After calculating the location, I was about to leave when I suddenly heard a sound behind me as something stepped on a tree branch.

I was startled and immediately raised my gun to look back, but at that moment I saw out of the corner of my eye that the torchlight was also rapidly approaching the giant ship in my direction.

My heart skipped a beat. Had we been discovered?

But at this point, it seems there's no way to escape; in other words, it would be extremely difficult to escape.

That's when I realized that there was a huge lynx standing behind me. It was that thing that made the noise!

The lynx was now gleaming with ferocity, its back arched, clearly ready to attack me at any moment.

I gritted my teeth. Since I've already been discovered, I might as well go all out and risk everything!

After all, even if I surrender, do you think these indigenous people would invite me to their homeland to drink and sing for me?

I picked up a stone and threw it at the lynx's head, but the lynx was incredibly fast. Before I could even raise my hand, it had already leaped to the tree and disappeared into the darkness.

Lynxes are naturally dark-colored, and now that it's completely dark, you can't even see your hand in front of your face, because no moonlight can get into the woods.

But the noise behind them was growing louder and louder. Clearly, this lynx was also one of their guards.

I was indeed abrupt just now; I had completely forgotten that these indigenous people could tame lynxes.

The lynx is gone, which is a good opportunity for me to hide. I crouched down, lowered my body, and rolled away, hiding under another tree.

At that moment, I could see those flames rushing straight towards me. I knew without a doubt that these indigenous people were going to capture me.

But when I thought of my companions waiting for me in the camp, I knew I couldn't just surrender here.

I gritted my teeth and reached under the tree roots to feel around a couple of times. I was delighted to find that there were many stones in this place, which would be perfect for me!

I picked up a stone and held it in my hand, then looked around and saw that the Hokage had already approached.

I immediately held my breath and then quickly threw the stone in my hand to my left. The stone landed with a loud thud.

The indigenous people who had been walking towards me paused for a moment after hearing the sound of the stone hitting the grass. Then, a flash of light appeared, and they seemed to be drawn to the other side.

But I still dare not move, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

As the firelight gradually receded into the distance, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as I was about to stand up and take a few steps back to keep my distance from them, I heard a sound of gnashing teeth behind me. Without turning around, I knew it must be that lynx that hadn't left.

As long as this thing is with me, it's probably impossible for me to leave.

So now I have to get rid of this lynx, and the problem is, I don't know how many lynxes I have around me.

These indigenous people can be fooled by my noise, but these lynxes are different, because lynxes rely on their sense of smell.

Moreover, this thing has been staring intently at me from behind. If I make any move, it will probably pounce on me. Wouldn't I be caught in the crossfire then?

Just as I was racking my brains trying to figure out how to get rid of this hand, a commotion suddenly came from the cave where the indigenous people had just gone.

Then I saw the torchlight that had been flickering in front of me suddenly rush towards the cave.

I felt a sense of relief. Could it be that there was some internal strife among them, so they had to go back to help?

If that's really the case, then it truly is a stroke of luck!

After all, as long as these indigenous people aren't around me, these few lynxes really aren't enough to kill.

I immediately pulled out the kitchen knife in my hand and bent over to carefully observe the location of the lynxes. Only then did I realize that there was indeed more than one in the bushes, and there were two other ones around me.

That means there are three lynxes around me right now!

If we're talking about fighting, I'm really not afraid of these three lynxes.

The fear is that they will cause a commotion and attract the indigenous people.

However, at this moment, the noise from the indigenous people was getting louder and louder. Upon closer listening, I realized that two of the shouting voices sounded very familiar. And then I realized that they were the two foreign women.

I desperately wanted to turn back and check on their situation, but with those three lynxes eyeing me menacingly, I had no chance to be distracted.

I bent down gently and grabbed a stick from the ground. My action startled the three lynxes. One of the smaller lynxes let out a howl and leaped at me.

The cleaver in my hand was no pushover either. Just as it was about to rush towards me, I swiftly brought it down, and I smelled a strong stench of blood.

The other two lynxes, seeing their companion die a gruesome death at my hands, finally became somewhat wary.

They quickly moved back a few steps, but their stark white teeth looked particularly sinister in the flickering firelight.

This place is not a good place to stay, nor is it suitable to drag this out any longer. So I must find a suitable opportunity to escape before the indigenous people’s attention shifts from the cave entrance to the woods.

But these two lynxes clearly wouldn't let me go so easily...

I picked up the branch in my hand and swung it at one of the lynxes.

The lynx turned and disappeared into the woods, perhaps to call for help.

But I know it will definitely not give up.

The other, larger lynx remained standing not far from me, clearly unaffected by the branch.

I grabbed the lynx I had just killed and chopped off its head with one stroke. I held the bloody head in my hand; the lynx's eyes were not yet fully closed.

I grabbed the lynx's head in my hand and hurled it at the lynx standing not far in front of me.

The lynx immediately sprang up, howling as it lunged at me like a madman.

Right now, I could kill it with a single shot, but if I fire, it will inevitably attract the attention of the indigenous people, and then it will be difficult for me to escape.

He looked at the kitchen knife in his hand and, imagining how he had killed the lynx earlier, killed this lynx as well.

But to my surprise, this real lynx was quite clever. It howled and charged straight at me, but just as it was about to pounce on my face, it suddenly bent over and stopped.

I was stunned at first, and then when I came to my senses, the lynx had already put its hind paws on the ground, and was in a bow shape, scratching at my stomach.

I felt a sharp pain, followed by a strong smell of blood.

At the same time, the knife in my hand finally sliced ​​into its belly, and a stench mixed with the smell of blood wafted over. The lynx was finally killed by my horizontal slash.

My stomach was in terrible pain, and I didn't even know how many scratches it had given me, but I finally managed to take care of those two lynxes.

The indigenous people behind me won't notice for a while, so I can take this opportunity to escape.

I clutched my stomach, drenched in cold sweat, and hunched over as I turned back. Only after I was far away did I realize with a sigh, "This really is a fucking escape from death..."