My tribe has been invincible for thirty years of gacha pulls.

When the documentary re-awakened, he was already on the back of a burly man.

"Little Stone, you're awake?!"

The burly man was Shi Xiaoyong. He was the first to notice that his good brother had woken up and spoke with some surprise.

The rest of the hunting party noticed that Ji Shi had woken up and all gathered around him, their tone both enthusiastic and emotional.

"Little Stone... oh no, Mr. Guardian, you've finally woken up after being unconscious for so long!"

"That strike was so cool! If it weren't for you, Master Shoutiao, our tribe might have been wiped out!"

"Master Shoutiao, you are a hero of our tribe!"

Listening to the chatter of the tribespeople around him, Ji Shi rubbed his throbbing head and then said with a wry smile, "It's not as outrageous as everyone's saying. I was just lucky."

At this moment, the forest became completely dark.

After jumping off Shi Xiaoyong's back, he still felt somewhat weak.

Given his current physical and spiritual strength, the side effects of using the summoning spell would be far too great.

Just then, Shi Peng came up and dispersed the crowd that had gathered around him: "Master Shoutiao needs to rest, so don't disturb him. Go do your own thing."

As the crowd dispersed, Ji Shi looked around and saw that everyone was struggling to drag the deer carcass, and there was no shortage of people. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With a hoarse voice, the documentary reporter asked, "Uncle Peng, how long have I been unconscious? Where am I now?"

His soul power was exhausted this time, and his body was also unable to withstand the power of the first level, which led to his unconsciousness.

"You've been unconscious for over four hours. We're almost at the tribe," Shi Peng replied with a smile. The gloom that had been lingering in his eyes had completely vanished, replaced by a bright smile.

This was a huge success!

Moreover, only one clansman who had undergone three blood transfusions was seriously injured, while several others who had undergone three blood transfusions sustained minor injuries.

Based on the hunting team's previous experience, hunting two to three two-meter-long wild beasts each time was considered a good harvest.

If you can hunt a three-meter-long wild beast along with a few two-meter-long ones, it would be a great harvest, and you might have to go hundreds of miles into the wilderness, and people might even die along the way.

In addition to these gains, they also hunted a first-tier wild beast!

Such an extraordinary harvest may not occur once every ten or even several decades.

The documentary nodded and said nothing more.

However, he believed that after digesting this harvest, the tribe would be able to produce a group of strong individuals, and perhaps even a few new first-tier martial artists!

After holding two more sacrificial rites, the tribe's level will increase!

Soon, he saw a light in the distance through the forest, and his mind and body relaxed involuntarily.

The other team members had roughly the same expression.

This day-and-night journey through the wilderness was not as simple as it seemed on the surface; it was no exaggeration to say that it left one physically and mentally exhausted.

"Old clan leader, come out quickly! We've had a great harvest this time!! It's all thanks to Little Stone!! You must reward him handsomely!"

Shi Xiaoyong's penetrating voice echoed through the forest, but he was soon slapped.

"What are you howling about in the middle of the night?" Shi Peng's face darkened slightly.

His son is good in every way, except that his thinking is different from ordinary people.

The documentary is so clever. This kid has been playing with the other party for so many years, how come he hasn't learned anything good and is still so naive?

When the hunting party dragged eight wild beasts of various sizes into the tribe, the old chieftain had just gathered the tribe's men.

Seeing such a huge harvest, the old clan chief opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

In particular, when he saw the gutted corpse of the earthworm, he jumped up, his expression blank.

Although this earthworm no longer possessed the imposing aura it had in life, its size clearly indicated that it was a first-tier wild beast, and not even one of the weaker ones!

The old patriarch rolled his eyes and fainted from excitement!

"Something terrible has happened! The clan chief has fainted!"

"Quickly, quickly, save the clan leader!"

After a flurry of frantic efforts, he slowly regained consciousness.

The old patriarch, somewhat dazed, turned to Shi Peng, who was beaming with smiles: "You guys are incredibly lucky, you found the corpse of a first-tier wild beast?"

The smile on the latter's face vanished abruptly, and he said sullenly, "Old clan leader, are you senile? Where in the Great Wilderness are there wild beast carcasses for us to scavenge? We hunted these ourselves!"

In the Great Wilderness, wild beasts naturally fight, but usually the winner takes all; this is true eating, and it's impossible to leave behind an intact corpse.

"You have that kind of strength?" The old clan chief clearly didn't believe Shi Peng's words; he knew the strength of the hunting team.

A name suddenly popped into his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

That kid hasn't become a first-tier wizard yet, so it's probably impossible, right?

Not only was the old clan chief surprised, but the many clansmen behind him holding torches also reacted in shock.

"The hunting team actually managed to hunt a Tier 1 wild beast? Am I dreaming?"

"Could it be that the hunting party encountered a master? I've heard there are many masters in the Great Wilderness."

"Anyway, we've had a bumper harvest this time, and we won't have to worry about food for a long time!"

"Shi Peng, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me how you hunted this Tier 1 wild beast!"

Listening to the clansmen's lively discussion, Shi Peng coughed lightly, pushed out the record, and then said with a serious face, "This time we were able to hunt a first-tier wild beast entirely thanks to Little Stone!"

After he finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence before an even more heated discussion broke out.

"Little Stone? This... Could Shi Peng have been bewitched by a wild beast?"

"Little Stone has been smart since he was a child, but being smart isn't enough to deal with a first-tier wild beast."

"If I remember correctly, Little Stone hasn't even had a blood transfusion yet, right? How could he possibly do something like this?"

"Quiet!"

The old patriarch suddenly roared, and the scene fell silent. Everyone stared at him expectantly.

The old chieftain slowly spoke, "Jishi is the guardian of our tribe; from now on, everyone should show him some respect!"

When this news was released, his clansmen behind him stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

Although everyone was surprised, they also knew that the clan leader would not joke about such a thing.

"It seems that... Master Shoutiao has a great talent for witchcraft."

"Being able to hunt down a first-tier wild beast, could it be that Mr. Guardian has already become a first-tier wizard?"

"I remember Mr. Shoutiao was only seventeen years old, wasn't he? What an amazing talent."

This time, everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Ji Shi was a child they had watched grow up, but he was too low-key. They usually only knew that he was very smart, but now that they knew that Ji Shi had amazing talent in witchcraft, they were naturally proud of him.

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Now it's time for you to get back to work and deal with these wild beasts as soon as possible. We've had a great harvest this time, and we'll hold another sacrificial ceremony tomorrow."

The old clan chief gave instructions on various matters, and after learning the details of the hunt from Shi Peng, he approached Ji Shi alone: ​​"Master Shou Tiao..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, the latter immediately interrupted, "Grandpa Clan Chief, in private, please call me Little Stone. I find it hard to accept your way of addressing me."

The old chieftain nodded and praised, "Little Stone, you've saved our tribe this time. That old man has a successor. But once you're done here, you should hurry back and check on things."

"What's wrong?" The documentary, which had originally intended to exchange a few polite words, suddenly became nervous.

"It's nothing." The old clan chief's expression was somewhat strange, with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes. "He's probably just upset about being poisoned by his own grandson."

In fact, the old patriarch was very happy. After all, Ji Shan could only make a limited number of moves. Being able to stop him once would allow the other party to live a little longer.

At the same time, as a good brother of several decades, he felt very gratified to see his usually domineering partner suffer a setback at the hands of his grandson.

Upon hearing this, Ji Shi ran home as if his pants were on fire.

He pushed open the stone door and peered out, only to see a figure lying on the stone bed, with his back to the door.

The documentary said softly, "Grandpa, I'm back."

The figure moved slightly, as if wanting to turn around and look at the documentary, but quickly suppressed the impulse and instead sneered repeatedly.

"I'm not your grandfather, you're my grandfather! You unfilial son, how dare you poison your own father!"