Seeing this, a barely perceptible glint flashed in Lin Fengshuang's usually calm eyes!

"Hey, isn't this a perfect coincidence? Free labor delivered right to our doorstep, and someone who knows the 'rules' at that?"

A bold and practical idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

Although he is now incredibly strong and no longer takes ordinary wild beasts seriously, wouldn't it be wonderful if he could have a free guard around this cabin?

Especially when he is out hunting or sleeping at night, having an extra tireless sentry is always a good thing.

The wolf before me was clearly a loser in the pack, either defeated in the brutal struggle for the alpha position or ruthlessly driven out due to old age and weakness.

Such creatures, having lost the protection of their pack, struggle to survive alone in the perilous forest. In order to live, they are often easier to "tame" than those proud wolves.

Lin Feng did not immediately adopt any aggressive stance; instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

He leisurely tore off another piece of golden, juicy roasted meat, deliberately slowing down his chewing, and even exaggeratedly closing his eyes, letting out a sigh of extreme satisfaction.

The rich, overpowering aroma of meat, as if it had grown wings, wafted unrestrainedly toward the lone wolf, precisely bombarding its already fragile psychological defenses.

The lone wolf was clearly tormented by the incessant fragrance, pacing back and forth restlessly, its withered tail tucked tightly between its legs.

Several times it tried to muster the courage to take a step forward, but when Lin Feng's gaze swept over it, it would shrink back into the shadows of the trees like a frightened bird, the "woofing" sound in its throat carrying a hint of grievance and anxiety.

A hint of a smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

He leisurely tossed the remaining half of the roasted meat in his hand gently toward an open space not far in front of Lone Wolf.

"Clatter".

The roasted meat, glistening with tempting oil and steam, landed steadily on the slightly snowy ground.

The lone wolf froze, its green eyes fixed on the deadly tempting piece of roasted meat. It then looked up warily at Lin Feng, trying to determine whether this was a gift from heaven or a deadly trap wrapped in honey.

Lin Feng, as if nothing had happened, leisurely picked up another sizzling skewer of meat and continued to eat it slowly, oblivious to everyone else, not even bothering to glance at it again.

The extreme hunger, like thousands of ants tearing at its internal organs, eventually overwhelmed its innate fear and caution.

The lone wolf hesitated and lingered in place for a full half minute before finally succumbing to the deep-seated temptation.

It cautiously peeked out from the shadows of the trees, like a guilty thief, and slowly and tentatively approached in an almost crawling posture.

When it was just a step away from the piece of roasted meat, it suddenly lunged forward, snatched the meat in its mouth with lightning speed, and then, without looking back, darted back to the edge of the forest at top speed. It hid behind a thick pine tree and wolfed down the life-saving piece of roasted meat, not even spitting out the bones.

After finishing its meal, it licked its lips with lingering satisfaction. When it looked at Lin Feng again, its greed was still intense, but the deep-seated wariness had quietly melted away a little.

"There's hope! This guy's will to survive is much stronger than his backbone!" Lin Feng thought to himself, but his face remained expressionless.

Next, he repeated his trick. Every time he slowly finished a skewer of grilled meat, he would "casually" toss a small piece to the lone wolf that was watching from the shadows.

After repeating this several times, the distance between the lone wolf and him gradually and tentatively shortened from more than ten meters to about seven or eight meters.

It no longer flees back into the depths of the forest every time it catches meat. Instead, after getting the meat, it retreats only to what it considers a safe distance before eagerly enjoying it, all the while vigilantly observing the movement of the forest wind.

Just as the lone wolf mustered its courage once more, stretched its neck, and prepared to snatch another piece of meat with bones that Lin Feng had thrown out, a glint of light suddenly flashed in Lin Feng's half-closed eyes. The opportunity had arrived!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng sprang up from the ground like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, his feet propelling him forward with the speed of a ghost!

The lone wolf felt a blur before its eyes, and an intense sense of crisis, as if it were a tangible reality, instantly enveloped it.

Its wild instincts, honed through countless life-or-death battles, gave it a frantic warning. Just as it tried to turn its head and flee with its tail between its legs, it was already too late!

Lin Feng's iron hand, as big as a palm fan and covered with calluses, had already gripped its slender neck like an iron clamp!

"Woo-hoo!"

The lone wolf was terrified and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Its slender body unleashed tremendous power disproportionate to its size. Its limbs kicked wildly, and its sharp claws swung erratically like aimless blades, trying to scratch Lin Feng and break free from this deadly restraint.

"Hmph! You dare to resist when you're about to die?"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, his arm muscles bulged, veins popped, and a tremendous force burst forth, lifting the struggling lone wolf off the ground like a chick, and then slamming it to the ground.

With his other hand, he didn't hold back at all. He clenched his fist and delivered a merciless "iron fist of love" to the clueless wolf head!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thuds of each punch landing were exceptionally clear in the silent forest. Lin Feng's control of the force was exquisite.

Each punch was enough to inflict excruciating pain on the unruly beast, making it fully understand who the boss was, without killing it or causing irreparable harm.

With just a few punches, the lone wolf, which had been fiercely aggressive, was beaten senseless, seeing stars, and uttering painful and desperate cries.

Its struggling strength in its limbs quickly weakened, and in the end, only unconscious twitching remained.

Lin Feng loosened his grip slightly, but still held it firmly like an iron tower, giving it no chance to turn the tables.

He said in a cold, deep voice, "Do you submit or not? If you dare to bare your teeth again, I'll let you taste what a real 'whole wolf feast' is today! I guarantee I'll make sure you're dealt with properly!"

As he spoke, he picked up a whole animal leg from the grill, roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fragrant aroma, and deliberately waved it in front of Lone Wolf's nose, which had been beaten and was now crooked.

The rich aroma of meat was like the devil's whisper to a soul that had been starving for a long time.

The lone wolf struggled to open its eyes, which were red and swollen from the beating. It smelled the aroma of meat so close to its mouth, and then looked fearfully at Lin Feng's fierce-looking face, recalling the merciless beating that had just made it question its very existence as a wolf.

Its survival instinct as a wild beast finally overwhelmed what little wildness and dignity remained.

In its originally fierce green eyes, a clear fear and... barely perceptible submission gradually appeared.

It let out a low, sobbing whimper, and its massive body stopped struggling violently, only trembling slightly.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you! Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier?" Lin Feng finally released his grip on it with satisfaction.

The lone wolf felt as if it had been granted a pardon, but it didn't dare to run away immediately. It just lay on the cold snow, panting heavily.

Its gaze toward Lin Feng was filled with complex emotions: fear, longing, and a touch of natural awe for the strong.

Lin Feng tossed the fragrant beast leg in front of it. The lone wolf visibly trembled, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately could not resist the burning hunger in its stomach. It cautiously moved forward and snatched the leg in its mouth.

Then it dragged it a little further away and began to devour it greedily and warily, chewing even the hardest bones with a crunching sound.

Over the next few days, Lin Feng officially began the "taming" of the lone wolf.

He twisted the tough animal sinews left over from previous hunts into a thick rope and temporarily tied it to a large tree, about the size of a bowl, not far from the door of the cabin, as a makeshift "watchdog."

For the first two days, the lone wolf's wild nature was still difficult to completely tame.

Unable to accept its tragic fate of falling from a free and untamed overlord of the wilderness (albeit a fallen one) to a prisoner, it repeatedly tried desperately to bite and pull at the tough animal sinew rope when Lin Feng wasn't paying attention, attempting to regain its freedom.

Lin Feng's strategy for dealing with this has always been simple, brutal, and effective. Once he discovers it, he first gives it a merciless beating that is enough to make it question its very existence as a wolf, until it tucks its tail between its legs and whimpers as if begging for mercy. Then, he "mercifully" throws it a piece of roasted, fragrant, and juicy meat.

The classic "carrot and stick" approach is always an effective way to deal with these somewhat dim-witted "troublemakers," no matter the world.

After a few days, this originally unruly lone wolf was completely tamed by Lin Feng.

With its underdeveloped wolf brain, it finally understood a cruel and realistic truth: resistance would not only result in being beaten, but in a very painful way; while obedience, although temporarily losing its precious freedom, would at least mean having delicious meat to eat and being able to survive in this perilous and treacherous place.

More importantly, the meat roasted by this seemingly ferocious two-legged beast is fucking incredibly delicious!

It was ten thousand times more delicious than any carrion or small animal it had ever eaten before!

Gradually, Lin Feng also keenly noticed that the wolf he had "picked up" had some unusual and special characteristics.

Its obedience is much higher than that of ordinary wolves, and its learning ability is also astonishing.

Even when Lin Feng was feeding it, it would lower its proud wolf head and its tail would sway gently a few times, revealing a hint of... almost fawning?

That look, that posture, it's less like a fierce, bloodthirsty wolf and more like a... well-trained large hunting dog.

What surprised Lin Feng even more was...

On one occasion, he decided to groom the guy's dirty fur (actually, he just roughly ran his hands through it to check for parasites).

Unexpectedly, on the top of its head, near the base of its ears, I felt two hard, bony protrusions, like newly sprouting deer antlers!

The two small horns were cleverly covered by thick, gray-black fur, and would not be easily noticed unless you touched them carefully at such close range.

"Holy crap! This thing... is it a genetically mutated horned wolf?"

Lin Feng couldn't help but marvel, his understanding of this other world was refreshed once again.

The world is indeed vast and full of wonders!

Because of its unique horns and its increasingly docile nature, which has a bit of a "lackey" potential, Lin Feng simply gave it a simple, direct, and very descriptive name - "Horned Wolf".

As for its name, Lin Feng decided to call it Wangcai, which was the name of the dog he raised in his childhood.

With "Horned Wolf," a free watchdog that came from dubious origins, Lin Feng's sense of security was significantly enhanced.

At least, when he's sleeping at night or engrossed in other things, any disturbance outside will be noticed.

This guy would immediately prick up his ears and let out a low, warning growl from his throat; his alertness and sensitivity were far more effective than any simple trap he set.

The wolf "Wangcai," after experiencing the initial days of thrilling beatings and unwilling resistance, has now come to enjoy a "happy life" where "if you get beaten, you get meat to eat; if you don't get beaten, you still get meat to eat."

They gradually adapted to this new wolf life of "living under someone else's roof, but with plenty of food."

As long as Lin Feng doesn't beat it up for no reason and supplies it with the roasted meat it craves on time.

It lay contentedly at the door of the cabin, its long tongue lolling out, watching vigilantly and dutifully for any movement in the surrounding forest.

Occasionally, when Lin Feng passed by, it would gently rub its big head with small horns against Lin Feng's leg, looking just like a loyal guard dog.