In the silent forest.
Everything around was exceptionally quiet. Only the occasional wolf howl from afar echoed through the stillness.
With rustling sounds and the crunch of branches underfoot, Kevin emerged. Walking ahead of him was the swaggering Ging.
Soon, the two reached a hillside. They crouched at the edge, looking down at the dark jungle below.
Occasional flashes of light within the jungle indicated someone moving through the trees.
"There are four poachers. They have hunting rifles and pistols tucked into their waists."
"What? How did you see them?"
Kevin was full of doubt. With the darkness and the jungle obstructing his view, he could not understand how Ging had seen anything in such conditions.
He had been even more bewildered while they were on the way here.
Ging moved through the jungle like a silent predator, as if strolling through his own backyard.
Kevin, despite being careful, felt clumsy and exposed instead.
A piece of equipment resembling binoculars was handed to him. "Here, use this to observe."
Kevin took it.
"Holy crap. What kind of black technology is this?"
He exclaimed in surprise, then quickly lowered his voice.
He could not be blamed. These glasses were truly absurd. While he had never used night vision equipment, he had at least seen it in various videos.
But the binocular-like device he held made it seem like daytime the moment he put it on.
It was not observing the night through some special optics at all.
It seemed this world's technology was quite outlandish in certain aspects.
He began to observe.
After a while, he finally managed to make out each person on the other side.
Their appearance was exactly as Ging had described.
"What are you going to do? Call the police? Or scare them away?" Kevin asked.
Engrossed in his observation, Kevin did not notice the look on Ging's face when he turned to glance at him in the darkness.
"I know where they're going. We'll wait for them there. You just need to observe from the side."
He had previously wanted Kevin to be forced into battle to observe more, but he abandoned that idea just now.
Soon, led by Ging, they took a hidden path and arrived inside a cave.
Kevin immediately smelled a faint scent of blood, along with another unfamiliar odor.
In the darkness of the cave, illuminated by moonlight, a wolf's head emerged.
Most striking was the silver, horn-like protrusion, about an inch long, growing from the wolf's head and faintly glowing in the moonlight.
Kevin was stunned. Even the slight fear brought on by the wolf's sudden appearance faded.
Is this right?
It became even stranger when the wolf fully emerged.
Because it had two heads.
This was a Double-Headed Wolf, though only one of its heads had a horn.
With silver-grey fur, it could truly be described as beautiful and sacred under the moonlight.
Another wolf emerged. This one was noticeably smaller. Its horn grew from the right-side head and was shorter and more rounded.
Several small figures scampered out, a group of wolf pups.
They were also double-headed but had no horns.
These Double-Headed Wolves did not seem malicious. They only appeared somewhat wary when looking at Kevin.
Then they gathered around Ging like pet dogs, circling him, licking him, and wagging their tails. The wolf pups even tried to climb onto him.
Facing Kevin's inquisitive gaze, Ging stroked one wolf's head and said, "They are Double-Headed Wolves, almost extinct a few years ago. We found the only surviving pair and successfully bred them through technology, preserving their bloodline."
As he spoke, a clear sense of pride and triumph appeared on Ging's face.
Now Kevin understood how he had died, and why.
Poaching an almost completely extinct creature. He had indeed deserved his fate.
Ging continued observing.
…
Soon, the group of poachers arrived in the area.
"Boss, are we there yet?" asked a rather scrawny poacher.
The man with a scar across his shifty face replied impatiently, "Quiet. We're almost there. It should be right around here."
"I say we should just buy tickets home. Anyway, we can't contact that treacherous pretty boy anymore," another young man with golden broom-like hair said.
The last member passed by him. With an expressionless, ordinary-looking face, he said, "If we don't want to stay in this business anymore, then we certainly could do that."
"Tsk. What an unromantic guy," the broom-haired man said, sounding bored.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound cut through the air.
Something flew through the darkness. The broom-haired man was instantly struck, and his entire body fell backward.
With a thud that pierced the night, he hit the ground unconscious, his cheek sunken and blood flowing from his mouth.
"Watch out!"
This four-person team was clearly well-trained. Almost instantly after the attack, they found cover.
One member had already pulled out his gun and fired toward the direction of the attack.
The piercing sound of gunfire tore through the night.
In the dark cave.
"Stop licking."
Kevin pushed away the wolf pup clinging to his shoulder.
He held the binoculars with both hands, focusing intently on the distance without blinking.
He had just seen Ging pick up something like a stone from the ground and throw it with force. The stone moved like a bullet.
It directly struck one of the poachers. The impact did not pierce him. Instead, the man flew three or four meters before crashing to the ground, unable to get up.
Then the other side started shooting.
Ging, as if taking a casual stroll, picked up a few more stones and threw them.
This time, the commotion was even greater.
The stones shattered tree trunks. The poachers hiding behind them were all hit.
Is that how it ends?
Not yet.
Kevin saw the man who seemed to be the leader block the attack that came through the trees.
The previous stone had made him slide back a meter or two. He had blocked it with crossed arms.
He seemed to shout something.
However, before he could counterattack or defend himself, another stone was thrown. This one did not even make a whistling sound.
In an instant.
The leader flew back four or five meters, crashing into a tree with a loud bang. It seemed he no longer had the strength to fight.
Holy cow, what kind of wuxia novel is this?
Those were stones you threw. Are you sure they weren't bullets?
Based on the combat situation and some fragmented memories in his mind, this was clearly not a normal world.
He had been observing carefully just now and thought he saw a layer of something surging around the man opposite him. It was unclear and indistinct.
Internal energy?
Or something else?
The view suddenly went black.
"Oh, don't block it."
He reached out and dragged away the wolf pup that was licking the lens.
Perhaps because the movement was a bit rough, the wolf pup whimpered.
A dangerous gaze fell on him, and he felt a chill run down his neck.
"Haha, your son is so cute, Wolf Bro."
Kevin laughed awkwardly, hugging the little wolf pup he had just pulled away and stroking it.
The wolf pup did not hold a grudge and soon began playing with Kevin.