Chapter 5: 5

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Seeing Bell’s small figure moving around, the people in the live-stream turned from anxious to curious.

“What is the host doing?”

Everyone was confused.

After gathering the materials, Bell began to explain to everyone.

“I believe everyone must be very curious about what I am doing and why I am gathering so much weeds.”

“It’s actually very simple. It’s definitely impossible to hunt these beasts with our bare hands, but we can use traps.”

“In ancient times, hunting did not rely on brute force. Most of the time, traps were used.”

“Of course, the location of the traps and how to set them are also a deep knowledge.”

Bell carefully observed the ground.

Following the footprints of the wild boar, Bell found the tracks of the wild boar.

“If you want to hunt in the wild, you have to have good observation skills. Animals will usually act according to their habits and move back and forth between the nest, water, and food points.”

“We need to find the path it takes to set up the trap.”

In the end, Bell chose the location with the densest intersection.

“Is this possible? I feel like I’ve lived over twenty years in vain.”

“F*ck, I thought the host was just showing off by wanting to hunt the wild boar. Now, it looks like he might really succeed.”

“Previous poster, you don’t know how to speak. With the host’s professionalism, it’s not a possibility of success, but a certainty.”

After choosing the location of the trap, Bell began to busy himself.

The selected weeds were constantly rubbed, leaving only thick fibers that were woven into a simple hemp rope.

He tested its toughness and felt that it was not enough. Then, he gathered the roots and ropes together and twisted them into one.

Finally, feeling that he could not tear it apart, Bell nodded in satisfaction.

Of the three traps, the other two were easy to deal with as long as there was a hemp rope. The main thing was the lure trap.

The production team did not distribute shovels or any tools like that.

He could not dig with his hands alone. He might not be able to dig a deep enough trap even if his hands were worn out.

Bell looked around and finally focused on a thick bamboo.

After a simple processing of the bamboo, Bell obtained two bent bamboo pieces.

He tested it. Although the effect was not as good as the shovel, it could be used.

What happened after that was much simpler.

“If you want to create this lure trap in the wilderness, you have to dig deep enough.”

“There are two reasons.”

“On one hand, it’s because the depth will increase the lethality and penetration of the sharp objects inserted in the pit.”

“On the other hand, it is to prevent the prey from escaping.”

“Once a wild creature is injured, it will become ferocious and erupt with even stronger power.”

“Although we have set up three traps for this wild boar, this lure is the one that is the main one.”

“The other two traps are mainly used to drive it here.”

“Therefore, don’t think it troublesome to dig a deep pit.”

Bell explained as he dug the soil.

Soon, a pit nearly three meters deep was dug by Bell.

He laid out the sharp bamboo spears he had made in advance.

Bell climbed up the pit.

The branches and weeds were laid out smoothly.

Looking around, Bell climbed the tallest tree.

“Now, let’s wait patiently and see how our luck is.”

Although he had made plans in advance and estimated that this route was the most likely place for the wild boar to appear, there was no guarantee that accidents would not happen. After all, hunting had some chance factor as well.

Time passed slowly.

There were many viewers in the live-stream, and they were already bored of waiting.

“F*ck, can these traps work? And is the place you are in really the right place? We haven’t even seen a rabbit after such a long time.”

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“We believe that the host will not fail. At worst, he can find another place to dig a new trap.”

“Hehe, dig another one. This is wilderness survival. How can he waste so much time?”

Some people in the live-stream began to speak sarcastically.

But Bell was in no hurry.

Bell was relieved to see no other animals appear.

This meant that this was the private territory of a beast.

Through observing the footprints, Bell confirmed that only the wild boar appeared in this territory.

Therefore, he must have chosen the right place.

But this could only be told by experience. It was obvious that the layman had no idea about these things.

They only wanted to see the scene of the wild boar taking the bait as soon as the trap was set up.

The comments in the live-stream became more and more chaotic.

However, at this moment, there was a commotion in the distant bush.

Bell’s pupils constricted.

‘It’s here.’ He said inwardly.

As if to confirm his thoughts, an over 80 kilogram wild boar suddenly jumped out of the grass.

The place it landed was the ring trap that Bell had set up with the thorny brambles.

The thorns scratched the wild boar’s flesh, immediately drawing blood.

The wild boar retreated in pain.

Bell immediately cut off the other end of the rope when he saw the boar stepping on the elastic hook.

The thick tree branch acted as a spring, and the hemp rope tightened, hanging the wild boar in midair.

Seeing that the wild boar really appeared, the live-stream exploded.

“OMG, it worked! It really took the bait!”

Seeing that the wild boar had really fallen into the trap, the envious people immediately closed their mouths.

But Bell stood frowning in the tree.

“The handmade hemp rope is still not tough enough. It can’t trap it.”

Compared to the others’ optimism, Bell saw the flaw in this trap at a glance.

As expected, while everyone was still discussing heatedly, the heavy wild boar broke free of the ropes and fell.

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard.

After suffering two attacks, the wild boar became vigilant. It no longer dared to walk on either side of the path where it had been attacked. Instead, it chose another path.

Then, a tragic cry sounded.

The lure trap worked.

There was a three-meter deep pit and sharp bamboo thorns. As soon as the wild boar fell, it was stabbed in the heart and died a tragic death.

The audience in the live-stream finally reacted.

“Success, it really succeeded!”

Seeing that the wild boar fell into the trap and did not crawl out for a long time, and there was even no movement, everyone was relieved. The comments were filled with joy.

“Bell’s guardian captain has sent a rocket x1.”

“Bell’s fan group has sent hot air balloons x 10.”

“Bell’s auntie fans sent a Porsche x1.”

Seeing that Bell had really captured the boar, everyone began to send gifts.

After all, this was not like fishing and catching snakes. Even an experienced hunter might not be able to capture a wild boar.

Bell had undoubtedly created a miracle.

However, Bell did not relax.

“Everyone, I know you’re all very happy, but I’m sorry, we don’t have time to be happy right now because the smell of blood might attract more dangerous creatures. We have to deal with the corpse as soon as possible.”

Everyone reacted when they heard that. This wild boar had been attracted here yesterday because of the smell of blood.

However, just as Bell’s voice fell, a thunderclap broke the atmosphere.

The rain was coming.

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