Bei Ji remained silent.

He believed that bad females were capable of selling them out.

They were worth only a piece of animal skin.

Cold-blooded snake-beastmen are unwelcome everywhere; they are beings even their own mothers do not love.

Xi Qing and Bei Ji couldn't eat anything anymore. The two snake cubs transformed into human form, sat facing each other, and sadness welled up in their eyes.

...

Inside the woods, Si Yan took several deep breaths.

In the apocalypse, she was a warrior, and she had learned wilderness survival skills.

The trees here are really big, generally over 20 or 30 meters tall, and the leaves on them are also super big, generally two to three times the size of those on Earth.

Abandoned in the woods behind the mountain by a few bastards, Si Yan's big eyes darted around mischievously. She took out a short dagger and carefully walked through the woods.

On a large tree, a pair of eagle eyes suddenly snapped upwards.

A snow-white falcon, hidden in a tree, with a beastly crystal on its forehead that was red to the point of purple.

He sniffed, his eagle eyes able to see very far, and cautiously looked over.

"Is she a young female from the Yanxiang tribe?"

Wood Owl wondered, "What's going on with the Rock Village tribe? Why are they sending a young female deep into the forest in the middle of the night?"

That's right, Si Yan, who has no sense of direction, thought she was on the way back to the cave, but she ended up going further and further away.

Wood Owl flapped its wings and flew a little closer, taking a closer look at Si Yan. "Tsk, so thin and small, not a bit of meat on her bones, a useless and incompetent little female, she doesn't look like she'll live long. Maybe this little female has been abandoned by the Rock Village tribe."

Woodowl saw a white tiger approaching Si Yan, lurking in the shadows, seemingly preparing to hunt her down.

Wood Owl preened his feathers: "It's none of my business if other tribes abandon females, so I won't go and rescue her."

Because of the male-to-female ratio of ten to one, even the ugliest and worst-tempered females will receive meticulous care from the tribe, and countless male orcs will follow them.

The females abandoned by the tribe are probably terminally ill and beyond cure.

There's no point in saving a female like that.

Si Yan was completely unaware that she had been targeted by an eagle-beastman.

A sense of danger came from behind her. Si Yan turned around and saw a beast in the darkness staring greedily at her with its heterochromatic eyes that glowed with red and purple light.

The white tiger in front of her was far too huge, three times larger than the normal white tiger in her post-apocalyptic world. Looking at the white tiger that was nearly five meters tall, Si Yan almost felt her legs go weak!

That damned brat, she really wanted to feed her to the wild beasts!

Si Yan tossed the dagger in her hand.

This dagger is probably just a toothpick to the white tiger in front of it!

When she was reading the book, she didn't have a direct understanding of the beasts in the beast world. Now that she was in the same situation, Si Yan felt that the fact that she didn't faint immediately was thanks to the zombies in her previous life!

Without saying a word, Si Yan took off running and, after a few steps, climbed straight up a tree!

Si Yan gritted her teeth, exerted a burst of force, and suddenly opened the space. She immediately took out the pistol from the space.

The space suddenly shut with a bang.

She didn't have time to think; she immediately loaded the bullets and counted the number of bullets.

She doesn't have many bullets left; every bullet she fires is one less she has.

But with her life hanging in the balance, she had no time to hesitate. She took out her gun and fired at the white tiger's eyes!

Woodowl jolted and immediately pulled its head out of its wing.

The tiger was moving too fast, and the bullet missed its eye, but it still managed to scratch its face quite a bit.

The tiger was clearly even angrier.

Si Yan realized she had angered the tiger. But that didn't matter; whether she angered it or not, it was going to eat her anyway.

Si Yan quickly climbed the tree, gritting her teeth angrily as she did so.

Is this even an animal? It's harder to kill than a zombie!

After climbing only a few steps, Si Yan was panting heavily. Seeing that the tiger was about to reach her, Si Yan grabbed the vines and quickly used her wood-type ability—Entangle!

The vines grew rapidly, but Si Yan's wood-type ability was limited, so the growth rate couldn't be much faster.

Si Yan only had time to set up a small trap to trip it up.

Sure enough, the tiger's hooves were too fast, and it got caught on a vine that suddenly grew out, causing it to lose its balance and fall to the ground.

Si Yan immediately grabbed the vines on the tree and climbed up.

The tiger was relentless; it was clear it wanted to eat her. There was still a long time before dawn when everyone discovered her disappearance and began searching for her; stalling for time was pointless. If they didn't kill the tiger, Si Yan might become its prey.

The owl flew very close.

What's wrong with this female? How can she be so agile when she's so thin and small? And what was that strange, cold, black thing just now? The things it produced were really weird.

Si Yan's wood-based superpower was very weak, and Mu Xiao did not notice it from a distance.

Each bullet fired is one less to be had, and it's hard to bear using them all. Besides, the bullets seem to have limited killing power; they can't even penetrate the opponent's animal hide.

Si Yan abandoned the use of bullets, and at the critical moment, she once again squeezed out her own space.

Heavens above! Because the space is too small, she couldn't fit large melee weapons in, so she didn't put them in. Therefore, she currently has no large weapons to use!

However, she found something good in a corner of the warehouse.

Three years into the apocalypse, the science lab developed various useful weapons for people with superpowers, and the bundle of silver thread in her corner was one of those useful melee weapons.

It can be called a line blade. In the post-apocalyptic cold weapon atlas, it is also known as: the flying guillotine.

Without hesitation, Si Yan quickly pulled the silver thread, wrapped one end around a tree branch, leaped over it, and wrapped the other end around another tree branch!

Her trap was very well hidden. After setting it up, she saw the white tiger was ready to charge. Si Yan gave the tiger a defiant look, then climbed up the tree!

Enraged, the white tiger leaped up a tree, and soon, dense lines appeared on its body. Drops of blood flowed from the sharp lines; its eyes, neck, and legs were all slashed open, and an expression of disbelief appeared on the white tiger's face.

Losing its strength and balance, the white tiger fell heavily to the ground once again.

After observing for a while and confirming that everything was alright, Si Yan deftly put away the thread blade and tied it around her waist.

The large white tiger fell to the ground and howled in pain.

She stood on the tree and observed the white tiger for a while. After watching it struggle and bounce for more than ten minutes, it became motionless. After waiting for another twenty minutes, and feeling that the white tiger was completely dead, Si Yan carefully climbed down from the tree.

Once she got off the ground, she picked up the dagger that was just a toothpick to the white tiger, carefully approached it, and touched its tail.

After repeatedly confirming that the white tiger was dead, she squatted down beside it and stared at it for a long time. Finally, she decided to conceal the presence of the Thread Blade and dissect the white tiger's fur and flesh through the wounds on the Thread Blade.