The wolf is dead.
I can't remember how I killed it.
Or rather, I don't even know when it died.
I was so exhausted that I collapsed off its corpse.
I lay on the cold ground, feeling pain all over my body, every muscle twitching, and my vision spinning.
My mouth and nose smelled of blood; I didn't know if it was my blood or the wolf's blood.
I felt wolf hair in my mouth, but I ignored it.
It's not that I don't want to spit it out, it's that I don't even have the strength to spit it out.
During my fight with the wolves, I faced life-threatening situations several times, and just as he said, Horse-Face completely ignored my plight and did not intervene at all.
At that moment, all the hatred and anger in my heart had vanished.
I felt incredibly tired, and I had only one belief in my heart: to survive.
With that thought in mind, I struggled to lift myself up and slowly crawled toward the wolf's carcass.
At that moment, I saw nothing but the blood spilling from the wolf's mouth.
I know it's disgusting to eat a corpse like this, but I had no other choice.
Just as I crawled to the front of the wolf carcass, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of me.
By this time, I was so exhausted that I couldn't even lift my head. Before I could see who it was, Horse-Face's voice came from above me: "That's enough, the first test is over."
At that moment, all I could see was the wolf's corpse in front of me. I didn't listen to what Horse-Face was saying at all, and I went around him and prepared to crawl forward.
Immediately afterwards, everything went black before my eyes, and I completely lost consciousness.
...
When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a large tent. Looking out through the open curtain, I could still see our forest.
A gentle breeze carried the aroma of roasted meat, making me swallow hard.
Looking down, I saw that I was covered in bandages, like a mummy.
Strangely, although I had many wounds, they didn't hurt as much as I had imagined.
Just then, Minotaur walked into the tent, saw my appearance, raised an eyebrow and said, "You're awake and still not eating? What are you pretending to be dead for?"
"Have a meal?"
I felt my mind was a bit sluggish, and it took me a while to recall everything that had happened: "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Five days. You were supposed to wake up in three days, but the wasp said the longer you lie down, the better it will be for your recovery."
Niu Tou paused for a moment: "Huang Feng is the friend you recommended. Speaking of which, this guy's medical skills are truly remarkable. You were so badly injured, yet he patted his chest and guaranteed that he could make you walk like the wind within a week. This guy has completely changed my perception of traditional Chinese medicine! It is said that someone from his school once served as the head of the medical team in the capital, which is equivalent to the head of the imperial physicians!"
Remembering how they trained me before, I was instantly enraged and yelled, "You two bastards! It was just training, but you actually tried to kill me! Aren't you afraid that if I die, my godmother will cause you trouble?"
"You underestimate Sister Snake. The fact that she dared to hand you over to us means she has absolute confidence in our abilities. If you really die, it only proves that you are incompetent. We are just following orders, what crime have we committed?"
Bull Head paused for a moment: "But speaking of which, you don't really think you can fight off a wolf by going crazy after being starving for three days and three nights, do you?"
I frowned: "What do you mean?"
"The day you fought the wolf, Horse-Face used four needles. If he hadn't used poison to slow down the wolf's attack, you would be a pile of poop by now!"
Ox-Head waved his hand: "Alright, stop lying there pretending to be dead. Horse-Face is waiting for you outside. Go and have a chat with him."
I heard that Wang Qing treated my injury, so I sat up and moved around a bit, and I really didn't feel any pain anymore.
Stepping out of the tent, I saw Horse-Face sitting by the campfire, roasting a whole lamb on an iron rack. Seeing me come out of the room, he gently beckoned, "Come and sit down."
For the past five days, although I have been in a coma, I know that I am relying on glucose and other things to stay alive, and I am so hungry that my stomach is sticking to my back.
Before he could even speak, Horse-Face spoke first: "Actually, neither Ox-Head nor I are people who have practiced martial arts since childhood."
I was slightly taken aback when I heard him say that.
He reached into a nearby metal bucket, took out a bottle of beer chilled with spring water, opened it, and handed it to me: "We were just two ordinary young men from a mountain village, and our families were extremely poor! How poor were we? If we hadn't come out to work, we probably would have never found a wife in that remote mountain valley."
Later, a job agency opened in town, claiming it could help people find work abroad with an annual salary of 150,000 yuan! For us, that was money we might never earn in our entire lives in this remote mountain village!
So, Niu Tou and I signed up together, sold everything we could, got the paperwork done, and headed to faraway Africa! But when we got there, I discovered that the agency that had hired us was a shady one, and our annual salary wasn't 150,000 at all, but only 50,000!
Even so, we felt it was enough, and with a "what's done is done" attitude, we settled down and worked there. But when our three-year term ended and we went to ask for our wages, we weren't greeted by the boss, but by the local gangsters! Those guys kidnapped us and were preparing to take us out of the city to be buried alive.
At that moment, I realized that we were definitely not the first people to be dealt with in this way. From the day we were scammed by the shady intermediaries, we had already fallen into a huge trap.
Fortunately, the gang that was escorting us was robbed by a group of mercenaries on the way. I and Bullhead were lucky enough to be rescued. In order to survive, we joined that mercenary company!
The mercenaries I'm talking about aren't the kind you're thinking of. They're the kind who don't get paid and are forced to fight, like conscripting men. Places like Africa are plagued by war year after year, and what they don't lack are weapons and dead people!
After that, we were sent to concentration camps to begin training, and the training you went through is the same training I went through.”
I looked at Horse-Face with some surprise: "You mean, you were also thrown into cages filled with wild animals and had to fight wolves?"
"It's not a wolf, it's a lion."
Horse-faced took a sip of beer: "Of the fifty-seven people we sent for training, only four survived."
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