Chapter 299: Uproar
"Fuck, he's really good at chasing!"
"Why aren't you dead yet?"
The clay man ran wildly in the forest, wiping the mud dripping from his forehead from time to time, revealing a pair of black eyes, and cursing wildly at the same time. The program crew had to keep beeping to block out the words.
The forest was full of mud after the heavy rain, and the weeds soaked in the mud were extremely slippery. Mugalen had just run too fast and fell suddenly in the forest, rolling several times. Now not only the uppers of his shoes, but also his whole body were covered with mud.
Fortunately, Mugalen reacted quickly and crawled out, otherwise he would have been trampled to pieces by the moose. Being kicked by this thing is no joke, if not dead, at least bones and tendons will be broken.
There was once a case where a 300-pound zebra kicked a 400-pound lion to death with one kick. The hoof strike of ungulates should never be underestimated. This is why we would rather attack from the front than approach an animal from behind.
Taking advantage of the lush forest, Mugalen continued to deal with the moose.
There doesn't seem to be any danger for the time being.
However, the audience was amazed that the moose could still chase so far even after being shot through the neck by an arrow. Its vitality was too strong. Moreover, the moose was so big, but it could run so fast!
"I guess the bullet didn't penetrate the trachea, otherwise it would have run out of strength long ago." Bifang guessed as he looked at the wound on the moose's neck that was bleeding.
Mugalen in the forest was still running away, but he was obviously unwilling to escape passively. He took a short spear from his back and tried to fight back.
"Although the moose is so big, it can actually run at a speed of 55 kilometers for several hours. It has great endurance and is very fast. But its vision is very poor and it is nearsighted. It relies on its sensitive hearing and sense of smell. So when it encounters danger, we can run into the woods and deal with it, and then wait for an opportunity to kill it."
Blood continued to flow from the moose's neck, and Bifang keenly noticed that it had slowed down a lot.
Mugalen noticed this, went around a big tree, and quickly threw the wooden spear when the moose rushed over. The spear instantly entered the body, but unfortunately due to the angle, it did not go too deep, only the spear head pierced in.
But that's enough!
Under the pain of the sting, the moose, which was injured for the second time, was overwhelmed by fear and panic and anger. It no longer had the courage and rushed past Mugalen without looking back and ran away.
"YES!"
Mugalen wiped the mud off his face, spat, and threw it hard on the ground. He suddenly felt relaxed both physically and mentally. All the pores in his body were breathing unobstructed, as if the stool that had accumulated for three days was discharged in an instant.
It feels so good.
The moose ran away, but Mugalen was not in a hurry to chase it. As the saying goes, a trapped beast will still fight.
Let the bullets fly for a while.
Once they catch up, they will naturally be powerless to resist.
Following the direction he remembered, Mugalen came to a river, scooped up a handful of river water to wash his face, but then he felt unsatisfied, so he stuck his whole head in, shook it a few times, and the mud spread out.
A small area of river water turned muddy brown and disappeared half a minute later as the water flowed.
[My goodness, how much mud has accumulated in this hair]
[I doubt if he swallowed several gulps of muddy water when he rolled on the ground just now]
【It's you, Swamp Thing! 】
"Phew, it feels good."
Mugalen raised his head, splashing water, and stretched out his hand to smooth his hair, revealing his neat hairline.
Well, it's a bit high.
Maybe it was due to race and age, but in just one week, Mugalen had grown a long beard on his chin, but for Bifang, after ten days, he only had some stubble.
[Ah, this, Fang Shen also did this move when he was drifting on the sea last time. I always thought this move was very cool, but now I realize that it still depends on the face.]
[The old man's action is a bit eye-catching...]
【Mugalen: Are you polite? 】
[I found my Fangshen wallpaper to refresh my eyes, um, it feels good]
After washing his face, Mugalen, feeling refreshed, returned to the original place and followed the traces and bloodstains to track the escaped moose. While walking, he even explained to the audience.
"Tracking wildlife is the ultimate skill a hunter can master - I think it's like learning a new language, it's all about learning patterns. Once you learn it, you never forget it. When you go out there, wherever you look, you'll see signs of a hidden world. It rained really hard yesterday and the ground is muddy now, but the good news is that the days are getting longer, which gives me more time to move around."
Mugalun's explanation surprised the audience. Many people were curious about why Bifang's voice had changed. As a result, when they picked up their phones, they found that the commentator was not Fang Shen, but Mugalun who was tracking the moose.
"This man is really ambitious. He actually stole my job. It seems that he has been wanting to replace me for a long time. I can't let him stay."
Bifang was not angry, but started a joke, causing everyone to laugh.
"If you want to train your tracking skills, you can actually start with small, simple things. For example, if it has rained in the past few days, the muddy roads can clearly show traces of animals. If you get up early, so that there are no footprints left by dog walkers or dogs to destroy them, that would be even better.
You can try getting up early one day and looking around the city center. You can easily find traces left by animals.
I have found roe deer tracks on Hampstead Heath, a faint badger print beside a muddy puddle on the Regent's Canal, and fox prints in Wales.
Of course, if you have trouble finding them in the city, go to the suburbs, where there are more animal footprints than in the city.
Not only are there more animal footprints, but the possibility of being destroyed by humans is also much smaller.
What you have to do is go to the intersections between animal habitats, from field to forest, from forest to creek, and from creek to field.
Fertile soil will record the clearest footprints, and to look for them you should look around walls, fences, and gateposts, and don't miss the edge of the forest.
If you find the 'roads' that animals often pass by, you can follow these roads to discover the places where animals feed their offspring and reproduce.
Flattened grass, a small hole in a patch of denser vegetation than elsewhere, or tangled hair at the bottom of a fence wire are all signs that animals are passing through.
Whenever you find something, take a photo and record it so that you can compare it carefully when you get home and find out what animals left it.
You can try to find foxes in rural areas. The first is the footprints. Fox footprints are more slender than dog footprints, usually 5 cm long and 4 cm wide.
There is a gap between the two front and two rear paw prints, which is longer than a matchstick.
As winter approaches, you can see hair between the fox's paws because the fox's fur thickens as the weather gets colder."
[I’ve failed at studying. I’m going to the park tonight to fight the animals. Once I catch them, I’ll cook them hot pot for everyone! 】
[Bullfrog, I've learned another trick. I'm going to the African savannah to fight the lion. As long as I run fast, it can't catch me.]
【There is something. 】
[Fang Shen, is he right? ]
"Yes, that's the basic training process. Ordinary people can start practicing in the park. It's important to practice this kind of thing. It's best to add reference objects when you take pictures, such as a coin or other common objects. And the best time to go out is at sunrise and shortly before sunset, when the height of the sun can clearly show these marks."
What Mugalen said was basically correct, and Bifang just made some minor additions.
While chatting and explaining, there were more and more bloodstains along the way.
This is a normal sign, indicating that the moose is slowing down and the blood is dripping more in the same amount of time.
Feeling hungry, Mugalen quickened his pace, but when he went around a big tree, his steps suddenly stopped, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and he stood there motionless.
The drone rose high, and the audience was in an uproar.
