"This…"
"Three Cold Beasts hunted in one night?"
"How is this possible!"
"With George as the leader before, wasn't it at most two in a night?"
"Not two; I remember one was stumbled upon."
"Three Cold Beasts in one night, how… how is that possible?"
"Over three thousand kilograms?"
"What three thousand kilograms, didn't you hear? Just said, 4280 kilograms."
The entire process from entering the valley, carrying into the wooden house, to weighing the three prey, the awe among everyone in the camp never stopped.
Whether they were busy or already in the wooden house, everyone came over, surrounding the three prey in layers, faces full of shock, emotion, even disbelief.
Among over nine hundred people in the camp, those most startled belonged to the newcomers from Samsung's and Ben's families; they had never even seen a complete Cold Beast corpse before, let alone three preys;
Next were the hundred or so people from Rogel Camp who, under George's leadership, had seen hunting teams bring back prey, but hunting three at once was still mind-blowing;
Comparatively, the over three hundred from Harper had the smallest reactions, but their expressions showed that these three prey also gave them quite a mental impact.
4280 kilograms.
After the three prey were de-boned and skinned, yielding the net weight of Cold Beast Meat, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads toward Bruce, their minds simultaneously recalling Bruce's earlier mentioned system for distributing Cold Beast Meat.
So, that was not a lie to us.
He truly can do it!
Bruce was perfectly aware of everyone's thoughts.
The reason for hunting three prey tonight was to let everyone in the camp know that he could fulfill the Cold Beast Meat distribution promises he made before.
Firstly, to reassure them, and secondly…
Bruce took three wooden bottles from Charlie and then walked to the wooden mannequin, opening each bottle in turn and dripping the gathered Cold Beast Essence Blood into the hollowed-out area on its abdomen.
As the essence blood dripped onto it, Bruce immediately sensed changes in the system's wooden mannequin.
Wooden Mannequin (Level 1): Training device, activates with coal stone, significantly enhances training speed, and increases martial understanding.
Special Function 1: Can record Cold Beast species through essence blood, transform into any Cold Beast, and manifest the strength of that Cold Beast's adult form.
Currently recorded species: Long-tongue Snow Mane, Bone Spur Frost Wolf, Golden-eyed Demon Sheep.
The three Cold Beast species have been recorded; next, simply placed in the coal stone.
Bruce's eyes flickered as he placed three coal stones into the wooden mannequin's abdomen.
Once the coal stones were placed, they spontaneously ignited, a warm glow spreading from the mannequin's abdomen to its limbs.
Soon, the previously dead-looking wooden mannequin suddenly raised its head and opened its eyes, stretching its arms as if it had come to life.
"The wooden dummy came alive?"
"Not a wooden dummy; that's the wooden mannequin the leader transformed."
"Yes, yes, the leader transformed it before, I forgot."
"It really came to life."
This astonishing scene immediately caused everyone else to exclaim in surprise, all immediately crowding around.
Ignoring their amazement, Bruce concentrated, confirmed a type of Cold Beast, and chose the mannequin's training mode.
As soon as he made his choice, the wooden mannequin changed instantly.
The mannequin's abdomen suddenly brightened, then a burst of intense light blinded everyone's eyes for a moment.
When the light faded, the wooden mannequin standing before them was long gone, replaced by a four-meter-long Snow Mane, back covered in spikes, with two long fangs and a fierce face.
Upon seeing the Snow Mane, everyone instinctively felt fear, but realizing it stood still and Bruce even approached to touch it, they immediately understood this was the mannequin's transformation, not a real Cold Beast.
As fear disappeared, curiosity and astonishment followed.
"It transformed into… a Cold Beast?"
"It's just been transformed by the wooden mannequin?"
"This can't be true, right?"
"It shouldn't be as formidable as a Cold Beast, just looks identical."
Bruce carefully observed the wooden mannequin's transformed appearance, then turned to look outside the wooden house, seeing that dawn was still a while away, and immediately walked out.
The Snow Mane transformed by the mannequin followed him closely outside.
Despite its calm demeanor and lack of any aggressive intent, once it moved, the suddenness still frightened those inside the wooden house who scattered to the sides.
Let alone ordinary people, even those in the Axeheart Realm reacted similarly.
This showed how deeply ingrained the fear of Cold Beasts was in the people of Redwood Ridge camp.
Bruce naturally took note of this.
His brows furrowed but soon relaxed again.
After all, the humans of Redwood Ridge camp were still too weak; even the weakest Cold Beast was higher in the food chain.
Hence, this fear was deeply ingrained in them.
Tonight's hunt had already proven that these people could soon surpass the lower-ranked Cold Beasts, at which point this deeply ingrained fear would naturally dissipate over time.
Outside the wooden house, Bruce distanced himself about ten meters from the Snow Mane, then issued a command to it.
As soon as the command was given, the previously calm Snow Mane suddenly raised its head, its pupils gradually turning blood-red, and accompanied by increasingly heavy breathing, its expression also became more ferocious.
Roar…
A dull roar sounded as the Snow Mane charged straight at Bruce like a cannonball.
The valley floor was snowless, yet even so, the Snow Mane's paws left visible prints as it sprinted.
One could imagine the terrifying power generated during its charge.
With such a distance, Bruce could have easily dodged, but he didn't.
Instead, he steadied himself, rooted his feet firmly, leaned his body forward, spread his arms wide, and remained motionless, eyes firmly fixed on the Snow Mane rushing toward him.
Bang…
As Bruce's hands touched Snow Mane's head, it was like an explosion went off with a resounding boom.
Snow Mane's terrifying impact forced his body backward over ten meters, wearing through his grass shoes, and leaving a ten-meter-long trail on the ground during his retreat.
Shhh…
Despite that, Bruce leaned forward and, after more than ten meters, forcibly blocked the Snow Mane's impact.
And not only that.
Bruce's brows tightened, teeth gritted, exerting force, his arms suddenly twisted, lifting his entire body into the air, spinning, using every ounce of strength.
Using the lingering impact from the Snow Mane, Bruce spun its massive body into the air.
Boom…
The Snow Mane hit the ground with a loud crash.
Bruce took the opportunity to roll aside, avoiding its back's spikes, and straddled the Snow Mane's neck, relentlessly pummeling its head with his fists like raindrops.
Whizz…
After dozens of punches, the Snow Mane's movements visibly slowed, just when everyone thought Bruce had secured victory, the Snow Mane suddenly opened its mouth, and its long tongue darted straight toward Bruce's chest.
Having prepared for this, Bruce quickly rose to avoid it, but the distance was too short.
Before he could move a meter away, the tongue curved midair and wrapped around him directly.
A glimmer in his eye, Bruce resolutely intercepted the Snow Mane's tongue with one hand, steadied himself, ceased retreating, leaped into the air, and fiercely kneed down upon the Snow Mane's head.
Crash…
snap…
Using his knee, the hardest part of his body, Bruce's airborne powerful knee strike landed on Snow Mane's skull, instantly cracking it with the sound of bone breaking.
The Snow Mane succumbed to this heavy blow, its motions slowly diminishing, indicating severe injury and a near-death state.
But its tongue, which he had just intercepted, was already pressed against his neck.
Evidently, if the tongue moved further, he would be doomed.
This meant…
"Thirteen thousand kilograms of basic strength, combined with my punch technique, the force I exerted must exceed fifteen thousand kilograms, yet even so, in a barehanded fight, I'm still no match for the Snow Mane. The power of this Cold Beast is… terrifying!"
Bruce stood up, looking at the restored Snow Mane on the ground, his face filled with seriousness.