Chen Ming put on his protective suit again and took his pistol.

Planning to continue the unfinished work from yesterday, hunting.

What happened yesterday and the thoughts before going to sleep did not affect Chen Ming too much.

Because Chen Ming knew very well that hunting could result in nothing.

If you hunt an infected animal, the worst that can happen is that you just consider it a hunting failure.

As long as one hunting attempt is successful, the benefits gained will definitely be better than just farming next to the spaceship.

As for that possible virus.

Since it cannot be transmitted through the air, Chen Ming just needs to protect himself from injury, boil drinking water at all times, and do a good job of sanitation and disinfection inside and outside the spacecraft every day.

Basically, you can just treat it as if it doesn't exist. It might suddenly pop up and disgust you only when you are hunting.

So in the final analysis, it is definitely better for Chen Ming to do hunting than not to do it.

What's more, when he was reinforcing the fence yesterday afternoon, he also took the time to weave a very rough camouflage suit for himself using the long purple leaves he got from chopping down trees.

I put a lot of effort into making it, so I can't just not use it.

Chen Ming put on camouflage clothing over the protective clothing he had already put on, looked at the map on the terminal with various marks added by himself, and came to the river.

There were still no fish in the clear river, but this time Chen Ming saw many animals with shells.

They had strange shapes and swam in the sand very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the mud at the bottom of the river, leaving Chen Ming with no desire to catch them.

Chen Ming continued walking along the river for a while and looked down at the map.

We're almost there.

Not far ahead, there is a place that I specially noted on the map.

This is the place where Chen Ming discovered a large number of densely distributed animal footprints when he passed by the river a few days ago.

The appearance of such footprints by the river most likely means that this is the drinking water point for these animals.

After Chen Ming arrived at the place, he found a tree nearby and climbed up.

Then all you have to do is wait.

Wait for any animals that may exist to come and drink water, and the rest depends on luck.

After the animals that left obvious footprints are scared away, the remaining animals are obviously more difficult to track.

It is very likely that Chen Ming will be chasing the footprints, and the prey will have discovered his situation before the tracker finds him.

Chen Ming is not a professional hunter. He has no specialized hunting knowledge and does not know any hunting techniques.

So crouching hunting like this is obviously more suitable for me.

At least what you have to do is simple, wait for the animal to come, then raise the gun and shoot.

With temperature control devices inside protective clothing, it is not difficult to stay outdoors for a while in the still hot early autumn.

Otherwise, Chen Ming would have collapsed halfway through moving the bodies yesterday.

Now Chen Ming only needs to squat on the tree, which is much easier than yesterday.

I also brought a terminal with me, so I can read the books on the terminal while waiting for my prey, so it doesn't seem like I'm wasting time.

Two hours passed quickly.

Just when Chen Ming was already immersed in the contents of the books in the terminal.

An animal suddenly appeared from the bushes on the other side of the river.

It has a pair of curved horns on its head, a slender body, and purple hair all over its body with lavender spots in the middle. It seems to be a kind of antelope.

It’s really here.

Chen Ming was a little surprised. He had been prepared to wait for several days in a row before he might see any animals coming here to drink water, but he didn't expect to see one so soon.

Chen Ming slightly moved his arm, which had not moved for two hours, slowly raised the terminal, and took a picture of the antelope.

The name of this antelope is the purple antelope, and it is a herbivorous and gregarious creature.

After knowing what he wanted to know, Chen Ming immediately put away the terminal.

He raised the pistol, pointed it at the gazelle, and put his index finger on the trigger.

Chen Ming did not rush to shoot. He continued to keep calm and wait quietly.

After the first ibex poked its head out of the bushes and confirmed that there were no dangerous animals around.

Soon, other purple antelopes emerged from the woods one after another.

The herd of antelopes quickly gathered at the river bank. The first purple antelope that came out stood alone at a certain distance from the herd, keeping alert.

The other purple antelopes gathered together and began to drink water in batches.

During this process, none of them noticed Chen Ming in the tree on the other side of the river.

Now is the best time.

Chen Ming pointed his gun at the largest antelope in the herd that was drinking water.

I slowed my breathing to the minimum and pulled the trigger the moment it lowered its head to drink water.

The silencer caused a very low gunshot, and the .45-caliber bullet went straight through the body of the oryx and pierced its lungs.

The pain stimulated the purple gazelle to jump up, turn around and rush into the woods.

In just these few seconds, Chen Ming clearly saw the blood foam between its mouth and nose.

Several nearby ibexs also reacted quickly and followed the injured ibex into the woods.

But the purple gazelles that were a little further away did not react as quickly. Without the warning from the leader in charge of alert, they continued to drink water.

This gave Chen Ming the opportunity to shoot again.

Chen Ming fired his second shot quickly.

Once again, he accurately hit the chest of a purple gazelle.

This time, stimulated by the pain, it rushed into the river in front of it in panic, struggled for a few times and then became motionless.

The bright red blood gradually spread in the river.

The violent sound of water splashing and the spreading smell of blood frightened the herd of purple gazelles completely. They turned around and fled, raising a cloud of dust all over the ground.

Chen Ming was unable to maintain stable aim at this time. Shooting at a moving target was much more difficult than at a fixed target. In addition, the smoke and dust blocked his vision. Chen Ming could only aim roughly and pull the trigger repeatedly, shooting out the remaining bullets in the magazine.

This round of shooting killed two more antelopes in the group.

Including the two before, there are a total of four purple gazelles that are about the same size as wolfhounds. As long as they are not rotten, they will be enough food for Chen Ming for a long time.

Chen Ming refilled his pistol with bullets and waded across the river with a nervous mood.

The body of the purple gazelle was found floating on the water.

When he saw the appearance of the corpse, a smile finally appeared on Chen Ming's face.

The body was not decomposed.

Chen Ming quickly dragged it to the river bank and then continued to go deeper into the woods.

Following several obvious bloodstains, the bodies of three other ibex were found about a hundred meters away. They were also not rotten.

Chen Ming suppressed his inner joy and nervously knocked open the skulls of the four gazelles by the river.

After confirming that their brains showed no signs of decay.

Chen Ming finally put his mind at ease.

The first hunt was successful.

(End of this chapter)