Chapter 115: The Art of Self-Preservation

down to the village and visit some young brides of similar age."Now every household in the village is starving, wishing they could spend all day searching for food and drink. Who has time to play with...No one had high hopes for Song Changhe, but with no one else willing to step up, Iron Pillar hesitated. Just as he was wavering, Zong Yu spoke up and kept him around.

He'll do.

Originally, patrolling and keeping watch wasn't that difficult, but these people acted like they were going to their deaths.

"Him" Tiezhu was a little embarrassed. "Brother Zongyu, you don't live in the village, so you probably don't know much about the Song family."

"This boy is the only one left in his family, his mother is sick. If anything happened to him, his mother wouldn't be able to live either."

Zong Yu chao Song Chang He beckoned. This kid looked quite timid, but unexpectedly he wasn't afraid of Zong Yu at all. He scurried right up to him.

"Zong Erge, I, I will definitely not hold you back."

This kid's eyes are full of the will to survive. People like that are hard to kill.

Zongyu looked up at Tiezhu, "It's him. With me here, nothing will happen to him."

Hearing this, Song Changhe suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Zong Yu.

No one knew that he actually idolized Zong Erge. Everyone in the village said he looked terrifying, always hanging out with wild animals, eating raw meat and drinking blood, just like a beast.

He, however, felt that Zong'er was especially amazing, more manly than any man. He yearned to be like that.

Even if he was feared by the villagers, even if he looked fierce, he wanted to have enough strength to protect the people he wanted to protect and never be bullied by anyone again.

But he couldn't. He was too thin and timid, never strong like Zong Erge.

Iron Pillar saw that he insisted on leaving Song Changhe to patrol, helplessly nodded.

If I don't nod, what can I do This village full of cowards, just patrolling around, not a single one dares to step forward.

And then a half-grown child came out.

"Alright, then Long River Sect Tiger will patrol with us."

The rest of the villagers breathed a collective sigh of relief. Tiezhu turned away, his face grim.

"Take the tools you brought with you and start digging the irrigation ditches according to the plans I've given you."

"Doggo, pay attention to your direction and don't dig off course."

Digging a canal is no easy feat. The water source they found was just a small pond, with a stream of fresh water flowing continuously from the mountaintop downhill, accumulating in this pool.

Zongyu and Wang, the village chief, discussed yesterday that going to the top of the mountain is not possible. There are no roads inside, and there are many wild animals.

Even if there were water, they wouldn't have the means to drink it, let alone dig a canal to bring it down.

Though this small pond doesn't hold much water, its advantage is that it's a flowing stream of life, constantly replenished from the mountaintop.

That stream, though alive with water, was quite small. It's probably affected by the drought; if it doesn't rain soon, all the water in these mountains will eventually run dry.

They can only take one step at a time.

Zong Yi took Zong Hu Tiezhu and Song Changhe to patrol around the small pond. He gave the three of them some simple tips on how to tell if there were any beasts nearby.

"Wild animals often use the deep parts of grasslands for cover, lying in wait and searching for an opportune moment to attack their prey."

"Pay close attention to places where the grass is tall. Be on guard for any signs of movement."

We aren't far apart. If anything unusual happens, just whistle. Remember not to shout, so as not to scare the beasts and attract them to attack you.

Three people nodded.

The other villagers had already started clearing stones and branches, digging canals. Fang Jinshu collected all the medicinal herbs she could reach from the ground around her and put them in her basket.

At a glance, he saw Zong Yu standing beside him.

She had also heard their conversation just now and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to patrol and guard against wild beasts"

Zongyu saw that she had finished digging, so he reached out to take her basket and put it on his back.

"I don't need to wander about. If there are beasts, within three miles of me, anywhere I can see, I will sense them."

Fang Jinxiu was a little surprised and thought that Zong Yu wasn't boasting, was he

But on closer thought, he didn't seem like the type to boast.

So, is this a professional habit cultivated through years of hunting

She couldn't help but ask, Zong Yi smiled and said, "It's not a habit, it's intuition."

Lessons in survival learned from beasts.s a stock with potential.In just a few years, Song Changhe lived up to Fang Jinshu's expectations and became her most loyal, capable, and money-making subordinate."Alright, don't be so glum. We're hav...