When the hunt ended, Ning Hong and his brother dragged back a duck-dragon beast that was much larger than themselves, leaving the villagers present completely dumbfounded.
What happened?
What did they see?
It really is a Duck Dragon Beast; the two Ning brothers really caught it.
"Impossible, how could it be? How could they have actually caught the Duck Dragon Beast?"
Those two good-for-nothings from the Ning family. Their hunting results are actually better than theirs; it's unbelievable.
But facts speak louder than words, and the carcass of the duck-dragon was right in front of them.
"Polar Bear, you didn't go to help them again, did you?" Many people thought of the polar bear. In the past, when they hunted together, the polar bear would often help the two brothers.
"There really isn't one." The polar bear shook his head. He did want to help them capture a duck-dragon beast, but this time he really couldn't help. When he arrived, he saw Ning Hong smashing something against the head of a duck-dragon beast.
They smashed the duck-dragon's head again and again.
The polar bear suddenly felt a little scared.
I don't know why, I just inexplicably feel timid.
"It really wasn't you?"
“That’s definitely not it.” The white bear shook his head heavily. “If I had killed it, I would have left marks on the duck-dragon beast.” He was a black bear, and his weapon was his claws.
There were no scratches on this duck-dragon, but there were marks from bamboo arrows.
Looking again, Ning Hongze and his brother were each carrying a bamboo basket on their backs, and there seemed to be some remaining bamboo arrows on the baskets.
The village chief's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the bamboo arrow, examining it carefully. The more he looked at it, the deeper his smile became.
"This is really a great thing, Hongze. Did you come up with this idea?"
Ning Hong did not answer, but silently lowered her head.
That's consistent with his usual quiet and reserved demeanor.
He didn't know how to answer the village chief.
These things weren't his idea; he didn't want to claim credit for others' work, so he couldn't say that he was the one who came up with them. But it was clear that he was the first person in the village to use bamboo arrows.
"Red?"
"I just happened to see someone using it, thought it looked pretty good, so I made it."
"You defeated the DuckDragon Beast with this?"
The village chief spoke again.
"Not entirely. The bamboo arrow was too small; it could only scratch the duck-dragon beast, not kill it. It was mainly my good luck that I hit its vital spot, which is how I killed it." Actually, if you really think about it, the duck-dragon beast probably crushed itself to death.
"Then you are indeed very lucky," the village murmured softly.
It's a pity, really.
The village chief was so heartbroken at the thought of giving such a huge duck-dragon beast to Ning Hongze and his brother that he almost shed tears.
Who told him to speak so quickly? Of course, most importantly, he didn't trust the Ning brothers.
The two brothers are too weak; no matter who they're with, they'll be looked down upon.
The two people were just a hindrance, and most of the villagers were unwilling to accept that they should share their hunting spoils with them.
Not to mention them, even the village chief himself wasn't very happy.
To everyone's surprise, things turned out differently.
These two brothers actually captured a duck-dragon beast.
This huge duck-dragon beast belongs to the two brothers.
On the way back, the polar bear helped carry the duck-dragon.
The polar bear was strong enough that it could lift the duck-dragon beast without any problem.
The remaining villagers in the village were overjoyed to see the polar bear carrying the duck-dragon beast.
With such a large piece of meat, it looks like they'll get quite a bit this month.
However, before they could fully rejoice, they saw the white bear carry the duck-dragon beast in his hand to Ning Hongze's house.
"Village chief, what does this mean? Are you trying to take it all for yourselves?"
The villagers immediately objected.
"Village chief, you must uphold justice! Even if the white bear wants to help the Ning brothers, it can't give them all the meat!"
"This duck-dragon beast belongs to both Ning brothers."
"What?"
"impossible."
“Nothing is impossible. The Ning brothers performed exceptionally well this time. They captured that duck-dragon beast; it belongs to them.”
After all, it was stated beforehand.
The Ning brothers acted independently, and if they managed to hunt any prey, it would belong entirely to them and would not be handed over to the public.
Everyone heard these words at the time, and I guess many of them were very relieved.
Of course, the more joyful it was back then, the more heartbreaking it is to see this duck-dragon beast now.
"But such a huge duck-dragon beast?" These two brothers have always performed exceptionally well; is the village chief not getting old and blind?
They're always dragging things down.
Ning Mao was alright; at least he could scout out what was ahead. He climbed to the very top of the tree to see if there was any danger. But Ning Hong was completely incapable.
He cannot transform.
They were weaker than the orcs in both mobility and combat strength. Naturally, they didn't want them.
Therefore, it's understandable what the village is thinking.
This is no ordinary small animal, but a duck-dragon.
Such a large duck-dragon beast is enough to feed their village for eight to ten days.
"Village chief, why don't we make them bring out the duck dragon?"
A villager licked his face and stepped forward.
"That won't do," the village chief shook his head. "If I break my word, how can you people listen to me in the future?"
"Even if the price is a duck-dragon beast?"
"Yes, even if the price is a DuckDragon Beast." Oh dear, my heart aches, it's bleeding.
"Don't focus on the little quirks of those kids. We had a great harvest this time. Look, the Lelu Beast isn't much worse than the Duck Dragon Beast."
Although she seems to have lost a little weight.
Ning Hong, unaware of what others were thinking, was happily chopping the meat into pieces and marinating it.
The polar bear's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You have so much salt?"
Seeing Ning Hong ruthlessly smear salt onto the meat he had chopped, Bai Xiong felt a pang of heartache.
He wasn't upset about the meat, but rather about the salt.
"What a waste, what a waste, you're really wasting your time."
So much salt is hard to find.
"Brother, don't worry, even if I don't have anything else, I still have this coarse salt."
Ning Hong carefully put the salt away.
He was initially indifferent, but seeing that the polar bears seemed to care a lot about these things, he pondered for a moment and then followed their example, treating the salt with care and respect.
"Hongze, how much rock salt do you have?"
"Hmm, quite a lot, enough, I think?" The polar bear's judgment was rather strange.
"Could we distribute them to the people in the village?"
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