This period of time is quite peaceful, after all, it is still the territory of the blade-toothed tiger, and that guy doesn't know where to hide, so there is no great danger.

The smell of blood still attracts some predators, such as a coyote.

Coyotes belong to the family of hyenas, are about 70 centimeters long, and are very emaciated.

He has yellow hair, black spots on his limbs, and ears that are like butterfly wings, diamond-shaped.

They weigh as much as they do, they are weak, they like to be nocturnal, and they live alone, which makes them even more vulnerable.

When Wang Yang saw it, his first reaction was not to threaten to drive it away, but his eyes widened and he was very surprised.

Because this guy basically lives in grasslands and wastelands, and it is rare to see in the jungle.

And they prey on termites and are not powerful carnivores.

It looked at Wang Yang from a distance, and its tongue licked its upper lip from time to time, slandering.

When Wang Yang saw that it was not leaving, he wanted to catch it too, but as soon as he moved a few steps there, the coyote ran away.

Wang Yang could only sigh, the name was very fierce, but it did not have the momentum of a wolf.

He continued to dig the hole, and after a while, he dug a pit of several tens of centimeters, took out the bone spurs, completely finished the two badgers who were still panting, and dragged them out.

He threw the four dead badgers into the snow, buried them in the snow, and then crouched down and looked into the badger's den.

He wanted to know what was in the nest of such animals.

He reached into the hole, touched it at random, and touched a round cold object, took it out and looked at it, and was happy, it turned out to be a fruit.

Reach in again, touch again.

After touching it for a while, I didn't touch any other fruit, but I touched a frozen dragonfly.

In fact, he was not very sure if it was a dragonfly, after all, for millions of years, the species were somewhat different.

This guy has fly-like eyes, a long green body, two pairs of wings, a black tail, a stiff body, and has been dead for a long time.

"It should ...... It's not toxic, right? ”

Wang Yang muttered to himself, thinking about whether to eat it or not, he didn't expect the taste, whether it was poisonous or not was the key.

After all, food is in short supply now, and some of them are good to eat, isn't that what the words that are often put on the lips are just that, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, it is also meat.

Not to mention anything else, this thing is put in modern times, and ordinary people are reluctant to eat it, how much does a pound cost?

After thinking about it, I still can't take this mouthful, which is more unacceptable than eating raw meat.

Putting away the fruit, Wang Yang came to the area on the right where the trap was placed.

Luckily, another squirrel fell into a trap and couldn't escape.

Wang Yang came to the front in two steps, quickly solved it, and then put it back in place.

After that, he went to the Bone Grove, dug up the barrel, and threw the squirrel and the four badgers into it.

The sixteenth barrel was full.

Seeing that these foods took up such a large area, Wang Yang felt a strong sense of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

Although it doesn't last long to eat, it's comfortable to watch.

It was like putting your salary in the bank for the first time, and then looking at the numbers on the screen of your phone, and feeling emotional.

Taking advantage of today's abundant harvest and the time was still early, Wang Yang hurriedly ran back to the cave and took another wooden barrel.

Then come back and dig a new pit and bury the barrel.

After that, Wang Yang didn't gain anything anymore and returned to the cave to rest.

The next day, it was still the same, and I came to the bone grove with nuts to store them.

Then set traps and dig holes everywhere.

Overall, the luck was quite bad, nothing was found, and even the squirrels did not fall into the trap again, and it is estimated that the disappearance of their companions made them very nervous and afraid to approach new things.

Wang Yang was not discouraged and buried himself in his own business.

The third, fourth, and fifth days, the passage of time was accompanied by the boring mechanical life, the adults did what they had to do every day, they did what they had to do every day, and the beasts did what they did every day, and nothing changed.

So much so that Wang Yang was depressed to find that hunting here is like going to class and going to work, at the same time, in the same place, and with the same people.

It should be said that it is more like going to work.

Hunting ability is like skill, how much ability, how much salary, if you can't do it, others will be on it.

It's just that one price is the loss of life, and the other is unemployed at home, and there is not much difference in essence.

Wang Yang is not interested in recognizing this point of view, anyway, according to modern social methods, he is a guy who has a good relationship and has gone through the back door.

On the sixth day, Wang Yang finally had another harvest.

He first caught a mole on the left, then a squirrel on the right, and while he was hiding food in the Bone Grove, he encountered the Bladetooth Tiger returning to his territory.

The deep friendship of one person and one tiger no longer needs to be said, they really interpret what it means: "How many nights with your company, no matter how cold it is, it will not be lonely, no matter how hungry and thirsty it is, it is nothing to walk away, as long as I can kill you, it is nothing to set yourself on fire." ”

scolded each other for a while, and one person and one tiger separated.

Wang Yang snorted angrily: "I knew you would come back sooner or later, but I didn't know you would come back so early." ”

I don't know if it's the reason why the Bladetooth Tiger came back, Wang Yang didn't gain anything in the remaining time.

On the seventh day, another squirrel hit the muzzle, Wang Yang was so happy, he was in a good mood, and after counting the number, there were already four squirrels who threw themselves into the net, and there should be few left in the tree hole.

Instead of rushing to the hollow of the tree, he chose to continue to hibernate and make sure that none of them missed.

On the eighth day, the ninth day, the tenth day, for three consecutive days, not a single squirrel appeared, Wang Yang didn't plan to wait, he spent enough time on the squirrel, he needed to end, and then go find new food.

So on this day, he came to the upper right area and wandered thirty meters away from the tree hole.

He climbed a large tree and observed from afar.

An hour passed, and there were no squirrels infested.

Two hours passed, and there were no squirrels around.

For three hours, there was still no squirrel infestation.

Wang Yang changed directions every half an hour and took a clear look around the tree hole, and there was no squirrel at all.

He descended from the tree, chose to be directly in front of the hollow, and slowly approached.

The sound of feet stepping on the snow is drowned out by the strong wind, and the snow flutters in the sky, which is very good for masking the breath.

Wang Yang slowly approached, and when he reached fifteen meters, he kicked violently under his feet and rushed over, almost two breaths, and rushed to the front of the tree hole.

Holding a bone spur and a wooden spear, he stabbed it indiscriminately.

"Bang, bang."

There was a sound of fruit and pine country being pierced, no chirping, no movement, and it was calm.

"No squirrels."

Wang Yang stabbed a few more times, making sure that there were no squirrels up and down the tree hole, so he carefully stuck his head into the tree hole.

The inside of the tree hole is very irregular, the upper part is narrow, closed at a position of ten centimeters, and below it is a large hole with a diameter of almost fifty centimeters.

The cave was filled with the fishy smell of squirrels and was dim.

But with just a little light, Wang Yang still saw a large pile of fruits and pine cones stored at the bottom of the cave.

As a rough estimate, at least one barrel can be filled.

"Earn big!"

Wang Yang was excited, this pile of food was comparable to his harvest since the beginning of winter, which was very impressive.

He didn't dare to let the joy overwhelm him, so he retracted his head for the first time, and let the scenery around him return to his sight, before he unbuckled his belt and took the food.

(Yesterday I learned that my father was hospitalized, and I stayed for a day, but now I am free, and I have to go in the evening, so it's a more chapter, forgive me.) ）