Chen Jing stood in the middle of the misty street, with a boy a year or two younger than him beside him.

After inspecting the light crossbow, revolver, straight sword, dagger, grappling hook, and other equipment, Chen Jing confirmed that each of them could be used at the appropriate time. He closed his eyes, and some sounds came from the wind.

"Brother Jing, I... I'm a little nervous," the boy said nervously, clutching his weapon.

The boy's name was Li Huaxing. Although he had joined several scavenging groups and worked in this area many times, he was still inevitably nervous because what he was going to do today was different from his usual scavenging.

Chen Jing put his finger to his lips in a "shh" gesture and whispered, "Listen to the sound."

Li Huaxing was stunned for a moment, trying hard to listen to the sounds, but apart from the chaotic noises coming from afar, he couldn't hear anything.

The chaotic noises were likely the sounds of the other members of the "hunting group" hunting down their target for the day—a glass lizard. Glass lizards possess incredible vitality and lethality, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

“This area is covered in dense fog, and visibility is extremely low. We can barely monitor the situation on the street by standing in the middle of it,” Chen Jing said. “At this time, hearing is very important. If you want to do this job in the future, you will also need to train your hearing.”

Li Huaxing nodded nervously, looking around as if there were ferocious beasts lurking in the mist, ready to devour anyone who might try to kill him.

“According to the hunting plan,” Chen Jing explained, “they want to lure the glass lizards into pre-prepared traps, so they have several fixed routes, and different preparations have been made for each route.”

"There are two sounds you need to pay attention to. One is the sound that indicates the direction the hunting party is heading," Chen Jing told Li Huaxing. Here, it's very common for experienced members to mentor newcomers. This can quickly produce qualified successors and prevent a large number of casualties among new recruits, even though Chen Jing isn't much older than Li Huaxing.

"To determine the direction the hunting party will move, you only need to listen to the direction of the lizard's sound," Chen Jing said. "Glass lizards make a loud noise. If it comes towards you or nearby, pay attention to the second sound."

"The voice of a wandering spirit," Chen Jing said.

Wandering Souls—Li Huaxing knew about wandering souls. They were creatures that looked almost identical to humans, except that their pupils were pure black without a trace of white. Even the most experienced warriors in the hunting party, possessing extraordinary skills, could not guarantee defeating any wandering soul in a one-on-one fight.

The people living here hold wandering spirits in awe and fear. They believe that wandering spirits are the innocent victims of the war in the ruins, and they will not kill them unless absolutely necessary.

“Wandering spirits are particularly sensitive to sound. Loud noises will attract them. Although this place has been cleared beforehand, if any wandering spirits come, you need to do two things,” Chen Jing said. “First, make a sound to notify the hunting party. Second, try to lure the wandering spirits away from the battlefield.”

If a wandering spirit enters the hunting grounds, it will inevitably affect and disrupt the hunting party's hunt! Therefore, someone needs to lure it away, and Chen Jing is the "lurer" who does this.

“The strength, speed, and reaction ability of wandering spirits all exceed those of normal humans. To lure them away, we must rely on traps and various mechanical devices, but at the same time, we cannot create too much distance between ourselves and the wandering spirits. We must maintain a critical point where the wandering spirits can find us but cannot catch up with us. This is a technical skill, and I can’t explain it to you in a short time.” Chen Jing said, “However, there shouldn’t be any wandering spirits appearing today. You can guess why.”

Li Huaxing asked cautiously, "Brother Jing, is it because this place is close to the arena and belongs to the territory of that slave spirit?"

“Yes, that slave spirit often makes a loud noise in the arena to attract nearby spirits, which he then slaughters,” Chen Jing said. “Fortunately, that slave spirit has never left the arena, so this area has always been used as a hunting ground for setting traps.”

The Slave Soul is called a slave because it wears heavy shackles, but it is the lord of this area and possesses terrifying combat power. According to those in the hunting party who have extraordinary skills, probably only legendary cultivators can fight against it.

The sound of the glass lizard grew closer. Although Chen Jing comforted Li Huaxing, she was still very nervous and listened intently to the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground coming from behind him.

Li Huaxing was pale. He looked at Chen Jing, who had already taken out his revolver and turned around.

“I lure it away, you take the safe path, and I warn the hunting party that they can abandon the hunt.”

Chen Jing spoke slowly, his voice remained normal, and his hands did not tremble.

Li Huaxing could no longer suppress her fear and ran towards the designated safety passage next to her. From there, she could climb up a small building. If she kept quiet there, no wandering spirits would come. Even if they did, there was a rope for rappelling to help her escape.

Chen Jing did not go that way. He knew that if he kept quiet and hid, the wandering spirit might let him go, but the hunting party would suffer huge losses, and he didn't know how many people would die!

Chen Jing took a deep breath. For a "monster lurer," controlling the distance is the most important technical point.

He couldn't get too close. Chen Jing thought of the information about this slave spirit and even felt that if it got close enough for him to see in the fog, he would be killed instantly!

It can't be too far away; if it's too far, it won't be able to attract its attention, and it will head towards the hunting party.

Chen Jing focused all his attention on his ears, using sound to determine direction. He was surrounded by thick fog, so he raised his revolver and aimed at a location.

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