I suddenly jumped forward, turned around during the movement, threw the dead deer on my shoulder away, and copied the big wooden stick in my hand.

But the guy behind me was not idle when I made these moves. I heard heavy but rapid steps. When I turned around and had time to put the wooden stick across my chest, a wave of heat was already coming to me.

"其." I realized the danger and shouted loudly. I couldn't swing the wooden stick with my hands holding the head and tail toward each other.

With a "click", a huge force broke the wooden stick as thick as an arm, and I was rushed backwards.

"Ah!" I endured the huge pain after landing and the scorching burned by the heat wave, and quickly got up and faced this unknown opponent.

Fortunately, although the one I just had in a mess, it still worked and delayed the opponent's impact.

At this time, I saw clearly that my opponent was a big guy with flames. It looked a bit like the pigs raised behind Uncle Rock's kitchen, but it was much bigger than those pigs. It had a pair of terrifying fangs on its mouth, which was as long as my forearms. I had no doubt that if I was lifted by those fangs, I would definitely be stabbed to the opposite side.

I looked at this big guy who was not easy to mess with at first sight and couldn't help feeling a little timid. I watched the other person's movements, but my steps were retreating step by step.

The guy saw me backing, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he did not want to attack me.

I was secretly happy, it seemed that the other party was not going to fight with me. I slowly retreated to the edge of the dead deer and gently picked up the dead deer.

At this time, anger flashed in the eyes of the big guy, and the already dim flames on his body burned back to heat. In an instant, I realized that its target was not me, but the dead deer I had hit. I suddenly became angry. This guy, who was not capable of hunting, wanted to steal the prey that others had worked hard to hit. What's the difference between this and the bad guys and robbers in my mother's story?

The anger mourned my rationality. I threw it to death and picked up a stone and smashed it at the guy (for the convenience of hunting, I carried a cloth bag sewn by my mother for me, and there were more than a dozen stones as big as fists in it at any time).

The guy saw me leaving the dead deer and thought I had surrendered. Unexpectedly, I started a sudden attack and was hit by the stone. I could not escape. The flames on my body rose and gathered on my forehead, shaking the stone into pieces.

I didn't care about that. According to my experience in hunting during this period, after the magic of the monsters was cast, there would be a brief slowness. I held two sharp stones and rushed towards the guy. Sure enough, after the guy shook the stone, the flame on his body obviously darkened and I easily rushed to it.

But this guy is obviously different from the little monster I used to fight, and reacts very quickly. He seemed to be unable to cast magic, and his head lowered and a fang picked me from bottom to top. I didn't expect it to react so quickly, and his body rushing forward could no longer stop his momentum. I gritted my teeth, and the stone in my right hand flew towards it in a hurry, and then grabbed its fangs.

With a "puff", the guy's fangs pierced into my thighs, and almost lifted me up from the ground.

"Ah!" I cried out in pain and grabbed its fangs, and my body tried to suppress its head. The stone in my left hand greeted it desperately without thinking.

"Oh." The monster let out a miserable roar. It turned out that I had blown one of its eyes.

The guy's body rose again, and the fangs that were pierced on my legs were also pulling horizontally. I gritted my teeth, endured the burning and stinging pain, and kept smashing the stones in my hand at it. I kept encouraging myself in my heart, "Mom said, good people cannot bow to bad people, I cannot give in to this bad guy."

The world is filled with the screams of this bad guy. The more it screams, the tighter my teeth bite. I feel that I seem to have become the hero in the story told by my mother...

I gritted my teeth, limped my legs, and bare butt (the only shorts on my body have been burned to ashes) and walked on the Yamakoto Mountain with great difficulty. It is gratifying that I carried a dead deer on my left shoulder and a dead pig on my right shoulder. These are the two biggest guys I have ever hunted since I hunted.

Back to the camping site with difficulty was a cave I finally found. I didn't stop to rest. It was already dawn. I had to hurry up and roast the hateful dead pig and eat it. I had to rush back to the town to work in Uncle Rock's shop.

I took out the hidden knife and broke the dead pig's belly by the river in the hole. Every move caused the wound on my body to sting, which made me scold in my mouth: "Bad guy, I ate you, bad guy, I ate you."

"Huh? What is this?" After I cut off the dead pig's head, I saw a red crystal inside. I curiously took out the crystal and looked left and right, and finally confirmed that I had never seen it before.

"Is it a bone? It's very hard." I put the crystal in my mouth and bit it, but I didn't bite it. I thought about it for a while, but unfortunately I was not very smart and didn't understand anything. Finally, I made a decision to eat this thing.

Holding the crystal as big as a finger, I put it in my mouth and swallowed it in one bite.

Then, I began to dissect the dead pig's body again, and then my body began to get hot, and then my eyes went dark...

When I woke up again, I was extremely hungry, but I felt full of strength.

I looked at the sky outside, and it was still dark night. It seemed that I hadn't slept for long and it was not yet bright. Thankfully, I wouldn't delay my workmanship.

When I walked into the wild, I easily hit two little rabbits. Why are they called little rabbits? Because they are much smaller than the rabbits I usually beat and move much slower. I didn't even have a stone, so I easily caught up with them and grabbed them and strangled them to death.

But when I returned to the cave, I finally found something was wrong.

Why? Because I actually touched my head, the hole that was easy to enter and exit in the past actually touched me.

I began to look at my body seriously and was shocked. I didn't have to look for references now and realized that I was much bigger than before, and my muscles were bulging, as if full of endless power.

Also, my hair grew over my shoulders; I actually had a beard; I also had hair on my chest; I also...

I was really scared and started to cry when I grinned.

But I stopped after a few howls. My voice... My voice is louder than thunder, and it shakes the soil in the cave and falls straight down.

"What's wrong with me? Mom, where are you?"

While it was dark, I quietly sneaked back to the town and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar buildings. I felt uncomfortable. I was familiar because I had been looking at these buildings for more than ten years, and I was unfamiliar because they suddenly became much smaller.

I saw my home from afar, wait, there was light at home, it was my mother, who was at home.

I was frightened by the sudden change and ran to the lights at home with joy. At this time, I just wanted to throw myself into my mother's arms and cry.

I slapped the door of the much smaller house vigorously and shouted: "Mom, mom, open the door."

The door of the house was shaking and shaking. No mother's response came from the house, and the lights turned dark.

Screams came from all directions: "What's going on? Is it thunder? It's so noisy."

"It seems like the sound of a monster. God, the sound is so loud, it must be a large monster."

"Mom, Dad, I'm afraid."

"Don't panic, please inform Lord Ryork."

I was overwhelmed by the sounds around me, and squatted in front of the door with my head in my arms, crying, "Mom, I'm Adan, mom, open the door."

"A Dan!" A low voice came from the room, which was the voice I was familiar with and dreaming for.

A chaotic sound came from the house, and the door opened quickly. My mother's surprise face appeared in my eyes, but the surprise lasted for only a moment, and then turned into suspicion, and then turned into fear.

My mother took two steps back in fear, looked at me with a gloomy face, and finally gritted her teeth and asked me in a trembling voice: "This... sir, you just said Adam, do you have any news about him?"
Chapter completed!