The Top Fishing
Chapter 693 - 293: Building a Snow House_2

Chapter 693: Chapter 293: Building a Snow House_2

He didn’t hesitate to make an incision next to the Wolf Weasel’s ear, blew the whistle loudly, and beckoned Little White to start eating.

Hearing the whistle signal for feeding, Little White, despite panting heavily from the fierce battle, didn’t hesitate and firmly grasped the Wolf Weasel’s head with his paws, following the cut Lin Yang made, and gobbled up the fresh flesh and blood.

First Little Swans, then Wolf Weasel, Lin Yang’s hunting tasks for the day were successfully completed. While Little White fed beside him, he took the Swan he had captured today and started showing it off to the online viewers.

It was an adult Swan whose feathers and size differed slightly from yesterday’s, heavier, almost feeling as light as the half-grown Wolf Weasel in his hand, its body covered with thick adult feathers.

A simple examination of its neck, and Lin Yang found the Swan’s fatal injury.

What a thing, the thick neck had its neck bone kicked broken, with only a small portion of muscle and skin still connected on the outside—this was too ferocious.

Lin Yang showed the fatal injury on the adult Little Swan’s neck to the viewers, then calmly stuffed the whole prey into his backpack. The down feathers of this adult specimen were undoubtedly more abundant than the ones from yesterday. As usual, he would take it back to the shelter and take care of it properly.

By comparison, dealing with the Wolf Weasel was more urgent, right by the water, he naturally started processing it on the spot.

Little White, full and content with his cap on, the distant group of Little Swans gradually regained their calm. Lin Yang, with a small knife, meticulously skinned and gutted the Wolf Weasel.

After the whole hide was removed, Lin Yang’s judgment was confirmed once again.

Normally, at this time of year, the Wolf Weasel should have a considerable fat reserve, as badger fat is a great treatment for burns.

He remembered when he was a child having been scalded, folks had gone to the old hunters in the village to get this stuff, and after growing up, not a scar was left.

But the half-grown Wolf Weasel that Little White had mauled and ultimately kicked to death, after being skinned and gutted, felt nothing like a weasel. It was extremely lean, more like the rabbits he had hunted before.

Hunting task completed to perfection, Lin Yang gave a shout, took Little White, and returned to their dwelling to continue plucking and cleaning.

Today’s battle had come to an end, another fulfilling and successful day.

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With the experience of delivering a fatal blow, Little White provided Lin Yang with a Little Swan as prey every day for the following week.

At first, he was quite excited after a successful Pan Hunting, but as going out to hunt became routine and Little White’s performances grew increasingly predictable, his mentality gradually stabilized.

Day in, day out, and before he knew it, it was the forty-first day of the challenge.

Lin Yang’s food reserves weren’t diminishing but instead increasing. In addition to the Black Bear meat and dried fish that were far from being consumed, he also had simply smoked Swan and rabbit meats.

He couldn’t fit these supplies in his cellar, so he simply hung them inside the shelter. Each time he went live on camera, it felt like he was showing off the kind of New Year’s goods prepared in rural homes back in his hometown.

After Lin Yang had harvested the eighth Little Swan, the year’s Little Swan hunting season came to an end with the arrival of cold air.

Just the day before, the weather had been relatively bright, but overnight, the temperature dropped sharply, and even Lin Yang, sleeping in a thickly lined swan down sleeping bag, woke up several times during the night feeling cold.

When he stepped out of the shelter the next morning, lo and behold, it had snowed last night, and everything outside was draped in silver.

With the snowfall, the lake surface had also frozen over. Lin Yang took Little White to the familiar hunting ground, only to find the vast waters devoid of any Little Swans.

This place was not inhabitable for winter. Sensing the change in temperature, the flock of Swans had continued their migration to warmer regions and were no longer around.

Even though Lin Yang returned from his walk with an unsuccessful hunt, he was still in good spirits, but back at camp, he found that the first snowfall had caused him quite a few troubles.

The sports shoes he’d been wearing, after a morning’s worth of trouble, were soaked through, and now his feet were chillingly cold, with a numb sensation setting in.

What worried him more was the area around the shelter, where numerous traces of wild animals’ activities appeared both large and small.

Since eliminating the Black Bear that had been a threat to his survival, it had been a long time since he’d seen any threatening creatures around the camp, but among the footprints in the snow, he spotted signs that might have been made by a pack of wolves.

From the tracks, this pack of wolves should not be less than ten in number, which was a significant group.

Lin Yang had a good stock of food and didn’t want to take risks in confronting these creatures head-on, so how to survive in the coming time had become a challenge.

Inside the shelter, while drying his shoes by the fireplace, he began to ponder his next move.

Use the previous hunting pits to kill these wolves?

Hesitating for a moment, Lin Yang decided against it.

A single person’s power in the wilderness was just too small; he couldn’t afford to confront the pack of wolves head-on.

Especially with the sudden drop in temperature, the ground became hard to dig, and water quickly turned to ice, rendering the hunting pits almost useless.

Moreover, wolves are highly intelligent animals; even if by chance he caught one in a hunting pit, the other members would definitely not make the same mistake. Becoming arch-enemies with the wolf pack and possibly attracting their attention could be dangerous.

After much thought, Lin Yang came up with no good solution, just one thing; he had to clean up the area around the camp first. Otherwise, every time he went out for a walk, he’d end up with wet shoes from the snow.

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