Yang Cheng kept watch on the mountain. He was worried the scent of blood might attract other beasts, which the villagers couldn't handle.
However, staying on the mountain was too boring, so he searched for some poisonous creatures to absorb and enhance his Poison Control Skill.
All the poisonous creatures visible within a kilometer were dealt with, and he couldn't find any more.
Fortunately, around four o'clock, the last pig was finally divided and carried down the mountain.
"I'll head down first; take care, everyone."
Yang Cheng didn't need to carry the pork. With a leap, he dashed down and vanished from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
The meat from more than a dozen wild boars was too much. After they carried it down the mountain, the village women gathered to process the meat.
First, they removed the hair from the pork, blanched it, and then started stewing it in the pots.
