Wang Yang glanced at the gloomy sky and knew that the snow could not stop at all, so he took everyone out to set up a trap without thinking.

He left so quickly that he did not feed the animals.

After setting up a trap, he returned to the cave.

He felt like a rechargeable battery. He started to consume energy as soon as he came out of the cave. After a while, he felt that he was insufficient energy and went back to charge.

He fed the last bit of hay to the rabbit, and the other little animals were fed some minced meat because they were omnivorous.

Half an hour later, he went to harvest prey. This time he had a lot of prey and caught three.

He set a trap and after another half an hour, he harvested four of them this time.

He was overjoyed. If he continues to gain this way, are he still afraid that he has nothing to eat?

But on the third time, he returned empty-handed and didn't catch any of them.

I wiped my face and swept away the feeling of depression. I was so proud of my life, and there was nothing to do when I was empty-handed.

After catching it a few more times, everyone barely ate half full, and used it as breakfast and lunch.

In the afternoon, Wang Yang went out again and again, and he had no choice but to do so. Heavy snow sealed the "mountain" that captured his prey.

Until this time, it was almost evening and the light began to dim.

Wang Yang went out to take back the barrel, frowned, and looked unhappy.

He calculated that he went out five times in the afternoon, and the harvest was a little bit higher, with a total of twelve.

These are their suppers.

Wang Yang wiped his face and felt very ashamed. Such a little food could be consumed in one day for those small animals, let alone the apes who eat larger food.

They were half full at noon, and they still had two meals to eat. They were so hungry that they stared at the small animals they were raised, and their eyes often flowed on them.

Wang Yang could see it, but he didn't say anything and was still silent.

Raising is for the sake of emergencies. It is a pity to consume it before it has developed yet.

Besides, the little animals have no food to feed today, and they are also starving.

"Ba~bha~"

The dry firewood cracked in the high temperature and kept crackling. The adults began to decompose prey and barbecue. They would not waste a little of the food, nor would the animal's blood be wasted. They would drink it if they were still liquid, and would not wash away the solidified ones, and would eat it together with the meat.

Wang Yang didn't recommend them to wash it off, and blood was also very nutritious.

The meat was roasted for a while, and Xiaohong handed him a piece of meat. He took it, his stomach was gushing, but he couldn't eat it, so he gave it to his friend sitting next to him.

Seeing that he didn't eat it, Xiaohong took him another piece of meat, so he gave it to Li Si.

Xiaohong also gave him one piece, and he gave it to Zhang San again.

Finally, after eating these, no one was full, and Wang Yang didn't eat a bite.

The exorcist didn't eat much, and there was not enough food. He wanted to kill some animals to eat. He held a stone knife in his hand, but when he saw Wang Yang, he was hesitant to move.

The same was true for the others, looking at him while sneaking at the small animals.

Those eyes fell on Wang Yang. He lowered his head and did not look at them, but could clearly feel it.

Suddenly, he stood up and thought to himself: "If animals are gone, you can raise them again. If people are gone, they will be completely gone. Eat!"

He raised his stone knife with red eyes and walked towards the rat's nest. The mice had the largest number and reproduced the fastest. Eat some of them soon and will be replenished. Eat them first!

There are two rat nests, one is the house outside, where newborns and mother rats are located, and the other is deep in the cave.

Most of the adult mice here are big and look like cats.

When Wang Yang came here, he stared at the oldest male mouse. The male mouse was the first mouse that Wang Yang caught. He lived here for a year and was very familiar with the depths of the cave.

It has a big body, and it doesn't have to move with food and clothing. It has gained a lot of weight and is as round as a small ball.

Seeing Wang Yang reaching out and not hiding at all, he came forward instead, smelled his fingertips, and screamed twice.

After a year of long-term feeding, it has determined that Wang Yang is not threatening and also delivers food to himself every day, so it is difficult not to get close to him.

Wang Yang looked at it so pleasing and well-behaved, and thought that it was very peaceful and not noisy at all. His right hand, which stretched out, stopped in the air and could not hold it.

He stretched out his hand back, turned his head to see that the eyes were all looking at him, and he was slightly silent, walking towards other male mice. A cold light appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand like lightning. The moment he grabbed it, the stone knife slashed it hard.

"Ji~"

Blood splattered on Wang Yang's face and onto the little guy's broken wood.

The little guy stood on Wang Yang's shoulder and heard his companion screaming sharply. Without any panic or fear, he licked the blood-stained place first.

It has seen many killings, and during this period it has seen countless animals. Within a day, many animals will die in front of it. It has no thoughts and is used to it all.

Perhaps it is really like Wang Yang thought that the little guy didn't think he was a mouse.

When the other mice heard the desperate screams of their companions, they immediately fell into panic, jumping up and down, fearing for no reason.

Wang Yang killed several people cleanly and neatly, and then slashed the butcher's knife at the civet.

For a moment, everyone's temporary food problem was solved.

Wang Yang leaned against the rock wall and ate the meat. The little guy was beside his head, quietly gnawing on the wooden blocks, bit by bit of wood chips, falling on Wang Yang's shoulders and chest.

As the wind blew into Wang Yang's nose, he sneezed.

I turned around and looked at the little guy, and suddenly I thought that it had been hungry for a day, but it had been quietly gnawing on the wood and did not take the initiative to eat. I just stared at the oily meat.

Wang Yang hesitated for a moment, tore a little to it, and it quickly threw away the wood, took it over and started eating it wildly.

After a while, he finished eating and stared at Wang Yang's meat again.

Wang Yang did not give it any more, but sighed at it: "Can you understand why you can't eat more meat? Because I can't eat enough."

Wang Yang pointed to its stomach, then pointed to his stomach, ate the meat in a few seconds, then picked up the wooden blocks and stuffed them to the little guy again.

In the middle of the night, the snow became smaller.

Wang Yang stood at the entrance of the cave, listening to the still-blowing cold wind blowing into the canyon, surrounding it with an ethereal sound of "whimpering". The sound of ghosts and wolves howling was extremely terrifying.

It often stays for a few seconds, then slowly floats away, leaving a long string of tail sounds.

The moon still did not come out, and the sky and the ground was pitch black. The faint light emitted by the flames seemed to be swallowed little by little and sucked into the black hole.

Even Wang Yang felt that there was a mysterious force pushing him and walking into the darkness.
Chapter completed!