Chapter 2: Hunting Snow Deer

  Kua as a dog-headed man survived.

  It's not clear if it's because of the characteristics inherited from his previous life, but his dynamic vision is extremely developed, and his movements are much more agile than those of ordinary dog-headed people. Moreover, due to his innate true energy, he is stronger and taller than other dog-headed people born in the same year.

  After the severe winter had passed, another batch of small dog-headed people did not survive, and only a dozen or so of the dog-headed people who hatched with Gua Gu were left. The dog-headed people born in the same year as him vaguely regarded Gua Gu as their leader.

  Never was there a more dignified calabaza than this one, suddenly having the dignity and vanity of being the leader of these little dog heads.

  In a thicket of grass in the nearby forest. Gua was lurking there. This is the most remote north of the mainland, called Wasa. The temperature and climate of Wasa are similar to those of Siberia in later generations, with less than half a year's time for grass and other things to grow, and life can only thrive during this brief period.

  For most of the year, the entire land would be covered in thick ice and snow, with no signs of life. Yet, a species had emerged in such a place, and Gu Gua was not discouraged. His original situation was even worse - an ordinary toad without any special bloodline, but now he at least had a low-ranking humanoid life with dragon tribe bloodline, as well as his own small tribe, which was already quite good.

  After winter, spring arrives, and the grassland begins to sprout green tender grass. The animals that migrated south in the severe cold also return one after another to this vast and desolate land.

  In front of Gua Valley was a herd of migratory snow deer, one of the favorite prey of the Dog Head people. Gua Valley crouched here, just to hunt these snow deer with the tribe.

  The Dog-Headed People are a race skilled at digging holes and naturally also masters of setting traps. The Dog-Headed People who have lived in Wassa for many years can basically predict the migration route of the Snow Deer, and every year when it's time, they set up traps to wait for the arrival of the Snow Deer.

  Even the newborn calves were assigned tasks, his task was to suddenly jump out when the snow deer wanted to escape from his direction, scaring the snow deer group, so that they could not escape from the trap-free place.

  Lying on the ground, Guagua was still not idle, and the breath in his body was flowing vigorously. After hatching from the eggshell, Guagua continued to cultivate his innate true energy. This is a treasure that all warriors can aspire to but cannot grasp, everyone has it, but it's impossible for everyone to grasp it.

  Now, Kakuwa's body has grown to 70 cm in height, and the muscles on his body are very compact, with extremely strong explosive power. The current Kakuwa already has the strength of a three-year-old Dog Head Man.

  "It's a good thing I'm a soul transmigrator, or rather, a member of a race that has wisdom from the moment they're born." Guagua thought to himself. He slowly nurtured this strand of innate true energy, and whenever he had time, he would circulate it throughout his body's meridians, nourishing himself. It was precisely under the nurturing of this strand of innate true energy that Guagua's physique became much stronger compared to other small dog-headed people.

  The sound of "thud thud thud" came, and the ground also transmitted a shock. The driven snow deer had arrived. Guagua opened his eyes and looked far away. A group of more than thirty snow deers were hastily running in this direction.

  The method of hunting by the Dogon people is actually very simple, it's just constantly driving away the prey, non-stop using various traps to hunt at least half of the members of this group, and then releasing the remaining prey back into nature, waiting for next year to provide them with food.

  As ordered, when the Snow Deer herd ran to a suitable location, Guagua jumped up, waving the long spear in his hand, and let out a fierce bark, really like a dog, and also made a posture as if he was about to charge over.

  As he moved, the small dogs around him also started barking, and in the urgency of the moment, it really seemed like all the trees and grass were soldiers.

  Gua Valley looked at the panicked Snow Deer group, somewhat disdainfully waving his long spear. How could such a timid species survive in this cruel and cold world?

  Just as he was indulging in sentimental thoughts, a young stag emerged from the hesitant deer group. This stag was so young that its antlers had not even fully grown, just a small fork.

  Its eyes were angry and determined, staring at the valley, pawing the ground twice, and rushing over. Behind it, an older doe let out a mournful cry. The remaining snow deer stood not far away, quietly watching this scene.

  The valley suddenly understood that these snow deer were finally tired, but at the same time saw that this place was a weak link in the dog-headed people's encirclement. As long as this male deer broke through the encirclement and knocked down the valley, the remaining snow deer would have a way out. This year, the harvest of the dog-headed people would not be so abundant, and there would be starving dog-headed people to death.

  The valley melon's heart was as bright as snow, and the small dog-headed people around him were also frightened by this male deer's desperate posture, wanting to escape one after another. The valley melon shouted loudly: "Don't run!! Long spear!!! Slanting stand!!!" These small dog-headed people were shocked and could only follow orders.

  In the chaos, the Dog Head Men held their long spears loosely in their hands, some even with the spearheads pointing backwards! They completely did not understand what Gua was saying.

  But Guagua was already unable to cope, the male deer lowered its head and charged at Guagua with two small but sharp horns.

  He took a deep breath, gripped the long spear tightly, with the tail of the spear pressed against the ground, and slowly lowered the tip of the spear. Time seemed to have slowed down, even his own breathing could be heard, he knew that he was really too tense.

  The sound of the heartbeat was like a drumbeat, and the footsteps of the male deer mixed with the heartbeat, making Gua feel that he had caught the rhythm.

  The stag was at least thirty centimeters taller than him, and its body weight was at least five times heavier. If it had been hit like this, it would have ended up with two deep holes in its body and a shattered skeleton, dead! Just as the stag was about to jump up and trample the dog-headed man to death, Gu Ya also thrust his long spear fiercely into the stag's chest and abdomen. In a split second, he dodged the stag's antlers and used his martial arts skills to borrow force, sweeping the spear that had pierced the stag like a windmill, slamming it to the ground behind him. Gu Ya himself fell to the ground, with the spear tip creating a small triangular space for him, and the spear also borrowed the power of the stag's strong running to slam it into the ground, instantly raising dust everywhere, covering both Gu Ya and the young stag.

  The wild wind swept across the surrounding weeds, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The huge impact made Gua feel a sweetness in his throat, and he swallowed the blood fiercely.

  Kokoa knew he had been injured in the collision, but still jumped up and shouted loudly! At this moment when the outcome was unclear, it was necessary to make a show of force immediately! To give those guys who were still hesitating a clear victory or defeat!!! Seeing Kokoa stand up, while the male Snow Deer could only twitch on the ground, the Small Dog Heads all cheered loudly, and suddenly the wasteland was filled with wave after wave of fierce barking.

  Valley Melon snatched the long spear from a small dog-headed man's hand, waving it loudly and shouting: "Woo-hoo!!! Charge!!!" The small dog-headed man looked at the male deer that had already fallen to one side, only exhaling without inhaling, greedily licking his teeth, but still obeying Valley Melon's command, charging towards the already stunned snow deer group.

  The snow deer were startled and started running again, heading further north, where the dog-headed people had set up a path of death for them.

  Now, Yu Gu's task is finally complete. Yu Gu supported his footsteps and walked towards the dying male deer that was still hanging on.

  The other little dog-headed people looked at him with a face of reverence. Gua stretched out his hand and took out his stone knife, walked to the front of the male deer, the young male deer had no courage at this moment, wailed, and tears of fear flowed from its huge eyes, at this moment it showed a childish expression again.

  Kua used a stone knife to stab open the male deer's chest, dug out its heart and ate it fiercely, the young male deer's heart brought him the most precious power.

  The young stag's eyes gradually lost their luster and became a lifeless corpse. At the beginning of the hunt, they would always kill the lead deer in the herd, so that the herd had no leader and was easier to drive away. By the time they arrived at Gua Valley, all the male deer in the herd had been killed, but unexpectedly, there was a small stag in the herd who could inherit the position of the lead deer, and it suddenly appeared, also putting Gua in such danger.

  After eating the heart, the big dog barked loudly and the other small dog-headed people cheered up, pounced together, ate a part of the meat on the male deer's body, and reluctantly dragged the prey towards the cave.

  Halfway through, Gua let the remaining small dog-headed man return first. He sat cross-legged in the depths of the grass thicket and began to meditate to heal his wounds. The impact from earlier had already brought him relatively severe internal injuries, and at this moment he urgently needed to sit down and rest for a while.

  The cucumber-like figure skillfully used a thin layer of innate true energy to warm up the internal organs that were injured by the male deer earlier, and then used the innate true energy to flush out the blood stasis, allowing the blood in the body to return to its normal circulation.

  About half an hour later, Gua finally roughly comforted his internal injury, and more healing had to be done when he got back.

  He also absorbed the pure heart's blood from the stag's heart, and after his physical quality had taken another step forward, he carried his long spear stained with blood and walked back.

  As he approached his own den, he heard the sound of fighting and the barking of dog-headed people from a distance. Guagua cautiously walked to the front and found that his group of small dog-headed people were being bullied by another group of dog-headed people. Several of his most loyal small dog-headed people had been trampled underfoot, and even their prey, the carcass of a small snow deer, was now in the hands of the other group of dog-headed people.