American Landowners: Starting with Hunting in Alaska

boom.

The world turned upside down.

A strong feeling of weightlessness came over me, and then everything went black.

The expected sound of bones breaking did not occur; there was only a muffled thud.

A meter-thick layer of snow cushioned the force of the fall, trapping Suwei firmly in the gap between the two giant rocks.

Snow powder poured in wildly through the collar and cuffs.

The body heat instantly melted the snow clinging to his skin, and icy water flowed down his back, causing his muscles to twitch instinctively.

Su Wei did not move.

He remained in the darkness for three seconds.

I feel that my internal organs are not injured and I can still feel my limbs.

still alive.

In this wilderness, this is good luck.

"call……"

The hot breath exhaled from his mouth and nose created a cloud of white mist in the narrow snowdrift.

They look quite pathetic right now.

He was upside down, like a nail, stuck at the bottom of a funnel formed by rocks.

The massive aluminum alloy snowshoes had become instruments of torture, stuck firmly to the rock wall. Every attempt to pull their legs out only caused their upper bodies to sink deeper.

Do not move it.

The more it struggles, the more compacted the loose snow around it becomes, eventually turning it into a living coffin.

Su Wei calmly reached out and touched his chest.

The Browning rifle is still there, the sling is so tight it hurts my shoulder, and although the muzzle is blocked by snow, the core bolt is protected by my body.

By saving this old gun, a large sum of money on repairs has been saved.

Suwei adjusted his breathing and braced his elbow against the rock wall on the left.

The muscles in his back were tense, pressing against the rough stone wall on the right.

Engage your core muscles.

a bit.

My body felt a little looser in the snow.

Two times.

The feeling of stuffiness lessened.

With a burst of energy, Su Wei used the force of the rock wall to pull himself out of the snow pit.

Splash!

A large mass of snow collapsed.

Suwei rolled over and knelt on the slightly flattened snow, panting heavily.

I took off my gloves and poured out the ice crystals mixed with sweat and snow water.

We must act immediately.

If you stay here for five minutes, you will lose body temperature.

Su Weigang propped himself up, preparing to stand up.

The movement suddenly froze in mid-air.

The sensation under my right palm is wrong.

Something is buried there.

It doesn't feel as rough as rock, nor as hard as frozen soil.

Even through thick gloves, you could feel that the thing was hard and slippery, and had a slight curve.

It looks like the bones of some kind of animal.

Su Wei's eyes narrowed.

I had some guesses in my mind.

He drew the folding entrenching tool from his waist and cut the blade into the compacted snow.

With one shovelful, the grayish-white snow was turned over.

With another shovel, a thick, robust, dark brown object was revealed.

Its surface is covered with patterns like old tree bark, but it also has a layer of oily sheen.

The pattern...

Suwei threw away the shovel, reached his hand into the snow, grabbed the main stem of the thing, and pulled it up forcefully.

Shen.

My wrist suddenly dropped.

This amount is at least fifteen pounds.

Once the snow on top had all slid off, a wildly shaped object was revealed.

Suwei's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is a complete Roosevelt antler.

The main beam is very thick and is dark brown.

This is a patina formed when a male deer rubs its antlers against a pine tree every day to show off, allowing resin and soil to seep into its bones.

It has six branches, each tip of which is polished to a high shine.

Especially the base of the pearl-like bone spurs, which was thicker than Suwei's wrist.

[Ding! Life Module Experience +50]

[Triggered a critical harvest! Obtained: Top-grade Roosevelt deer antlers]

(Note: Loot is divided into six levels: Common, Fine, High Quality, Excellent, Perfect, and Legendary)

[Quality: Top Grade (Perfect patina, rare size)]

[Estimated value: $3000-$4500]

The module's assessment warmed Su Wei's heart and made his heart beat faster.

More than three thousand US dollars.

I found so much just from taking a fall.

Suvimo stroked the cool antlers.

This is not just an ornament, but also a form of hard currency.

Whether sold to tourists who only have a fleeting interest or to collectors with unusual tastes, this item has no trouble finding a market.

If we can find another one...

Usually, broken corners fall off in pairs.

The other one is most likely within a radius of fifty meters.

Su Wei subconsciously looked up and glanced around.

The wind has changed.

The sound of the wind changed from howling to a sharp whistling sound.

The leaden-gray clouds hung low, and visibility quickly dropped from one hundred meters to thirty meters.

The treeline in the distance had blurred into a dark shadow.

A blizzard is coming.

His nascent greed was immediately extinguished.

Money is good.

But you only have one life.

Searching for another antler in such low visibility is too risky and not worth it.

Moreover, neither his gathering nor hunting modules could help him search.

One should not be too greedy.

Suwei patted the cold antlers.

Contentment leads to a long life.

He quickly untied the side strap of his tactical backpack.

Huge antlers were tied horizontally to the outside of the backpack, resembling an exaggeratedly shaped giant bow.

The center of gravity shifts backward.

Suwei tried jumping twice to make sure the straps were secure and wouldn't wobble while moving.

Turn around.

Return journey.

The road home is difficult.

He walked against the wind.

The strong wind whipped up snowflakes, which pelted the goggles like sandpaper.

Suwei had no choice but to lean forward and use his body weight to fight the wind.

That valuable antler is now in a real hurdle.

It would occasionally snag on a branch of an alder tree by the roadside, suddenly pulling Suwei backward and causing him to stumble.

Each stretch requires extra physical effort to maintain balance.

Soviet troops did not stop.

He mechanically repeated the motions of lifting his leg, stepping down, and pulling it out.

Dry mouth.

It felt like I had swallowed a handful of sand.

It's as if all my saliva has been sucked away; I can't produce any more.

He pulled a compressed biscuit from his pocket; even the wrapper was frozen crisp. He stuffed it directly into his mouth and chewed it vigorously.

The dry biscuit crumbs absorbed the last bit of saliva in his mouth, which he then swallowed down, along with the cold wind.

This substance is converted into valuable calories in the stomach.

half an hour.

One hour.

The surrounding landmarks gradually became familiar.

Finally, a dim, yellowish light pierced through the white snow curtain.

Sensor lights under the porch of the wooden house.

In this black and white world, that touch of warm yellow light stands out.

Upon seeing the light, the chill that had been freezing my blood instantly subsided by more than half.

Suwei quickened his pace, dragging his heavy legs as he rushed up to the porch.

Standing under the corridor paved with anti-corrosion wood, the sound of the wind seemed to subside a bit.

He didn't rush into the house.

He first took off his backpack, untied the heavy antlers, and carefully leaned them against the woodpile by the door.

This place serves as both a cold storage facility and a great display area.

Then I picked up the stiff-bristled scrubbing brush by the door.

Brush brush.

From head to toe, vigorously brush away every inch of the snow.

If not cleaned properly, the snow brought into the house will melt and quickly turn into moisture, which is a major enemy of wooden houses.

After doing all this.

Suwei took off his gloves, his somewhat stiff fingers gripping the cold metal doorknob.

Press down.

"Click".

The heavy oak door opens inward.

boom!

A wave of warmth wafted over, carrying the aroma of burning pine and the umami flavor of fish soup.

There was no howling wind or snow, only the soft crackling of firewood popping in the fireplace.

Inside and outside the door are two completely different worlds.

"Eek!"

A streak of orange-white lightning flashed to my feet.

Marshmallow stood up, its two warm front paws pawing at Suwei's overalls, its fluffy tail swaying and leaving afterimages.

It tilted its little face up, anxiously sniffing the cold air emanating from Suwei.

His eyes were full of concern.

Su Wei smiled, feeling all her fatigue and cold disappear.

He squatted down and rubbed the little guy's ears with his still slightly cool fingers.

"I'm back."

He slammed the door shut, shutting out the icy world outside.

It's warm inside.

Su Wei leaned against the door and let out a long sigh.

The pine wood in the fireplace burned quietly, occasionally sputtering a few sparks. The air was filled with the comforting scent of wood.

At his feet, Cotton Candy was rubbing its fluffy head against his ankle, making a purring sound like a cat kneading its paws.

Outside the door is a frozen wasteland of minus thirty degrees Celsius, while inside is a warm room of plus twenty degrees Celsius.

This contrast makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Su Wei unbuttoned his thick coat, looked at the fireplace and the little guy, and a smile involuntarily spread across his face.

He has valuable deer antlers, a heater, and a pet.

That fall was worth it.