Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 167 Hunting and Threats

This is a special planet.

A special environment creates a special ecology, and ultimately creates an equally special human being.

Calvin discovered this fact after coming into contact with members of the tribe shortly after returning to the tribe.

The double-gravity environment is still normal, but the average height of adult men in the tribe is 2 meters, which has aroused his great attention.

There must be other factors involved in their bones and muscles in order to achieve a limit higher than that of ordinary people in this environment.

This confusion was explained when Calvin saw their affairs.

They grew up eating this stuff?Calvin complained frantically in his heart.

The object of the complaint was the suspicious food that Mu handed over, in Calvin's eyes, the radiation content obviously exceeded the standard.

Well, if it can be called food.

The food in front of me is composed of some unknown plant starch, and the lumpy shape is quite normal.

But this kind of starch is invisible to the naked eye, but the unusually conspicuous haze effect in Calvin's eyes really surprised him.

This thing obviously contains radioactive elements, and it definitely exceeds the standard!
Calvin wasn't afraid to eat this, his pre-existing stomach existed for digesting such things.

But he is really interested in how the local humans digest this kind of food, and how it can continue to this day.

If this doubt can be resolved, and Calvin can confirm that these humans do not belong to the mutation range recognized by the empire, then this is definitely a new source of soldiers for the empire to supplement!

What are you thinking... He shook his head.

This place is still under the jurisdiction of the Order of Ominous Omens, how could it be possible to allow people from the Military Affairs Department to intervene.

Speaking of the Order of Omen, I don't know what's going on with Constantine...

His thoughts were still stretching, but the food handed over brought him back to his senses.

Calvin decided not to think about these troubles for the time being, and turned his attention to how to deal with "Mu"'s meticulous and over-enthusiastic care...

Family affection is a special feeling.

It is special in that its existence is based on unilateral, unrequited giving.

In the days after returning to the tribe, Calvin experienced this kind of all-round care.

Mu's life was full of ups and downs. She was never married and had no children.

From the moment she picked up Calvin, she regarded Calvin as a gift from the gods to her.

She cherished Calvin, a later relative, very much. In addition to praying and thanking the gods every night, the strong maternal care made Calvin a little unbearable.

This expression of emotion has her strong personal style - silent and stubborn.

It manifested in every aspect of Calvin's life, from the fine stitching of the furs that protected him from the frost, to the wide variety of dry food in his pack when he went hunting.

Whenever Calvin tried to do these things by himself, Mu's silent but gentle eyes made him finally choose to give in.

This is the power of family affection, which may not be as fierce as love, but it is more able to loosen and soften Calvin's steel-like heart.

Love is easy to refuse, especially Calvin has long been enlightened, so this kind of thing has nothing to do with him in this life.

Family affection is different. Who can refuse a person who pays for you unilaterally without asking for anything in return?

I can't, you can't, and neither can Calvin.

He knew that his mental age and absolute length of life were far longer than this woman who had never stepped out of the plateau in her life.

But he was unwilling to refuse, instinctively unwilling.

Whenever he touched the stitches on the fur on his body, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if a gap that had always existed was being tenderly cared for and filled.

He understands that this is a pity that this body comes from instinct. It is a pity that when he was a mortal, he never had the opportunity to enjoy the family affection that belonged to him...

There are always storms on the snow-covered plateau, and the snow in the coniferous forest is blown by the wind and falls from the branches in fine pieces.

On the edge of the woodland covered with a foot of snow, Calvin was squatting on a section of wood pile left after felling, sniffing the fishy smell in the air several kilometers away.

The Astartes' sense of smell was used by Calvin here, and it became an effective guide for him when hunting alone, and it was also a guarantee that he would not get lost in the forest.

The airflow in the wind was cold and dry, and Calvin's olfactory cells efficiently filtered all useful information amidst the sting of low temperature.

The smells carried in the air were complex and messy, and Calvin could distinguish many animals, ranging from giant beasts that he could not carry on his back, to small rodents jumping between the branches.

With the dry food that Mu had prepared for him in his mouth, Calvin was still waiting.

He hasn't found a suitable target yet, and the identified information is either inappropriate in size or inappropriate in distance...

That's it!

Looking at the sun at 3 o'clock in the distance, Calvin, who was worried about returning empty-handed, finally found a suitable target in the air.

Although the flesh and blood of this giant beast is marked as inedible by hunters, its gorgeous fur can also be exchanged for a lot of money...

Whoosh!
In the uninhabited woodland, Calvin does not need to pretend, and his unformed body has strength and agility beyond ordinary people.

The white fur pulled out afterimages in the air, only the footprints on the branches and the shaken snow blocks rustled in the air, proving that he had passed by here.

A distance of five kilometers in a straight line in the primeval forest is the limit of a day under the feet of ordinary people, even elite hunters in the tribe are no exception.

It’s not impossible to have more, but in the dangerous wilderness, they must ensure a margin of physical fitness in order to deal with possible accidents.

Calvin had no such scruples.

Even in the coldest winter season, he can run and jump in the forest without any scruples, covering a distance of nearly ten kilometers in the time of a cup of tea.

call!hiss!
Calvin's figure appeared on a raised cliff, and the open space less than ten meters below his feet was the goal of his trip.

The bear-like creature named Kraken was happily wandering in the open space to find a new cave, completely unaware of the prying eyes tens of meters away from the headwind.

call!
The wind in the mountains and forests is always changeable, and the headwind in the last second becomes the tailwind in the next second.

Calvin, whose whereabouts were exposed, was not in a hurry, but took a leisurely look at the reaction of the giant beast in front of him.

It didn't choose to escape, probably because it was reluctant to part with this rare shelter.

With a weight of 200 kg, it can be called petite among its kind, but its ecological niche still gives it a lot of courage it shouldn't have.

It tried to drive Calvin away, and its teeth and claws were fierce and ridiculous.

Calvin's reaction was to slowly draw out six iron picks from the belt around his waist with both hands.

After thinking about it, he took back two of them.

Metal is a precious resource here, and these six iron sticks are already more than half of Mu's property, so they should be used sparingly...

After tucking the remaining four iron picks between his fingers, Calvin looked at the already deflected sun above his head, and decided not to wait any longer.

Facing Kraken's roar, his thin figure jumped up from the cliff and fell like an eagle!
In mid-air, the iron pick in his hand was hidden behind him, and his falcon-like gaze was directed at the giant beast's neck!
The instinctive claw strikes were easily dodged, and the dynamic vision surpassing human beings couldn't lock the white figure leaping around.

The giant beast howled timidly, spinning around in place trying to keep up with the opponent's footsteps, but its strong body now became a synonym for clumsiness.

The growling sound was still echoing, and the tense tugging was still going on.

Under the secretion of adrenaline hormone, the giant beast's physical fitness is rapidly declining.

The extremely fast walk continued, and the dragged beast began to short of breath. It was not good at stamina, and its physical fitness had bottomed out, and its steps had already begun to falter.

Whoosh!
Calvin, who had been molesting the giant beast for a while, saw that the time had come, and rushed forward decisively.

call!call!Another two consecutive claw strikes were dodged.

When the third powerful sweep came, Calvin stepped back half a step, and then jumped onto the raised shoulders of the behemoth.

With the help of his built-in infrared vision, Calvin accurately inserted the iron stick in his left hand into the bright red pipe on the neck of the giant beast, and then took advantage of the gap before the counterattack came, and jumped into the distance... Boom!

As this huge body completely lost its life and fell on the white snow, Calvin also jumped down from the woods not far away.

The iron pick with the tailpipe and the blood groove was not in vain for his deliberate polishing, and under the continuous bloodletting, it would not pollute his favorite fur.

Casually stepping on the circle of blood around the giant beast, he took back the iron stick that was still bleeding.

Carrying this huge trophy on his shoulders, Calvin looked at the little sunlight left above his head, and took the time to step on the way he came.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, this is already sunset time in high latitudes.

The hunting teams in the tribe also appeared at the end of the field of vision of the sentry soldiers stepping on the golden afterglow.

When Calvin was the last one to step out of the forest in the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone on the checkpoint was stunned by the heavy battle results on his back:

"Hey! White-skinned guy! What did you bring back this time?"

When Calvin returned from the snowy field with a heavy prey on his back, a voice full of vitality came from his ears, adding a touch of color to the setting sun that was about to set.

It was the voice of the daughter of the warrior chief of the tribe, and the source of Calvin's latest trouble.

The girl of the nomadic people is like this, a contradictory body between the fawn and the she-wolf.

In front of her father and brother, in front of her playmates in the tribe, and even in front of people she has a crush on, she is as agile and lively as a young deer, simple and unrestrained.

You can fill her with energy every moment, those big wet eyes, always looking curiously at everything that interests her.

But on the other hand, if she is not appreciated or she perceives malice, then she will be embarrassed.

In this era when women also have to pick up swords and guns, she is no different from her father and brothers as a soldier.

Putting aside superficial appearance evaluations, the dagger at her waist and the white callus marks on her thumb can tell you what is the anger of a she-wolf.

"Hey! Don't keep talking! This is a big guy! How did you manage it!"

Jumping to the front of Calvin, she blocked the former's footsteps.

But the latter ignored it, and just raised his head and glanced at it with his silver pupils, cooling down the girl's curiosity and enthusiasm at the same time.

"Oh man! And his..."

Halfway through the conversation, the girl was stopped by her elder brother, whose prudent gaze had been focusing on Kraken's snow-white fur.

He knew that his gaze would definitely be noticed by the other party, but he couldn't help but look.

At this age, one person can hunt such prey alone and bring it back to the tribe intact.

The strength and courage displayed by the opponent no longer allows him to underestimate.

This is no longer a simple hunt.

As long as they have enough knowledge of hunting, no matter which hunter in the tribe, they will fall into amazed silence when they see this prey and the boy carrying it.

A body weighing 200 kilograms was exactly the limit of Calvin's current load. Kraken's hind legs, which were stained yellow by the soil, were dragging behind Calvin on the ground, drawing a long snow trail.

Mars looked up:

The white fur is bright and intact, no wounds can be seen on the whole body, only a slight trace of blood on the neck.

This is not the product of a trap, but a precise and cruel unilateral massacre.

Can he do it?It should be possible.But can he do it so cleanly?hard...

Mars thought about these details and compared them with his own abilities, and came to a fact that he didn't want to face.

After waving his hand to stop the girl from meaninglessly offending, the hunter, who is still in his prime on the local planet in his 80s, turned his head to the big tent in the center of the camp and told his father about his observations.

"Then what do you want to do?" asked the leader of the tribe.

He was looking at the newly acquired sharp sword in his hand at this time, and he was not moved by Mars' words in the slightest, as if the young man was not threatening his son's future status.

"I...don't know." Mars said a little discouraged.

The leader turned his head, picked up the leather on the table, gently wiped the sharp edge of the sword, and said to Mars:

"If you can't get it by force, the conspiracy can't last long. The most clear thing in my life is to recognize my own ability and what kind of things I can do. What about you? My child?"

"but……"

"No buts!"

The leader inserted the sharp sword on the table and interrupted Mars' unspoken words.

"I'm going to sacrifice the lives of tribal warriors to drive away a person who is not at fault for the threats you may face?"

He strode across the desk, walked up to Mars and grabbed his collar, and asked face to face:

"Or are you afraid? Afraid that you won't have the chance to take over the power from me?"

"I do not have!"

"So you can't wait? Think 70 years is too long, and I should have given way to you long ago?"

"No! No!" Mars explained in a panic.

"Trash! Then you should use your bravery to prove your qualifications to me!"

The leader pushed away Mars, who was out of control, and then looked down at his fallen body:
"You need to understand that the ore that can forge blades can only be obtained by using blades. The people of the tribe are not blind. Whoever can give them more stability and water is their alpha wolf. I will stop here, Do it yourself."

After speaking, the leader pulled out the weapon on the table, turned around and walked out of the big tent.

The exchange between the two came to an end, and calm was restored in the tent.

In the tent hundreds of meters away, Calvin looked in their direction thoughtfully as Mu handed him hot water and towels.

　Two in one, update and ask for tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)