The saber-toothed tiger was awakened by the impact and expressed its anger extremely angrily. After getting up and eating a few strands of meat from the lynx's bones, it did not leave and continued to guard Wang Yang.

Sure enough, the battle for territory is an eternal topic.

Faced with repeated intruders like Wang Yang, it had to eradicate them with all its strength, otherwise its future food sources would be divided.

When Wang Yang saw that it was hungry and wanted to defend itself, he couldn't help but became furious.

"I%*#￥, you are too cruel!"

Without thinking too much, Wang Yang started eating himself. In any case, the most important thing in a protracted war is to eat enough and preserve his strength.

With this stalemate, it was almost noon.

Since no one came to look for him, Wang Yang finally gave up. He dragged his tired body and leaned against the tree trunk. In the cool autumn wind, listening to the sounds of animals in the forest, he actually felt relaxed physically and mentally.

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He understood that this was not a real feeling, but an illusion caused by his subconscious mind to let himself rest.

But if you want to sleep here, don't expect to sleep too well.

Under the tree, the saber-tooth tiger hid behind a big tree. It was scared of being hit by Wang Yang, especially one hit in the eye, which hurt it for a long time and had to guard against it.

But its head was always facing Wang Yang, and it closed its eyes and pretended to sleep.

Wang Yang looked at it helplessly, and suddenly remembered the story of the butcher and the wolf. The wolf in the story also pretended to sleep, but his cleverness was mistaken for his cleverness, and he was killed by the butcher.

At the end of the conclusion, he pointed out incisively: "Wolves are also cunning, and they are both killed in an instant. How can the beast become more deceitful? It only adds to the laughter."

It is said that wolves are also very cunning, but they die in an instant. How many tricks does the beast have? It is just a joke.

When Wang Yang read this, he was fascinated and wanted to learn to be a butcher one day.

But having said that, it is too dangerous to do it. No matter what the butcher says, he still has the butcher knife in his hand, and he has nothing.

Thinking that he was very likely to become a negative example in the textbook, Wang Yang also thought of a way.

"I also pretended to sleep. When the saber-toothed tiger saw me sleeping, maybe it would leave to hunt for food."

Wang Yang thought and naturally closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, many messy scenes appeared in his mind. He imagined that the saber-toothed tiger had left, and he seized the opportunity to escape. Then a thunder struck down and he returned to the modern age.

Just when he was developing his talents in history and becoming a professional professor because of this experience, the audience suddenly burst into applause and a roar shook him awake.

He opened his eyes, and dim yellow light shone on the branches and leaves, coating them with a layer of golden light. There were wild geese flying south, passing through the red sunset and heading towards the horizon.

The light, which was obviously very soft, seemed so dazzling at this moment. Wang Yang only felt that his eyes were sore and astringent, and there was also a dull pain, and tears could not stop flowing down.

Nothing to say, just a typical sign of sleep deprivation.

"I actually fell asleep..."

Wang Yang sighed. As expected, his subconscious mind was still powerful, and he actually tricked and coaxed him into falling asleep.

He lowered his head and saw that the saber-toothed tiger was under the tree, shouting triumphantly, as if to say: "Don't think that if you close your eyes, I won't know that you are pretending to sleep..."

Wang Yang ignored it and stretched. His neck was so stiff and painful that he twisted it and sighed.

He looked at the mole with one thigh left in his hand and took a bite.

"Roar!"

The saber-toothed tiger below barked and stared at the last mole. It seemed that it had really endured hunger and guarded itself for a whole day.

Seeing the Smilodon's eyes almost falling out of his head, Wang Yang finally felt a lot better. The pale and tasteless meat became more flavorful. He ate it with gusto, chewed loudly, and smacked his lips from time to time. A series of

of admiration.

"This is the best thing in the world..."

"This meat should only be found in heaven..."

"My mouth is worth three kilograms of meat..."

Wang Yang shouted shamelessly and vaguely, looking as funny as he wanted.

But the saber-toothed tiger below felt even worse. He kept swallowing saliva, and some of it flowed down his open mouth.

Wang Yang ate the thigh and felt less hungry, so he kept the calf. He didn't dare to eat it all. Who knows how many days the saber-toothed tiger could be hungry.

After eating, it became boring time again.

Wang Yang was not idle. He climbed to a very high place and used a stone awl to chop down a three-meter-long branch bit by bit.

He wanted to use this branch to make a fork and get the wood hair and bone spurs out.

This process was very troublesome, but it was idle anyway, so he chopped it slowly bit by bit.

It didn't take long for it to get dark.

Under the surface of the forest, there are many restless hearts hidden. At night, it is like waking up from a dream.

Yes, the forest has become lively, and the beasts are performing soap operas of hunting and escape one after another in the darkness.

It's a pity that this movie is so bad, most of the time it is silent, and only when death comes, do you let out a desperate scream.

Wang Yang also gradually adapted to the restless night and went about his business extremely calmly.

But he was unwilling to be left alone, cutting branches and throwing stones at the same time, causing the saber-toothed tiger to scream angrily, frightening other animals.

"Brother, do you want to hear my story? We are quite familiar with each other, there is no need to live or die against each other." Wang Yang threw a stone over without raising his head.

"Roar~"

The only response he received was a roar.

"It seems you don't want to hear it."

Wang Yang chuckled, wrapped his hands around the trunk, grabbed the branch at the other end, and folded it hard.

“Sususu~”

The branch was broken off by him.

This branch is three meters long and has many branches. The branches and leaves are not too affected by the autumn and are quite dense. Pulling it over will always hook other branches, which really takes a lot of effort.

After finally pulling it over, he groped in the dark, folding and folding along the forks as much as he could, discarding the cumbersome branches with leaves attached to them. If he couldn't break them, he continued to cut them bit by bit.

This workload cannot be said to be huge, but it consumes a lot of patience, and most people would really find it extremely boring.

But Wang Yang couldn't do it. He spent several hours and finally made the branches into a long bare stick before it got slightly bright.

Then he broke off the thinner part of the front end of the branch, leaving a three-centimeter hole on the plane, and then used a stone awl to break it from the middle of the plane to make a four-centimeter gap.

After doing this, he looked at the saber-toothed tiger.

That guy was hit several times at night and had long since hid behind the big tree. That tree was ten meters away from here.

So Wang Yang began to slowly descend the tree.

With a stone awl in one hand and a branch in the other, he descended to about three meters and stopped. Looking at the reaction of the saber-toothed tiger, the saber-toothed tiger also knew that this distance was not enough to deliver a fatal blow, so he did not move.

Wait until Wang Yang is completely down from the tree.

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