Life in the shelter returned to calm after a brief period of turmoil, but with an added sense of impending doom.

Under Lin Feng's subtle influence, the women gradually shed their initial fragility and unrealistic fantasies, becoming more resilient and pragmatic.

They worked even harder to learn various survival skills, whether it was weaving, sewing, making tools, or participating in defense.

They knew that only by relying on themselves and this powerful man could they continue to survive on this perilous planet.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, turned his gaze to a more distant place.

The appearance of the Corpse-Laughing Hyena made him realize that the secrets of this planet were far from being revealed.

New challenges may be just around the corner. He needs more resources and greater strength to protect this hard-won homeland and the women who have begun to depend on him.

He began preparations for a larger expedition.

He needed to know where those laughing corpses came from, and whether there was an even more terrifying existence hidden behind them.

However, before he could even embark on his expedition, the number of laughing corpses around the shelter was increasing.

No longer were there only a dozen or so small groups wandering around; instead, there were now massive herds of dozens, or even hundreds, of hyenas.

They were like moving calamities; wherever they went, other weaker beasts fled in terror, leaving behind large swaths of cleanly gnawed bones and a nauseating stench.

Their numbers seemed to explode overnight.

"The beast tide is coming."

Lin Feng stood on the watchtower, his brows slightly furrowed.

Qin Lan's face was also somewhat pale: "Mr. Lin, what if they... what if they attack us again?"

Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the distant, gray-yellow, wind-eroded highlands, his eyes deep: "It definitely will. That small group before was just the vanguard. Now, the real main force is probably coming."

His tone was calm, yet it carried a sense of impending doom.

The atmosphere inside the shelter suddenly became tense.

The smiles on the women's faces have noticeably decreased, replaced by solemnity and worry.

They worked even harder, hoping to dispel their fear in this way.

Tang Bao and Qian Xiaoxiao were even afraid to go to the toilet alone at night, and always had to drag Su Wanqing or Ruan Mengtian with them.

They woke up from nightmares more than once, dreaming of countless eyes flashing with eerie green light and the heart-wrenching laughter of corpses.

Although Su Wanqing and Ruan Mengtian were also afraid, they had experienced the initial despair and Lin Feng's repeated efforts to turn the tide, which greatly strengthened their mental resilience.

They would comfort Tang Bao and Qian Xiaoxiao in return, and at the same time practice the archery and spear-throwing skills that Lin Feng taught them even more diligently, hoping to contribute their own strength.

Xiaomei is already able to walk, but she doesn't stay still. Instead, she tries to find things to do, afraid that she will be abandoned.

Shen Jiaqi quietly devoted more of her energy to improving the Frost Silk and making weapons.

Together with Qin Lan, she led the women to make more Molotov cocktails—filling hollowed-out hard fruit shells with exotic animal oils and flammable plant powders, and using scraps of Shuanghua silk as fuses.

Lin Feng did not panic despite the potentially huge threat. His life continued in an orderly manner: patrolling, training, instructing the women on strengthening defenses, and researching new tools and weapons.

However, he was away from home for longer periods and patrolled a wider area.

Wangcai's pack of dire wolves roamed the warm outer perimeter almost day and night.

Lin Feng began to consciously stockpile more supplies. The frequency of hunting increased, and apart from daily consumption, most of the prey was processed into jerky.

Around the energy core of the Sun Wheel Wood, there were piles of various combustible dry branches and grease.

Under Lin Feng's direction and with everyone's efforts, the wooden walls of the shelter were reinforced and heightened once again.

The interior of the wall was filled with a large amount of rammed earth and stones, while the exterior was bound in multiple layers with tough rock vines.

Outside the wooden wall, the trench that was originally used to keep out small wild animals had been dug deeper and wider, and the bottom was filled with sharpened hardwood stakes.

Between the trench and the wooden wall, there were also a large number of sharp stones and specially treated thorny vines with barbs.

In just over ten days, the entire shelter had transformed from a relatively comfortable home into a heavily guarded small fortress.

"Mr. Lin, can we...can we hold out?" One evening, when Lin Feng returned from his patrol, Qin Lan looked at his slightly tired face and couldn't help but ask. Her voice trembled slightly.

Lin Feng leaned his sword against the wall, took the bowl of warm water Shen Jiaqi handed him, drank it all in one gulp, and then slowly said, "Whether we can hold out or not depends not on how strong the enemy is, but on how tenacious we are."

His words carried a hint of dry humor, which eased the tension in the women's hearts a little.

Yes, they have Lin Feng. This man always manages to create miracles in the most desperate times.

The anticipated beast tide finally arrived on a dark and windy night.

That night, the wind howled mournfully, like the wailing of countless wronged souls. Dark clouds obscured the sky, and even the orange-yellow glow emanating from the sun-ring tree was somewhat suppressed by the heavy darkness.

"Woo-woo-ow-ah-"

The mournful and chaotic laughter of the corpses surged in from all directions like a tide, growing closer and clearer.

The voice was filled with greed, bloodlust, and a chilling madness.

"They're here!" On the watchtower, Lin Feng, who was on night watch, suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted in a deep voice.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The warning mallet that had been prepared beforehand was struck by Qian Xiaoxiao with all her might, and the urgent warning sound instantly spread throughout the entire shelter.

The women awoke with a start from their respective cabins, their clothes disheveled, but their faces bearing the resolute determination of those driven to desperation.

Under Lin Feng's strict training, they have developed conditioned reflexes.

"On your marks!" Lin Feng's voice, like a stabilizing force, clearly reached everyone's ears: "Qin Lan and Shen Jiaqi, take charge of the east and south walls, directing the throwing of Molotov cocktails and rolling stones! Su Wanqing and Ruan Mengtian, take charge of the west, providing archery suppression! Tang Bao and Qian Xiaoxiao, responsible for passing supplies!"

"Xiaomei, you should go and rest first. Your body hasn't fully recovered."

"Wangcai! Lead your pack and patrol around the perimeter of the trench, harassing the flanks. Don't engage in a direct confrontation!"

"Lingfeng! Zhuiyue! High-altitude alert, prioritize attacking those attempting to climb or damage the wooden wall."

The instructions were issued clearly and swiftly.

The women each performed their duties and quickly ran to their positions.

Their palms were sweaty with tension, but their eyes were unusually determined. They knew that this battle was a matter of life and death.

Lin Feng himself stood atop the main watchtower on the north side, holding a battle sword and a specially made ironwood spear with a highly poisoned tip.

The north is the most likely direction of attack for Corpse Laughing Lizard, where the terrain is relatively flat.

"Awooooo!"

Accompanied by deafening laughter from the corpses, countless eyes, gleaming with an eerie green light, emerged from the darkness like will-o'-the-wisps.

They were so densely packed that you couldn't see any end to them!

"My God... so many..." Tang Bao looked at the hyenas surging towards her from outside the wall like a black tide, her little face turned pale with fright, and she almost cried.

"Don't be afraid! Brother Lin Feng is here!" Although Qian Xiaoxiao's legs were also weak, she still tried to remain calm and grabbed Tang Bao's hand.

The Corpse-Laughing Hyenas, like sharks smelling blood, frantically pounced on the shelter.

They are extremely fast, using all four limbs and making a teeth-grinding "rustling" sound.

The leading Corpse-Laughing Hyenas rushed to the edge of the trench. They hesitated at the sudden obstacle, but their companions pushed and shoved them. Some unlucky ones were pushed into the trench, letting out shrill screams as they were instantly pierced by the sharpened wooden stakes at the bottom!

However, many of the more cunning corpse-laughing hyenas displayed their cunning. They began running along the edge of the trench, searching for places they could cross or that were easier to traverse. Some of the larger individuals, with their incredible jumping ability, even attempted to leap directly over the trench, which was several meters wide!

"Release!" Lin Feng shouted coldly.

The prepared rolling stones and Molotov cocktails poured down from the top of the wall like raindrops!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The Molotov cocktail exploded amidst the horde of laughing hyenas, instantly igniting a raging inferno. The mixture of grease and flammable plant powder was incredibly powerful.

Those corpse-laughing hyenas stained with flames immediately let out shrill screams, rolling frantically on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but instead ignited the flames on even more of their companions.

The scorching hot stones crashed down with tremendous force, smashing some of the laughing corpse hyenas, leaving them bleeding from the head, with broken bones and tendons.

"Awooo!" Wangcai's pack of dire wolves moved like ghosts around the perimeter of the trench.

Instead of directly confronting the hyena herd, they used their familiarity with the terrain and superior intelligence to continuously attack lone or wounded corpse-laughing hyenas from the flanks, striking and retreating in quick succession, effectively restraining the hyena herd's offensive.

High in the sky, Ling Feng and Zhui Yue were like two icy gods. Zhui Yue flapped its wings, and a large swath of icy cold swept down, like a sudden blizzard descending on a herd of hyenas.

Those corpse-laughing hyenas shrouded in the cold wave instantly became sluggish and stiff, their bodies covered in thick frost.

Lingfeng was even more precise; the ice spikes it condensed were like deadly arrows, constantly shooting down from the sky, specifically targeting the larger Corpse Laughing Hyenas that looked like minor leaders.

Each ice spike that fell was accompanied by a piercing scream and a spray of blood.

Lin Feng stood atop the watchtower, his battle sword and poisoned spear flashing in his hands. Any Corpse-Laughing Hyena that attempted to approach the watchtower or threaten the wall's security would perish on the spot under his relentless barrage of attacks.

His movements were as fast as lightning, each strike aimed at vital points, and blood flowed continuously from his feet, staining the wooden planks of the watchtower dark red.

He was like a tireless killing machine, calmly and efficiently reaping lives.