However, the wild boar did not hit him. It hit the spear against the trunk of the tree. The tip of the spear penetrated its head from its nose, penetrated its body, stirred its internal organs, and stuck it alive between the spears. It could only

Looking at Wang Yang eagerly, he was so close but couldn't kill him.

The blood was not Wang Yang's blood, but blood spurted from the wild boar's eyes, mouth, and nose.

When Wang Yang saw this situation, a look of despair flashed in his eyes. He took the spear and thrust it forward hard.

Unable to bear the severe pain, the wild boar swung its body violently and used the wooden spear as a stick, hitting Wang Yang under the armpit.

Wang Yang rolled on the ground twice, his whole body was in pain, and his muscles still had not returned to normal in the shock, and they were beating vigorously.

He looked at the wild boar. The wild boar was stabbed in such a way that it almost ate half of the spear, and its body was almost pierced. It didn't have any strength left, screamed and fell to the ground.

Wang Yang wiped the blood on his face and looked at his body. Fortunately, there were no new wounds. When the wild boar fell to the ground, he staggered over and pulled out the bone spur inserted in the wild boar's face, taking the wild boar with him.

His eyes were pulled out.

"Jie!" The wild boar hissed in pain. Wang Yang was afraid that it would attract his companions, so he took the bone spur and stabbed it into the wild boar's head.

Blood spattered and accompanied by dots of white brain matter, the wild boar died in a fit of convulsions.

The wild boar died, just like that.

Wang Yang felt very tired and fell to the ground exhausted. He looked at the leaves covering the sky above and burst out laughing.

He didn't know why he was in the mood to laugh. Maybe he was too nervous and scared, which made his subconscious want to relax.

This kind of death scare is no joke.

Wang Yang rested for less than a minute, then stood up despite the pain in his legs and his still-unresolved mood.

Now was not the time to rest. He could not relax for a moment in the depths of the forest, especially since both he and the wild boar had lost a lot of blood. The smell of blood would attract many large animals. With his leg injured, he could not do anything.

He didn't bother to pull out the wooden spear. He just pulled out the bone spur, hung it on his waist, grabbed the wild boar's hoof and dragged it back.

This wild boar weighs more than 100 pounds and nearly 200 pounds. It is not too heavy. If there are no injuries on his legs, Wang Yang can try to carry it back.

But it's impossible now. Although dragging is a bit slow, fortunately, it's only 150 meters away from the junction line, so we can reach it quickly.

He was already walking as fast as he could, but it still seemed very slow.

From time to time, there was a burning sensation from the wound on the leg, and there was also a slight feeling of being pricked by needles, which was extremely uncomfortable.

It took more than ten minutes to drag a hundred meters like this.

At this time, there was a little movement in the forest.

He saw a lynx.

Lynx is also a member of the cat family. It is no different from an ordinary cat, except that it is larger than a cat. It is an expert at climbing trees and swimming. It is agile and very fast.

It may be a little smaller than a leopard, it has spots all over its body, and its upright eyes look particularly cold.

Such a lynx is definitely no more difficult to deal with than a wild boar. If a person fights against it, he might as well have an advantage against a wild boar.

Wang Yang was anxious, dragging him back quickly while shouting for his companions.

"Woo~woo!"

Not long after dawn broke in the sky, he was not sure that the adults had already come out to hunt, but given his current situation, he could only expect that the adults would show up.

Fortunately, the lynx didn't seem to be as smart as expected. It looked at me with hesitation and vigilance in its eyes. It just followed carefully. When Wang Yang took a step back, it took a step forward, maintaining a distance of thirty meters.

distance.

After a stalemate for twenty meters, a tree python appeared. It was roughly estimated to be twelve meters long and had lived for an unknown number of years. It was approaching Wang Yang little by little.

Wang Yang became a little scared. He was now less than 30 meters away from the junction. Facing two opponents who were obviously stronger than him, he could only cry out for help: "Woo, woo!"

After turning another tree, Wang Yang could see the bushes on the border, but the blood attracted more ferocious predators.

The saber-toothed tiger with a long-standing grudge finally appeared. There was still a little blood on its chest. After seeing Wang Yang, it immediately glared and surrounded Wang Yang in three groups with the lynx and the python.

Wang Yang backed away in fear, calling for help loudly, but not a single person appeared in the forest behind him.

Deadly and quiet.

Small animals, such as mongooses and ferrets, often appear on the roadside. Those pairs of eyes greedily stare at Wang Yang and the wild boar that he risked his life for.

Wang Yang, on the other hand, could only call out again and again, calling to the forest behind him and his collective, but no one showed up in that area with thick branches, not even a single person.

Could it be that all his efforts were in vain, becoming a wedding dress for other animals?

He is unwilling to give in, he is so unwilling to give in!

Why is no one willing to follow me into the depths of the forest? Even if there is only one person, such a situation will not happen. Why don't they come in?!

Anger, fear, fear, and questions all surged into his heart at this moment. He felt that his eyes were so sore and astringent.

"Roar!" The saber-toothed tiger realized that Wang Yang was injured, and finally stopped being cautious and immediately pounced on him.

Seeing this, the lynx also rushed forward.

Only the python very smartly chose to lie in wait nearby, waiting for other animals that came looking for the smell to fall into his trap.

Wang Yang pursed his lips, took a deep look at his prey, decisively let go of his hand, and quickly climbed up a big tree next to him.

"Roar!" Under the big tree, the saber-tooth tiger shouted proudly, tearing open the wild boar's fur one by one, biting off its flesh and blood, and swallowed it happily.

After eating, he didn't forget to roar at Wang Yang several times.

Then the lynx went up to eat. It ate very quickly, but not much, and soon left after being full.

Afterwards, a group of small animals pounced on it, but after a few bites, a group of big wolf dogs grabbed the remaining wild boars and ran away.

This is how the wild boar feast ends.

Wang Yang pursed his lips and looked at the tree. He had no idea whether there was any pain in his legs. He grabbed the tree trunk tightly with both hands and dug his fingernails deeply into the cracks.

He watched helplessly as his prey was eaten by other animals, but there was nothing he could do.

It felt like eating my own flesh, and it hurt my heart every time.

After all the animals left, Wang Yang silently climbed down the tree and walked into the safe forest area.

The adults appeared one by one with wooden spears. When they saw the wound on Wang Yang's leg, they gathered around him one by one, whining with concern.

However, Wang Yang said nothing, his eyes were filled with indifference and his heart was filled with anger.

He turned away from everyone and limped away under everyone's doubtful eyes.

This time, he picked a lot of thistle leaves and rubbed them on the wounds one by one. He also ate the fruits of thistles, hoping that the wounds would heal faster.

Then, he sat in the cave and recovered from his injuries without saying a word.

Everyone could feel that he was angry, but they didn't care and still gave him the first piece of barbecue.

Wang Yang was indeed very angry. From the moment he decided to go deep into the forest until today when his prey was taken away, his anger reached its peak.

He did everything he could for this group, thought everything he could, and sacrificed so much that he almost lost his life several times.

As a result, when he needed help and support the most, he couldn't see anyone around him. That feeling of helplessness made him despair.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

After a few days of thinking, he understood the key to the matter. Although everyone respected him, they did not regard him as a leader.

There is no such concept in their minds.

It can be seen from the lack of clear command when they hunt that no one is a leader.

This situation is extremely passive. Even the wolves know that having a capable leader is an indispensable and most important part of a group.

Without the connection of leaders, how can there be cohesion?

Now, everything is clear. Wang Yang does not want to starve to death in the winter, nor does he want to be killed in the depths of the forest. If he wants to survive, he must let everyone listen to him. If necessary, religion will sprout.

The cult of personality can also appear on the stage of history in advance.

But, how to do all this?
Chapter completed!