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298 Lynx, Raw Liver

After knowing that there was such a guy outside the tent, Bell heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, this lynx was only two meters long.

It was not a threat to Bell.

The Siberian lynx had a lot of fur. Coupled with the thick layer of fat under their skin, they could still come out to hunt even in the cold winter night.

In the afternoon, Bell had already eaten some roe deer meat and deer head.

However, they were not enough to fill Bell’s stomach. He had long digested them.

If he could catch this lynx, he might be able to have a good meal.

Bell couldn’t help but swallow.

But he did not act rashly. The wild lynxes were very agile. Even in the snow, they were not slow.

Because there was a thick layer of fur under their feet that allowed them to move freely in the snow, as if they were wearing snow boots.

If he wanted to capture these agile guys, he had to kill them in one strike. He could not let them have a second chance to react.

Soon, the lynx outside the shelter seemed to notice something.

The parachute looked huge, but it did not seem to be a threat to it. It gradually approached Bell’s shelter.

Of course, part of the reason was that it felt the temperature coming from the shelter.

This was what attracted it more.

Although its fur and thick layer of fat could resist the cold, it would also consume its energy.

It would be best if it could find a warm nest.

The lynx raised its front claws and gently touched the parachute as a test.

Crash!

The parachute made a noise.

However, this sound did not startle the lynx. Instead, it piqued its curiosity.

After probing a few times, the lynx circled the shelter, as if it wanted to find a place to crawl in.

Soon, this guy discovered the vent that Bell had dug.

Its big head moved to the ventilation hole. After hesitating for a moment, it began to quickly dig with its fat front paws.

It tried to dig a hole that could accommodate it.

In the shelter, Bell carefully adjusted his angle and moved closer to the vent.

At the same time, he pulled out the dagger from his leg.

He was waiting for an opportunity.

The moment this lynx dug a hole and crawled in, it would be time for Bell to attack.

The fans in the live-stream saw the change in Bell’s expression and knew that the beast outside was definitely not a Siberian tiger.

Seeing that the beast outside the vent seemed to want to dig in, the audience started commenting.

“Good lord, another creature is sending itself as dinner.”

“Don’t send anymore.”

“As expected, this is a food program.”

“Good luck seems to have descended on Bell’s side.”

“Good lord, after showing off, something actually came knocking on the door.”

“Bell must be overjoyed.”

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Bell was in no mood to pay attention to the comments in the live-stream. He was focused on the ventilation hole.

Time was tight, so Bell did not pile too much snow around.

This also gave this lynx a chance.

Although the cold wind outside made the snow extremely hard, it only took less than a minute for the lynx to twist its body and crawl in.

Unfortunately, just as its head popped in and was about to squeeze its body into the shelter, the dagger in Bell’s hand turned into a cold light and stabbed at the lynx’s head.

As a beast, the lynx’s sharp intuition made it sense danger.

Unfortunately, it was still a step slower.

By the time it wanted to shrink back, the dagger already reached it.

Pfft!

The tip of the dagger pierced into the lynx’s eye socket, and blood splashed out.

Bell’s attack was precise. The dagger pierced through the lynx’s left eye and into its brain.

After this stab, the lynx lost all its strength and fell to the ground, unable to move.

After the successful hunt, Bell wiped the blood from his face and pulled out the dagger. Then, he dragged the lynx back to the shelter.

Only now did Bell have the chance to size up this guy.

The lynx in front of him was very muscular and had thick fur. Especially the fur on its neck, it even looked like a young lion.

Sitting beside the fire, Bell rubbed the thick fur on the lynx and said to the camera.

“This lynx has just died, and the heat in its body has yet to dissipate.

It is because of its thick fur and subcutaneous fat that it can resist the low temperature on such a cold night.

Its fur looks like it is wearing a thick cotton coat.

Now, I’m going to peel off its skin and use it as a blanket.

I believe it will be very warm with it.”

Bell had already begun to move.

The dagger cut open the lynx’s stomach. Immediately, a large pile of internal organs flowed out, and there was a strong smell of blood.

Enduring the strange smell, Bell began his work.

Of course, he did not skin it immediately. Instead, he looked for something in its dirty internal organs.

Soon, Bell found what he wanted.

In the dirty internal organs, Bell found a palm-sized dark brown organ that was still steaming.

Bell cut it off and raised it to the camera in the live-stream.

“This is its liver. We can eat it while it’s hot.”

Then, before the audience in the live-stream could react, Bell bit down hard. As he bit, he chewed and explained to the camera.

“Animals have the most vitamins in their liver.

The amount of vitamins in the meat is negligible in comparison.

Eating the liver raw can replenish the vitamins in our bodies to the greatest extent.

In the past, every winter, the local Yakutsk people used this method to replenish their vitamins.

After all, in the past, there were no fresh vegetables to eat in Siberia.”

With that, Bell bit down hard, giving the illusion that the thing in Bell’s hand was not a fishy liver but a dessert.

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