That night, Wang Yang only ate a few mouthfuls of meat and two fruits, then put the remaining three fruits into a rabbit skin pocket, and also grabbed a lot of chestnuts to prepare for the next day.

On the second day, he followed the adults into the forest. Likewise, he went into the depths of the forest alone.

He entered the depths of the forest twice in total. Each time he entered, he was shrouded in the shadow of death, accompanied by various life dangers.

But the ancients have long ago summed up incisively that humans die for wealth and birds die for food. Although the deep forests are dangerous, they are natural hunting places and there is food everywhere.

In addition, the ancients said, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs? The country is thousands of miles away, and those who can live there will live there!

As long as there is enough survivability, even a death purgatory can become a paradise of joy.

Wang Yang has to come in now whether he likes it or not.

He carried the big wooden barrel and came to the green fruit tree where he stayed last time.

This tree has been gone for a month, and the green fruits on the tree have turned into red fruits, which are completely ripe. They look like apples, but taste like red apples. It doesn’t matter what kind of fruit they are.

Wang Yang put the wooden barrel on his back on the ground. The barrel was about fifty centimeters high, fifty centimeters in diameter and weighed forty kilograms.

The area is approximately 1.96 square meters and the capacity is approximately 0.97 cubic meters.

In other words, ideally you can capture a small wild boar, but in reality, you can only capture small animals such as kittens and puppies.

Many animals in this era were larger than modern animals, so the hunting targets of this wooden barrel are very clear, such as rats, squirrels, rabbits, etc.

Wang Yangda could cut down bigger trees and make bigger barrels, but it was inconvenient to carry, troublesome and cumbersome to make, and not very practical, so he gave up the idea.

Of course, the fifty centimeter-high wooden barrel is indeed a bit high, and it seems unnecessary. It can be shortened. Anyway, rabbits and squirrels are not that tall.

Here is where Wang Yang is considering.

Just imagine, if the barrel is only thirty centimeters high and weighs thirty kilograms, what will happen if a ferocious big mouse gets in?

The answer is that the rat stood up, and before Wang Yang had time to get down from the tree, he threw off the barrel and ran away triumphantly with the fruit in his mouth.

Therefore, after some calculations and trade-offs, Wang Yang decisively determined that fifty centimeters was the most reliable height.

In this way, even if the rats stood up, they could not open the barrel and could only move slowly against the heavy barrel.

After Wang Yang was ready, he first calculated the distance of his ambush.

He must go up a tree. Firstly, it would be safe, secondly, he would have a wide field of vision, and thirdly, the little animals would not be afraid to approach.

He chose a location about eight meters away from the fruit tree. This distance was not too far or too close for small animals to get close to, and within ten meters was the most reliable distance for Wang Yang to throw stones.

Then he took out an apple, two mulberries, and a pine nut picked up on the road and placed them on the ground.

I took a ten centimeter-high branch from the side and supported the barrel.

Let the branches face the big tree to facilitate your vision and shots.

Then the man climbed up the tree, picked some red fruits, and ate them.

The waiting process was very painful. Wang Yang kept waiting and waiting, maybe two hours, but there was still no movement.

However, he did not retreat impatiently. He paid full attention to the disturbance and appeared to be very patient.

It wasn't until noon, when the scorching sun was shining brightly, that there was any movement around.

The movement came from the grass about fifteen meters away, a rustling sound.

Wang Yang quickly turned around and saw a yellow shadow flickering among the withered leaves among the small bushes. The yellow shadow was very large and had light brown markings on its body. It looked like a lion or a deer.

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But that head is definitely not a deer.

"The bastard saber-toothed tiger!"

Wang Yang gritted his teeth with hatred, and recognized at a glance that the naked figure belonged to the saber-toothed tiger.

Needless to say, he has an old grudge with this saber-toothed tiger. He sees it every time he goes out. This land should be its territory.

Unsaid, it discovered itself, regarded itself as prey, hid there, and wanted to deliver a fatal blow.

My situation is not very good now. This bastard is standing aside. If any other animal approaches, it will come out and wreak havoc before I can take action.

Even if his barrel trap succeeds and traps a small animal, he still cannot go down the tree to kill the small animal.

"You are so shameless. You think about going against me every day. If you don't make me feel comfortable, you don't want to feel comfortable either."

Wang Yang was so angry that he was so angry that he took out a stone as big as an egg from his bag, pointed it at the saber-toothed tiger, and threw it at it.

"Boom!" was heard, causing the saber-toothed tiger's body to shake slightly.

Wang Yang was very happy when he saw this scene. He used all his strength to throw the wild boar this time, many times harder than that time when he threw the wild boar. Even if the saber-toothed tiger was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, he would probably collapse in pain.

Breathe some cool air?

"A good boy, you can endure hardships, be beaten, endure life, and endure hardships. If you hadn't grown up like that, I would have thought you were King Gou Jian of Yue."

Wang Yang didn't expect that this saber-toothed tiger actually had the spiritual quality of the Red Army. He admired him from the bottom of his heart. In order to express his admiration to it, he took out another big stone and turned his arms around. On his waist and shoulders,

He exerted force one by one, and finally with a flick of his wrist, the big rock, which was as big as a cannonball, flew over like a meteor.

"Boom!"

The Smilodon was hit again, and it almost went crazy. It twitched twice, and the muscles in the area where it was hit kept twitching.

But it endured it forcefully!

"Wow! I admire it!"

Wang Yang was so impressed by the endurance of this saber-toothed tiger that he thought about the twitching of its muscles, and thought about what would happen if he was hit...

"Tsk tsk..."

At this moment, Wang Yang finally felt superior in intelligence to others. The saber-toothed tiger probably still thought that he was testing it to see if there was an ambush over there.

"Thank you for being so patient!"

Wang Yang moved his muscles and bones during this activity, twisted his head, opened his hands, pressed the ligaments, then said "bah bah" twice to his hands, rubbed them, and grabbed the last big stone.

He stepped on the tree trunk and took two leaps, then threw it out with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The big stone accurately hit the injured part again. It roared and rushed towards Wang Yang with full of anger.

"You still have the nerve to scream!"

Wang Yang was also angry, and it interfered with many good things. He nailed an awl to the trunk of the tree, kept his center of gravity, held a wooden spear in one hand, and stabbed the saber-toothed tiger under the tree.

The saber-toothed tiger was flying in the air, stabbing down with a wooden spear, then hitting the tree trunk and bouncing back to the ground.

"Ho ho ho!"

It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, and Wang Yang also yelled at him.

"Woohoooooooooooo~"

Listening to the ups and downs of his voice and the weird syllables, he is probably talking about the classic seven-character mantra for buying a watch. (Please add it to your favorites and recommend it!)
Chapter completed!