That single icy wolf howl almost scared the Wild Boar King into peeing itself.
Looking at the fresh blood continuously dripping from Zhang Yang's jaws, the Wild Boar King fell into panic.
The two wild boars beside him no longer cared about any "king" nonsense at this point—just run!
They fled in complete disarray.
They didn't give a damn about the Wild Boar King anymore.
Zhang Yang didn't chase them. Honestly, he didn't have the strength to chase anyway. There wasn't a single uninjured spot on his entire body, okay?
And his hind leg really couldn't move. The Wild Boar King's tusk hadn't completely torn it off, which was already showing him some mercy.
But the Wild Boar King had no idea where Zhang Yang's limit actually was—he didn't dare run.
He was completely terrified out of his wits.
Only when Zhang Yang's wolf jaws pressed against his neck did he finally remember he should struggle.
But the more he struggled, the faster the blood flowed. The Wild Boar King's resistance grew weaker and weaker.
Even until death, he still couldn't understand why this seemingly not-so-strong jungle wolf could be this terrifying.
If he was this powerful, why wasn't he deeper in the Beast Continent? Why stay in this fringe area?
Carrying all those questions, the Wild Boar King died.
"Ding, task completed: Challenge from the Wild Boar King. Task reward: Lifespan +30 days, Thick Skin & Tough Flesh fragment (Mid-tier) +10."
Zhang Yang felt like he was about to collapse.
Completing this task was really not easy.
And he felt like what he actually completed wasn't just a "Wild Boar King challenge"—it was more like annihilating the entire wild boar herd. The difficulty had skyrocketed.
But well… the rewards were pretty good.
His evolution points had now accumulated to 19,230—just a tiny bit short of unlocking the Level 2 Mall.
Both his Strength and Agility attributes had reached 20 points, and his Constitution had hit the current cap of 30 points.
He was deliberately saving the remaining 19,000 evolution points to unlock the Level 2 Mall first and take a look. Anyway, given the situation just now, his current stats were already sufficient.
"System, synthesize talent stones."
Evolution points weren't enough for the Level 2 Mall yet, but he had enough talent fragments to synthesize.
"Ding, synthesis successful. Congratulations, host has obtained Thick Skin & Tough Flesh Talent Stone (Mid-tier) ×1 and Thick Skin & Tough Flesh Talent Stone (High-tier) ×1."
In this battle, Zhang Yang killed over ninety wild boars. Adding the 10 from the Wild Boar King and the 10 from the task reward, it was exactly enough to synthesize one high-tier and one mid-tier talent stone.
"Use the high-tier talent stone."
When you get something better, of course you use it on yourself.
In this regard, Zhang Yang didn't hesitate at all.
As for the mid-tier one, he wasn't planning to keep it—he would give it to Lang Qing. One day Lang Qing would evolve into an even more powerful creature, and eventually this wolf pack would be handed over to Lang Qing to lead.
"Ding, use successful. Thick Skin & Tough Flesh talent upgraded to High-tier."
Thick Skin & Tough Flesh (High-tier): Passively doubles Constitution.
Nice.
Extremely nice.
Zhang Yang's Constitution was already 30 points. Doubling it meant it jumped straight to 60.
Right away, he could feel his wounds recovering noticeably faster. This wasn't just a psychological effect—it was real.
The "Regenerate Limbs" talent depended entirely on Constitution. The higher the Constitution, the faster the recovery.
At that moment, Zhang Yang suddenly sensed a trace of danger.
He couldn't afford to keep resting on the ground. He forced himself to stand up immediately.
The feeling of danger was unmistakable—it wouldn't be wrong.
What was it?
The brown bears he had once been fortunate enough to see appeared.
And not just one—two of them.
These two massive creatures entered Zhang Yang's field of vision.
But they didn't come too close.
It was as if they were frightened by something. They only took a quick glance before turning and running away.
Could the brown bears not be afraid?
This wolf pack had occasionally hunted lone members of their kind before, but now it had gone next level—they had taken down so many wild boars.
That was terrifying.
They felt they couldn't afford to provoke an existence like Zhang Yang. They had only come because of the overwhelming smell of blood.
After seeing the scene, they chickened out—run first, and they silently decided never to mess with this pack of jungle wolves again.
Zhang Yang watched the two brown bears leave, feeling slightly relieved.
If those two had really charged over regardless, he honestly wouldn't have known what to do.
His current physical condition absolutely didn't allow him to fight them head-on.
"Ding, task triggered: Eliminate the Peepers. Task requirement: Kill the leopard that is spying on the food. Task reward: Unknown."
The two brown bears had just left when the system popped up again.
Zhang Yang felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do.
With nearly a hundred wild boars dead around the wolf den, the smell of blood was overwhelming. Any nearby carnivore would be drawn to it.
Not everyone was as sensible as those two brown bears. There were plenty of reckless ones who didn't fear death.
So far, none had dared show themselves.
But soon, one did.
A sleek, agile leopard appeared in Zhang Yang's vision.
This leopard was arrogant—walking with its head held high.
But the leopard didn't approach Zhang Yang. It stayed at the edge of the battlefield.
It wasn't here to fight. It was here to enjoy the food.
In the leopard's mind: so many wild boars dead here. A noble being like me eating just one—you're not going to object, right?
In the hunting hierarchy, leopards outrank jungle wolves.
It figured Zhang Yang wouldn't have any complaints. Even if Zhang Yang was strong enough, the leopard wasn't afraid.
Speed, you know?
You're strong—so what? You're good at face-to-face fights, but you can't catch me.
Leopards can climb trees. Wolves can't.
Besides, looking at Zhang Yang's current state, the leopard felt very reassured. Look at you—all torn up like that.
You still dare to bare your fangs?
Zhang Yang indeed didn't have the habit of baring fangs casually.
But cursing was fine.
Daring to touch food that Zhang Yang had hunted, without his permission? Absolutely not allowed.
"Put. It. Down."
Zhang Yang's voice was very low.
To the leopard's ears, it sounded like a warning growl.
Oh my god.
Little wolf, aren't you getting a bit too cocky?
Look at yourself right now, and you still have the energy to care about food you can't even finish?
Don't get too full of yourself—believe me or not, this leopard can give you a fatal strike?
The leopard ignored Zhang Yang's warning.
"Looks like the system's task trigger is really accurate. Since it triggered a 'kill' task, the target won't be scared off by me. Nice, very nice."
Zhang Yang stopped issuing verbal warnings.
He slowly walked toward the leopard.
Very slowly.
In his current condition, he could actually move faster if he wanted, but that would tear open the wounds that had just started to close. It would hurt a lot.
Walking slowly was just fine.
It didn't hurt as much.
What the hell?
The leopard got annoyed. I already gave you face—do you really not want it? You're actually coming to drive me away?
So Zhang Yang walked slowly toward it.