This is no joke; if you get stung at this moment, everything will be over.

But things still had to be done...

He took out a knife and quickly cut away the surrounding weeds, creating a temporary clearing.

This makes it easier to observe and prevents being attacked from behind.

He unscrewed the lids of the three wooden jars, cut the piece of flesh that had been cut from the corpse into three pieces, and stuffed them into the bottom of the jars.

Then, he found three more stones around him and placed them in three different directions in the open space.

Secure the wooden jar at an angle against the stone.

That completes the ant trap.

Bullet ants are carnivorous, so as long as a sufficient number of ants enter the jar, the task will be accomplished.

In fact, the process went even more smoothly than he had imagined.

Because it was not far from the bullet ant's burrow, the worker ants responsible for finding food discovered the situation in less than two minutes.

Strangely enough, Ye Feng saw that its antennae only twitched irregularly a few times, and a large swarm of bullet ants poured out of the nest.

There must be at least a thousand...

It's worth noting that a typical bullet ant colony consists of only 500 to 2000 individuals, so this is practically an all-out effort.

They didn't even see how much meat was in the jar, as if they could tell just by smelling it.

Ye Feng took a few steps back again...

Ants exhibit severe food guarding behavior; they will attack any other creatures that are present while carrying food.

Soon, the ant army swarmed into the wooden jar and began carrying away the food.

After watching for two minutes from a short distance, Ye Feng quickly picked up a stone and ran forward, blocking the line of people carrying food.

Upon seeing this, the ants assumed that other creatures had come to steal their food, and many of the ants that were still carrying the food put down their food and rushed over.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Feng quickly sealed the mouth of the wooden jar with the lid.

They then quickly swatted away the excess ants and withdrew from the land.

He held the jar and examined it carefully for a while...

Through the numerous tiny holes, you can see the bullet ants struggling, crawling, and squeaking inside.

These holes are only slightly larger than pinholes; he had drilled them beforehand.

Besides allowing us to observe the ants' movements, it also serves as a breathing hole for them.

Bullet ants' pincers are not as good as those of termites or army ants; they are good at digging in the soil, but they are not good at digging in wood at all.

So there's no need to worry about them digging through the wooden jar.

Moreover, Ye Feng has plenty of wooden jars, so he can easily change them from time to time.

He looked at the three jars with a broad smile; another life-saving tool, he had finally succeeded.

He looked up at the sky; the sunlight was no longer as bright as it had been at midday. He estimated that it was at least 4 o'clock.

Since he was closest to Fu Changxiong, he decided to go and see how things were going for him.

After walking for more than ten minutes, and still not having arrived at our destination, we heard Fu Changxiong's roar...

"You beast! Let's see just how strong you are today! If I don't get you up here, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng knew that the fish must have been caught...

It must be said that the fish population in the Amazon is truly excellent.

If it weren't so far from China, it would probably have been taken over by fishing enthusiasts long ago.

After all, places where you don't need to make a nest are hard to find.

He quickly ran forward and found Fu Changxiong by the river, wrapped around a tree trunk in a bear hug.

He stretched out both hands and gripped the fishing rod tightly, his entire face pressed against the tree trunk.

Ye Feng put down his backpack and rushed over. After spending a few minutes fighting the fish, he sent it flying with a single arrow.

When they pulled it up, they discovered that it was a giant arapaima weighing about fifty or sixty pounds.

Although he is a minor, he is quite energetic.

"Not bad, Nobita! How was your haul today?"

Fu Changxiong chuckled and smugly unzipped the backpack on the ground.

There were thirteen fish of various sizes inside.

Ye Feng counted them. Although eight of them were piranhas, the other four were carp, and they were of a decent size.

The remaining one, along with the one that just fell ashore, are all Arapaima.

"Whoa!..."

Ye Feng grinned and tried to lift it, but found that he couldn't lift it at all.

"This must weigh over 200 pounds!"

"more than!"

Fu Changxiong's smile grew even more smug. In fact, he had served the fish not long after Ye Feng and the other two left.

A giant arapaima was caught using only a fragment of a carcass.

"Adding all of these together, I estimate it should be over 300 jin (150 catties)."

I just don't know how much it would yield if it were smoked into dried fish.

"At least sixty or seventy pounds."

Ye Feng gave him a thumbs up. Now, even if Tang Weiwei and the others didn't catch a wild boar, it would probably be enough to eat for a week.

"We can't carry that much weight, hurry up and cut it open."

After saying that, the two men took out their knives and started working.

Except for the fish bladder, all the other internal organs should be thrown away.

After all, they didn't want fish innards that had been eaten by human flesh.

The two worked quickly, without using a slow scraping method.

Instead, like with arapaima, the entire skin, including the scales, is cut off and discarded.

The fins and tail, along with other useless parts, were also discarded.

In less than 20 minutes, they had processed all the fish, reducing their weight by at least one-fifth.

After stuffing the remains into his backpack, he threw them into the river and happily left the place.

Ye Feng had been timing it perfectly; it was now basically dusk, the peak time for wild boars to appear.

I imagine that Tang Weiwei's situation should be pretty much resolved by now.

Based on his past experience in catching wild boars, as long as you understand the habits of wild boars, find a suitable ambush location, and know what wild boars like to eat, you can succeed.

This task is not difficult to complete...

He can even kill wild boars at will...

Not to mention experts like Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu.

However, his idea was quickly shattered by Zhan Pengwu.

As soon as the two reached the grove where they were lying in ambush, they heard a clear squeal of a pig.

To be precise, it was the sound of a pig screaming, much like the sound of a pig being slaughtered during the Lunar New Year.

Thinking he had surely succeeded, Ye Feng quickly stepped forward.

Before they could even get a good look out, a wild boar suddenly sprang out of the vegetation in the distance and charged toward the two of them.

That was a wild boar from the Red River weighing at least 200 jin (100 catties), and judging from its size, it was undoubtedly a male.

It had an arrow stuck in its foreleg and an ear, and pig's blood was flowing everywhere.

The most outrageous thing is that there was a person riding on the pig's back.

It was Zhan Pengwu…

His legs were clamped tightly around the wild boar, his expression showing indescribable tension and fear.

The abstract pose paired with such an expression makes the scene look extremely comical.

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow. He had only asked them to slaughter pigs, not to ride them. What kind of job was this?