Lord Roar

Chapter 65
On the northern outskirts of the beast forest, a banquet with the theme of self-service barbecue was held tonight.

The suppliers of ingredients are two former kings "Spine and Sword Tiger". The main banquet guests are more than a dozen wasteland bears. Native savage, little Mr Zack of the Bloodhoof tribe,
The waiter is Miss Dina, a senior maid.

In the end, the self-service barbecue event came to a successful conclusion. The guests were full of greasy food, and the chef Alan set up the stove, lit the fire, cut the meat, maintained order, and was as tired as a mangy dog ​​running for ten miles.

In the end, he could only eat the leftovers with a few mouthfuls of wasteland bears, and the sous-chef Zack temporarily forgot his troubles because of the taste of the food.

At this time, on the banquet venue, apart from the violent bears lying on the ground and rolling, there were only bones and sticks scattered all over the ground, and a few broken skins of the saber tiger.

Little Zach told Allen that the hides of large ferocious beasts like the Ridgeback Tiger are in short supply and very valuable, whether they are in the human kingdom or the Beamon Kingdom.

Alan, who believes that waste is a crime, collected a few tiger skins that were still in good condition, cut them into regular shapes, dried them next to the campfire, and removed the excess hair on them.

Allen experimented and found that the skin of this spine sword tiger did have a very good protective effect.

The sharp-edged sword cut dozens of times back and forth on it to cut through the leather.

This can be seen from the intact body of the Ridge Sword Tiger just now. The fatal injuries should be internal injuries, probably caused by the wilderness bears using brute force, and the surface of the Ridge Sword Tiger's body, except for some minor scratches and old wounds , was not hurt by the panda's sharp claws at all.

Not to mention such an exaggerated protective effect, at least it is not bad as a quilt to keep warm.

After being dried, the skin of the Ridge Saber Tiger is gray and unattractive like a rotten shoe-shine rag, but it is very practical, not only windproof, but also fireproof.

Alan, who was full, was wrapped in leather and couldn't put it down. He felt that their company commander would show up now, and he would not change a set of military coats with him.

The three of them wrapped themselves in a tiger skin and fell asleep happily.

Silent all night.

When he woke up, Allen found that there was nothing around except Zack and Dina who were lying on the ground.

Sure enough, as he expected, the wildland bears had already left, and they didn't change their shameless demeanor when they were full.

I slept too deeply last night, and vaguely felt the sound of the bears leaving lightly, but I didn't care, anyway, it's not the first time, so get out when you're full.

Allen looked at little Zach who was still sleeping soundly, his immature face and the corners of his mouth still drooling, seemed to keep overlapping with a certain figure in his heart.

Thinking back to my hometown in the countryside, there used to be a younger brother named Wang Dachui. It was this tiger-headed and tiger-brained younger brother. Before he joined the army, he stuck to his buttocks every day, went hunting in the mountains, and caught turtles in the river. Peeking at widows taking a bath, grabbing melon seeds and peanuts from children in the same village.

The two have been inseparable for more than ten years, like glue.

Later, when I was recruited into the army, except for the occasional video call, I never saw the younger brother who grew up with me since childhood.

In [-], when he was in the army, he heard the bad news. A disaster that shocked the world swept across the province. Tens of thousands of people were killed, and his family was among them. lonely.

After experiencing such a blow, Allen was devastated, and finally took off his beloved military uniform.

From a recruit, he became the ace lieutenant Allen of the machine gun company directly under the regiment, and devoted the best years of his life to the green barracks.

After retiring from the army, he left the green phalanx and did not obey the organization's arrangement to enter the glorious urban management team. Instead, he was introduced by his old comrades and joined a foreign military security company to work for a year-round life.

Alan, who has a face of a yellow race, quickly made a name for himself in the industry with his outstanding military accomplishments and became the team leader of his own team.

But only Alan knew in his heart that he had lost any hope in life, and the shroud of horse leather might be his best destination. Maybe only then would he see his brother and relatives who were separated forever.

It's a pity that the script didn't develop as Alan thought, but a shell blasted him into this magical world.

Allen stretched his waist, trying not to let himself think about those painful memories, and after pulling himself together, he punched a set of catching punches.

There were a total of sixteen styles of catching the enemy punches, and the punches were vigorous. After sweating all over, he was really refreshed. Alan lit the bonfire again to heat up the leftovers left over from last night.

The smell of barbecue spread to the nose of little Zach who was still asleep.

After taking two deep sniffs, little Zach got out from the spine of the sword tiger.

"Wake up, I planned to call you after the meat was heated." Alan looked at little Zach with a smile on his face, and the latter sat beside him with half-opened eyes.

"Where's the wild bear?" Little Zach asked after a sleep, although he accepted the fact that he had failed to tame the bear, but he was still a little disappointed.

"Hehe, this group of guys is so virtuous, they leave when they are full, and they don't say hello." Alan touched little Zach's head dotingly and said: "Eat something, we are ready to go."

Dina yawned and got out of the tiger skin.

Looking at the young Zach, Alan thought that if his younger brother was still alive, he should be so old, but the little Zach was much stronger than his younger brother, and he was not as tall as his younger brother. So stupid.

Little Zach nodded and began to eat.

After eating, the three of them found a few vines to tie up the animal skins, each carried a bundle on their backs, and set off on their way home.

After leaving the Beast Forest, Allen's last sense of crisis in his heart disappeared without a trace. Now that he thinks about it, compared to the Beast Forest, the wilderness without any cover and wide sight can make him feel more at ease.

Allen looked at the vast wilderness, and put aside his initial worries and entanglements in his heart, feeling excited that the vast world can do a lot.

"Hey, from now on, your sister Dina and I will hang out with you. I have arrived in your territory with no one to rely on. You have to cover me."

Little Zach laughed twice and replied: "Brother Allen, we have agreed that one day, when I grow into an outstanding tribal warrior, you will accompany me back to the beast forest. It will be recognized by the Wildland Violent Bear."

"It's become an obsession, okay, I promise you."

In this way, the pair of fellow sufferers made jokes and jokes all the way, walking on this uninhabited wasteland.

A few acid crows would occasionally appear in mid-air, but this time Alan had a long memory, and looked at Dina warily, fearing that she would be cheap again.

Little Zack also explained that the acid crow is a relatively gentle small monster. After seeing strangers, except for a few strange screams, it will not take the initiative to attack.

"Hey, it's still caused by cheap hands." Alan glanced at Dina resentfully.

Dina blinked, pretending not to understand.

(End of this chapter)