much slower. Cheng Yijiu attacked from the back. He leaned over the dog, which was still biting the brown bear's shoulder even though it was dead, and stabbed it behind the bear's ear.

The bear's head was too large, making this the perfect spot for a stab wound on the back. Cheng Yijiu's blade swung through the bear's cervical vertebrae, severing the medulla oblongata. The bear fell to the ground almost immediately, but Cheng Yijiu remained calm. He diligently swirled the blade, nearly severing the entire cervical vertebrae before sitting on the corpse, catching his breath. Only then did he have time to cleanse and bandage himself.

Volume: Short daily life

Chapter 1 Return

Just as he was about to treat the wound, a lone door appeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye. In this environment, a single door was actually quite scary. Cheng Yijiu sighed, stood up and pushed open the door - none of the dogs, including the little one, wagged their tails to follow him.

As soon as Cheng Yijiu entered the room, he disappeared from this world.

The moment he stepped into the room, the wound on his arm healed automatically, leaving no scars behind. If he wanted to leave scars, he would have to do it in "reality." Cheng Yijiu took off his tattered and bloodstained clothes and walked directly into the bathroom on the first floor. This bathroom was much larger and more luxurious than the one upstairs.

"Still no hunting dogs. Am I going to have to rely on myself for all my hunting from now on? This is clearly an unqualified hunter." Cheng Yijiu thought as he soaked in the large bathtub, covering his head with a towel. Tracking prey entirely on his own was indeed a bit tiring for Cheng Yijiu.

One of his guns was destroyed, but luckily he had several spare weapons - he still didn't want automatic firepower, because that was illegal in most gun-free countries, and the targets he wanted to hunt were large beasts that had eaten humans, and the recoil of a semi-automatic rifle would be quite strong.