"Makuru, Makuru, are you okay?"

With a violent shaking, Makuru came to his senses and was his friend and playmate Saxin.

There are more than 50 people from the youngest generation who are eligible to participate in this wintering hunt, divided into three teams, and Sa Xin and himself are the best among them, in the same team.

"I'm okay... Just had a nightmare!"

The big leader, whose muscles were as short as iron and like steel needles, was half-lying down, glancing at the silver-white fur that Makuru had just seen.

"Let's go back to sleep, we're going to hunt in this hunting area for a while, and then get back to the tribe before the north wind arrives. ”

"Makuru, you're a good warrior, and one day you'll be able to fight the Silver Cat Roaring Beast head-on, sleep!"

The big boss thought he had hit the source of Makuru's fear, and after the latter nodded, he closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly, this silver-haired roaring beast was not a small character, and the big boss would not dare to approach rashly under normal circumstances.

But this time it was too well timed, this silver-haired roar was located in a narrow canyon, and there was not enough space to dodge, so it was shot by the big boss with a throwing gun, and even more rarely, it hit the left eye without damaging the whole fur.

This will be the proud fighter of the big boss's hunting career, and the silver-haired roar before his death has collapsed the small half of the canyon, and the debris has broken several trees.

Eventually, Makuru fell asleep with a heavy heart, but he didn't dream anything else that night, and he woke up the next day, except for a little less energy, he was already rejuvenated.

It was still an intense and exciting hunt, and the next day, this group of more than 300 Nevik warriors went deeper into the hunting area under the leadership of the big leader.

It seems that the heavens favor them very much, this year's prey is unusually abundant, and there has not been a single danger, even the edge of the red zone where the map is drawn in the clan is not dangerous, and a lot of precious medicinal materials have been collected.

The next day and the day after that went just as well, until the Great Boss was ready to end the hunt early, for if the hunt continued, the brute force of the Nevi guests would not be able to bring it back.

However, the success of the hunt made Makuru depressed, as if he had been crushed by a stone.

"Saxin. ”

"Huh, what's wrong with Makuru?"

Friend Sasin turned to ask Makuru, his face covered with short fluff with blood marks, and he still walked like a fly with two beasts of about the same weight on his shoulders.

Makuru also carried two beasts that were no less inferior, and it was their feat.

"Sa Xin, do you think that we have hunted a lot more prey this year than in previous years, just like the forest is giving away. ”

Sa Xin saw the sorrow in the depths of his partner's eyes, and more than ten years of companionship like a brother allowed him to understand his partner's subtle emotions.

"What do you want to do with this? Isn't it a good thing to have more prey? I haven't seen anyone who is worried about having too many prey... You're too, the gods have been chattering recently, if you really don't worry, go back and talk to the great witch. ”

Makuru opened her mouth, trying to tell her friend why she was worried about her prey, but she didn't say anything.

After another day of rapid trekking, they returned to the grotto, and every time they came back recently, Makuru would subconsciously look at the silver fur.

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The tribe is located on the edge of a wild mountain forest, and there are many rough buildings, wooden stones, or dug caves built on and around the low mountain.

The famous Nevik have lived here for generations, and the total number of people has never exceeded 5,000 due to the high casualty rate and extremely low fertility rate in the wild mountain forests.

As the road became more familiar and relatively easy to walk, the team pulled seven or eight large wooden carts, which were piled with furs and animal flesh in separate ways, and in addition to this, each Nevik warrior had some prey hanging from it.

After simple processing and secret herb treatment, plus colder and colder weather, the meat will not spoil for a short time, enough to drag the tribe to process.

It didn't take long for the party to see the totem pole erected by the Nevik tribe, which meant that they had entered the range of the Nevik tribe's settlement.

The people who are most concerned about the whereabouts of the hunting party and the tribesmen are not the clansmen, but the caravans from afar from the outside world, who have their own eyeliner almost day and night to wait on this periphery, and they dare not go out any further, and the wild beasts will tear them apart.

"It's coming, it's coming, the hunting party of the Nevik is back, it's good to be camping two days early, and the first team this year is back earlier than usual. ”

A caravan sentry excitedly shouted to his companion, the route of the hunting party back is uncertain, and the sentry sentries of their respective caravans are scattered in a wide area, sometimes there are not many sentry sentries in one direction, and it is lucky to see it.

"Okay... So many! so many beasts... ”

"It's worthy of the Nevik barbarians, these beasts, a team of regular troops only dare to besiege one, they pulled several carts, and each of them carried a bunch... ”

"Oh my God! That silver one! That's the 'roar' beast! And it's the silver hair! It's definitely the legendary roar, oh my God, these muscular brutes actually hunted the silver hairy roar! Go tell the master! Go!"

One of the sentinels was separated and ran quickly behind him.

Although the number of Nevik tribes is not large, the residence is not small, and the caravans do not gather in one place all the time, but each rests and bakes in some of the buildings used for hospitality by the Nevik tribe, and waits patiently for the return of the Nevik hunting party.

That's what the sentinels do, to prepare the caravans in advance, and maybe to get some good goods before the other caravans arrive.

As the hunting party approached the tribe, they were already greeted by the tribesmen, along with merchants who were no taller than the shoulders of the Nevi guests.

"Knock knock knock ~~~ knock ~~ knock... ”

The rhythmic sound of drums in the tribe represents the return of the warriors.

Makuru looked around the group, and he was relieved that he didn't see the other two hunting teams for the time being,

At this moment, tribal drums sounded in two other directions.

The drum beat of "Knock Knock" seemed to hit Makuru's heart at once.

The merchants who came first had already negotiated the price of a portion of the fur with the people who traded, and this was the advantage of the first to come, but the most conspicuous silver fur could not make the Nevi guests feel relieved.

Although the Nevi guests seem to have muscles in their heads, they are not stupid and know the competitive advantage.

The warm star in the sky descended a notch, and the three hunting parties converged on the gravel square of Navik.

Three piles of prey were stacked aside, one of which was noticeably taller, and topped with an unusually conspicuous silvery-white hide.

The results speak for themselves, with Makuru's hunting team winning the championship this year.