Indestructible Primordial Spirit

  The dense forest had just entered winter, and it wasn't too cold for the Zelan people who were used to spending winters in single clothing. However, in fact, the lowest temperature was below 10 degrees Celsius at times. The animals in the dense forest were particularly active during this period, and Lu Qi naturally knew that they weren't preparing for the new year, but rather searching for and storing food for winter.

  And during this time, it was also the last hunt of the year for tens of thousands of Ze Nu in the dense forest of Guo Yan, and often the most dangerous one, after all, the environment is relatively worse than spring, summer and autumn.

  Along the river, which was almost covered by various strange-shaped arched wicker trees, Xiao Qiang walked in the middle of the team with a forked spear on his shoulder. His bare feet trampled on the cold swamp mud, and the rotting leaves' muddy mess squirmed out from between his toes like small insects. However, his square face wore a happy expression.

  Look at others, the vast majority or more or less have some worried looks, mostly vigilantly looking around, with the words "fearful and apprehensive" almost written on their foreheads.

  Dense forest, fraught with danger, not only must be on guard against the snakes and beasts that often appear, but also beware of some poisonous insects, even if you accidentally step on something underfoot, it can have fatal consequences.

  Xiao Qiang's mood was pleasant because he was originally going to be punished, but at this moment he was acquitted by the team leader and even picked up his long-awaited forked gun, no longer being a coward hiding in the back.

  A winter hunt of up to 400 people is undoubtedly a big battle with nature for the Northwestern families. As the saying goes, "The army marches on its stomach", and the food and water for 400 people are undoubtedly the most important. Therefore, among the 400 people, nearly 100 people were responsible for logistics, and in the early stage, they were responsible for carrying grain and water.

  The most important thing is drinking water. Although the swamp forest has a rich source of water, most of it cannot be drunk directly. Xiao Qiang was one of those who carried drinking water, but on this day, the large water bag he carried was accidentally broken by a branch, and dozens of liters of spring water flowed away, which was the quota for several people's drinking water. This break meant that several people might die from lack of drinking water during the winter hunt.

  In the past, teams that went out hunting occasionally encountered such situations. The outcome of being a "backwater slave" was very miserable. Although they would not be directly executed, being flogged dozens of times in the wilderness was basically a death sentence.

  Xiao Qiang understood this principle, so at the time he was almost as pale as death, and he could imagine Lu Qi's furious face, with that short blood-stained dagger piercing his forehead. But when Lu Qi found out about this matter, he didn't punish him at all, instead he let him off lightly, handed him a forked spear, and had him participate in the hunt, considering his youth and being a newcomer, arranging him in the middle position of the team.

  "Human life is more important than drinking water!" This was what Lu Qi said at the time: "In such a vast swamp forest, it's not that hard to find drinkable water, but every usable person who dies means one less!"

  Lu Qi spared his life with just one sentence, and Xiao Qiang was undoubtedly grateful. Thinking about how he had once joined in the ridicule and mockery of Lu Qi, Xiao Qiang felt extremely remorseful. Now when he heard someone speaking ill of Lu Qi, although he didn't dare to take risks and fight, he still dared to scold them a few times.

  No one dared to disobey Lu Qi's words, but some experienced and cunning slaves began to doubt Lu Qi's ability. They whispered among themselves: "The old master of the Western Chart household has probably made a mistake. This young man can fight, but he has no experience in hunting in winter. What's the use of winning people's hearts like this? Now it's just beginning, and there is still plenty of food and water that can't be seen. When it comes to the last few days, without food and water, everyone will probably rebel, and this young man will know how wrong his decision was."

  Such whispers, Xiaoqiang had heard occasionally, he would report to Ludi and say that they should be punished for their hypocrisy. However, Ludi responded nonchalantly: "The reason why people have different visions is not because of visual problems, but because of the problem of insight. Let them go, it won't take long before they understand."

  At that time, although he didn't know why Lu Qi was so confident, Xiao Qiang completely believed what Lu Qi said. After all, someone who could defeat An Ze's household head at the age of 12 was definitely not a fool. It was this kind of thinking that made Xiao Qiang suddenly realize that compared to Lu Qi, his six or seven years were really lived in vain.

  Xiao Qiang would never understand that Lu Qi had lived for over 20 years in his past life, and in an era of advanced science and technology, a young person in their twenties would have a level of knowledge that was absolutely not inferior to that of a centenarian from a world with lagging information.

  It's been eleven days since the hunting party left Xīběi Hù and entered the depths of Guǒjiàn Forest. This time, the average daily harvest of the hunting party is much higher than before, with very little loss. Except for a few Ze slaves who were bitten to death by highly toxic centipedes and spiders, almost no Ze slaves have been killed by wild beasts.

  The biggest reason is that the pitchfork increased the blood slot, and the improved pitchfork stabbed the beast, whether it was a wild wolf or a black bear, as long as it entered the body with three to five inches, no matter where it was stabbed, it was basically a dead letter. Stabbed a few more times, then surrounded or followed, waited for a few minutes, and even a strong adult black bear would die.

  However, few of Zeh's slaves credited Lu Qi with the achievement, as the improvement of the forked spear was entirely arranged by Xi Tu himself.

  Lu Qi didn't mind, his ambition wasn't here, after all he didn't want to be a wealthy household head for the rest of his life, and then every day lead a group of slaves to hunt and gather medicine for the aristocratic families outside.

  Thin leather boots provided some protection for his feet, but still allowed Lu Qi to clearly feel the squelching sound of the rotting mud beneath his feet. He was able to wear waterproof and cold-resistant leather boots, as well as a protective and warming leather armor, and he held in his hand that large ring-shaped knife with an animal's mouth on it. This was the special treatment Lu Qi received as the leader of the hunting team, which was different from the other Ze slaves.

  Smelling the slightly acidic air in the sky, listening to the low hum of various creatures, this feeling is very comfortable, very familiar, and very free. There's a sense of returning to a past life.

  Lu Qi of his past life was not only a powerful butcher, but also an excellent animal ecologist. In order to practice the Wu Xing Mimicry Fist well, he often came into close contact with these wild animals. To take some precious pictures, he even had a fierce battle with a bear in Changbai Mountain and fought against a tiger on Mount Longhu.

  And in such a marsh forest, Lu Qi didn't go there less often, after all many cranes live in the wetlands. Different worlds, people may be different, cultures may be different, and many things may be different, but as long as it is the same biological evolution system, then the similarity of nature is almost one hundred percent.

  And the wetlands of this world are undoubtedly more ancient and enchanting than those on Earth that have suffered much destruction. This hunt is like a long vacation for Lu Qi, who has been practicing for twelve years, and he is thoroughly enjoying it.

  "Hu's leading the team, water consumption has exceeded 70%, several small team leaders suggested to turn back, if not turning back now, they might not be able to return at all!" The loud voice of Da Feng was very clear and firm. For these few days, Lu Qi hadn't bothered him, which made his heart feel much more at ease.

  It's much easier to go back than to explore, the 11-day hunting trip can be turned around in three or four days, and the suggestions of those small team leaders are not unreasonable.

  "No rush!" Lu Qi responded: "The best time for winter hunting is twenty days, we will all be full, so this winter, everyone will have a good time!"

  "Ah…… have you gone mad?" Da Feng blurted out, and then realized he had misspoken. He hastily made amends: "Sorry, Hu Tou Ling Dui, I didn't mean to scold you. It's just that this decision of yours is a bit too drastic. Without drinkable water, everyone will be trapped to death in this dense forest."

  "It's okay!" Lu Qi shook his head lightly: "Dafeng, don't worry, there will be enough water. This world isn't just about drinking spring water, in the swamp forest, there has never been a shortage of drinkable water!"

  He didn't enter the battle, his face wasn't warm and gentle, but he also didn't have an overly terrifying aura. His thick eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Tiger Head Leader, are you saying that there's still drinkable water in this swampy forest?"

  "Son, how come I didn't know that other water can be drunk?" Lu Kang, who was on the side, also said in surprise: "River water and stream water are not good, Ze Nu has tried it before, and his body won't be able to take it. If lightly, he will fall seriously ill, if severely, he will die of exhaustion."

  "What I'm saying isn't about river water and stream water!" Lu Qi's gaze flickered, like the morning star in the sky: "You don't need to look at me with such doubt either. Have the four squad leaders bring all the empty water bags over to me. By dawn tomorrow, you'll understand."