Different from the lively atmosphere in the stands, the small world of the hunting ground is much quieter and more deserted.

But most of the time, the quieter the atmosphere, the more terrifying it becomes.

Nature in the wilderness is no exception.

The silence is full of murderous intent everywhere.

Whether it's eagles hovering high in the sky, vultures fluttering their wings low, wolves frolicking in puddles, or even spiders that build their webs between dead stones.

Every creature in the wasteland was silently sharpening its hunting knives.

A lone leopard strolls slowly among the grass, occasionally glancing at the impala in the distance. Unlike its distant cousin, the cheetah, it is a hunter that relies on lurking and raiding to catch its prey, so it must try to move within a few meters of its prey without being aware of it to have a chance of catching it in a thrust.

Suddenly, the leopard stopped and shook its ears.

It felt a little uneasy.

This instinct has saved its life many times in the past. So the leopard gave up on the impala, flicked its tail, and jumped lightly onto a nearby acacia tree.

The low trunks of the acacia trees and the dense crowd of maids provide easy steps for the leopard. Soon, it climbed to the top of the canopy. The view is the most open there, perfect for observing the surroundings.

Then, the leopard saw a strange scene.

Not far from the acacia tree, lies a fat sika deer – a creature that is rare and almost never seen in the grasslands, but the urge in the blood tells the leopard that it is definitely a very tasty food.

It's just that now this delicacy has nothing to do with leopards.

The big cat lying among the branches opened its mouth in frustration, looked at the hidden figures around the sika deer, and finally gave up the idea of fighting the autumn wind.

Because the sika deer are hunting a herd of lions.

This is a group of kings of the steppe.

In the open grassland, if the lions are simply pursued, it is difficult for the lions to hunt the swift and fast buckbucks and wild deer, so they often form groups with a clear division of labor, and replace the simple pursuit with siege and killing.

But a few minutes ago, the lioness was delighted to find that a stupid prey had appeared on the grassland—it did not tense its limbs all the time, its ears stood up vigilantly, and it had to lift its head three times when it took a bite of grass, like other antelopes or wild deer—this stupid prey was lying lazily on the grass, as if napping?

After a brief creeping movement, the lions finally could not hold back the call of the wild, and suddenly burst into flames and pounced on the fat deer in the middle of the grass.

The leopard watching from the branch sighed deeply and licked his lips.

It's over.

O fat venison, sweet blood juice, and a supper mixed with the smell of grass, will eventually be far away from it.

But when its outstretched tongue just licked the tip of its nose, its whole body suddenly stiffened, and its eyes involuntarily widened.

The lions that pounced on the sika deer seemed to collide with an invisible blade and disintegrated in the air—the kings of the grassland did not even let out a final roar before they turned into a pile of minced meat, sparsely pulled away, and fell back to the ground.

Beads of blood were like rain, beating against the dry grass.

Blessed are the ants and other little bugs tonight, the leopard stared blankly at the rain of blood, and the thought involuntarily came to his mind.

The scattered flesh and bones falling from the sky seemed to have finally awakened the sleeping sika deer.

The fat deer stood up lazily, shook the colorful fur on its body, and shook the blood and flesh that had just been stained on the ground.

It slowly lifted its feet, took a few steps through the grass, lowered its head, and carefully sniffed the flesh that had fallen to the ground.

Then it shook its head in disgust.

The rounded antlers cut an elegant arc in midair, and the sika deer raised its head, tilted its head sideways, and glanced at the acacia tree not far away.

The leopard on the branch was horrified to find that its muscles were stiff and could not move.

In the sunlight, the eyes of the sika deer shimmer with a charming sheen, like two crystal clear rubies.

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......

"The prey has appeared, and you still have the last three minutes to bet!" the half-face whispered, the note in his hand shaking.

"Is that the deer?" Zheng Qing muttered as he grabbed the binoculars and stared at the sika deer that was behaving abnormally.

The advantages of the off-field 'Sky Eye' are finally slowly being reflected.

With God's perspective from above, the spectators in the stands could easily spot some anomalies – whether it was the unusual appearance of a sika deer in the savannah, the unusual death of a lion pack, or the wild animals running around the deer, all seemed to illustrate a certain fact.

"Bingo!" Half of his face snapped his fingers and shrugged, "But unfortunately, there are no prizes......"

The telescope in Zheng Qing's hand lingered for a moment.

It seems that just moments after the death of the lions, several hunting teams have already shifted the focus of their exploration to this corner of the grassland.

"One minute left!" looked around nervously with half a face, "Is anyone planning to call their luck and vision at the last minute?......!"

"I'll pick one too. Zheng Qing finally couldn't stand the hawker's shouting, and helplessly stretched out his hand, adding: "There is also the freshman hunting competition that I pressed before...... You don't seem to have signed a contract with me. ”

"Oh, oh, is it?" Half a face skillfully flipped through his notebook, while pulling the contracts of those parchment notes, pointing to Zheng Qing's signing position, and added: "The freshman race is not in a hurry...... It's still early...... Still, if you want to buy it now, that's okay...... Oh, sign here. ”

"This contract is in color, isn't it a white contract?" Zheng Qing smoothed the note in his hand and said curiously.

On the parchment contract, the thick black ink is composed of flower fonts that are interspersed in pieces, shimmering in the sunlight with evocative colors.

"A white deed is a contract that has no fixed form and is not endorsed by any institution, and binding force is the spell imposed on the contract and the ability of both parties to sign it. Xiao Xiao was watching the battle with a telescope next to him, and while recording in his notebook, he quickly explained: "...... Judging by the color of his white deeds, it should be attached to the 'Five Aggregates Entanglement Mantra', depending on the color shade, it only has an effect of about a month, so it is not recommended that you fill in too expensive bets. ”

"That's right. Zheng Qing took the quill, muttered, and signed his name.