Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Steadying his breath, Lin Feng fixed his gaze on the wolf demon in the distance.

Lin Feng lightly placed his finger on the trigger, the cool touch exciting him.

It was my first time using a sniper rifle, so I was naturally a bit curious.

Just as Lin Feng was about to pull the trigger, the old hunter's saying suddenly flashed through his mind: "Shoot the fox from behind, the wolf from the side, and the bear under the crescent moon."

Then another old saying came to mind: wolves have heads of bronze, legs of iron, and waists of tofu.

A strike to the waist will bring it to its knees.

He hesitated for a moment.

While striking its waist could instantly render it immobile, what if it didn't kill it immediately? If the beast lay on the ground howling in pain, wouldn't that alarm the villagers?

When acting alone, the key is to remain silent.

Zhao Boli and his men set up camp not far away, where any slight movement could attract unnecessary attention.

Hitting the waist is not advisable; we cannot take the risk.

Lin Feng's eyes hardened again. He didn't believe that the wolf demon's head could really be harder than a Barrett bullet.

Even if it were a copper head, at this distance, a 12.7mm armor-piercing round would be enough to blow it away.

With that thought in mind, Lin Feng stopped worrying and refocused the crosshairs in the scope on the proud wolf's head.

He held his breath, his entire being seemingly merging with the branches beneath him and the surrounding night breeze.

Gently pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

A deep, yet extremely penetrating roar shattered the silence of Yonghe Village.

Although a silencer was installed on the muzzle, it only concealed the muzzle flash.

However, the distinctive explosion of the .50 caliber ammunition could not be completely masked, like a suppressed thunderclap echoing faintly through the mountains.

Through the high-powered sniper scope, Lin Feng clearly saw the wolf demon's head suddenly tilt back, its entire body flying sideways as if struck by an invisible hammer, crashing heavily to the ground, its limbs twitching twice before falling silent again.

He gently exhaled a breath he had been holding for a long time, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Almost at the same moment the gunshot rang out, Zhao Boli, in the village's makeshift camp, suddenly looked up, his expression hardening: "What was that sound?"

The people sitting around the campfire were startled and looked warily toward the direction of the forest from which the sound came.

The night was deep, the shadows of the trees were long and dark, and in the distance there was only a blurry darkness.

"Lord, the noise is coming from the village entrance. Should I go and investigate?" a guard asked, gripping his sword hilt.

Zhao Boli squinted at the darkness and shook his head: "Not appropriate."

Nighttime is dangerous enough, but now monsters are lurking in the shadows. Venturing in rashly at this time could lead to unforeseen consequences.

Let's talk about everything when it's light.

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

Although everyone felt uneasy, they could only suppress their curiosity, strengthen their vigilance, and the campfire was turned up even brighter.

Lin Feng carefully observed the direction of the camp for a while through the night vision goggles set up among the branches, and only after confirming that no one was coming to investigate did he silently slide down the tree like a falling leaf.

Instead of returning directly to the village, he took advantage of the shade of the trees to make a long detour and approach the place where the wolf demon had died.

Moonlight managed to pierce through the gaps in the clouds, casting its light on the clearing in the woods.

The black wolf, as large as a calf, lay there motionless, its dark liquid slowly seeping into the soil beneath it.

Lin Feng stopped a few feet away, not immediately going forward.

There are many legends about wild beasts feigning death to launch a counterattack, let alone a wolf demon.

With a slight thought, he produced a three-strike longbow and an armor-piercing arrow in his hand.

He nocked the arrow, drew the string, and aimed at the wolf demon's relatively vulnerable waist and abdomen. "Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced the wolf's waist with pinpoint accuracy, until its feathers were gone.

The wolf carcass on the ground remained unresponsive.

Lin Feng then approached with peace of mind.

Upon closer inspection, the wolf demon was indeed terrifying in size, and even in death, it still retained a fierce aura.

He crouched down, and a phantom black lotus quietly appeared in his palm, which he gently pressed onto the wolf corpse.

In an instant, the wolf demon's corpse vanished, swallowed by the black lotus.

Only some messy traces remained in the original place.

At the same time, a warm and mellow milky white halo flowed back from the black lotus, enveloping Lin Feng's entire body.

He felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, his limbs and bones feeling indescribably comfortable, and every cell seemed to be rejoicing.

The internal energy that had been flowing slowly within his body suddenly surged forth as if injected with living water.

A slight tingling sensation came from the expanding meridians, which was quickly replaced by a more surging feeling of being filled with power.

Lin Feng clearly felt the leap in his own strength.

Not only did his physical strength increase significantly and his senses become more acute, but the internal energy in his dantian also rose sharply, instantly breaking through the original constraints and easily opening up his acupoints.

His strength progressed rapidly from the third level of the Acquired Realm to the fifth level, unstoppable.

Lin Feng hadn't expected that the wolf demon's demonic power would also be converted into internal energy.

"As expected, the energy provided by the wolf demon that has condensed its demon core is far beyond that of ordinary wild beasts."

Lin Feng was secretly delighted.

The Black Lotus's ability to devour and transform is always so simple and brutal.

After cleaning up all traces at the scene, Lin Feng quietly sneaked back to the temporary camp on the edge of Yonghe Village.

As soon as he returned to the group, Zhao Erniu came over with concern on his dark face: "Brother Lin, where did you go just now?"

I turned around and couldn't see you. It's pitch black, so don't wander off.

Lin Feng patted his shoulder and laughed, "It's nothing, my stomach was just a little uncomfortable, so I went to the woods next door to relieve myself."

"In this desolate wilderness, we need to find a secluded place, don't we?"

"You scared me!"

Zhao Erniu breathed a sigh of relief. "There was a strange, muffled noise coming from the mountains over there. We don't know what it was, and everyone was on edge."

Following his words, Lin Feng also pretended to show a slightly solemn expression: "It's probably that wolf demon causing some trouble."

We need to be more careful and not sleep too soundly at night.

He watched as everyone nervously gripped their weapons and looked around, but he felt a sense of relief.

At this moment, he is probably the only one in the entire Yonghe Village who knows that the unsettling monster has been killed and become a supplement to help him improve his cultivation.

Nothing more happened in the latter half of the night.

The prolonged state of tension and vigilance left everyone exhausted, and by the early hours of the morning, many couldn't help but doze off.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was happy to have some peace and quiet. He found an inconspicuous corner, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes to rest.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the city lord Zhao Boli gathered everyone together.

"Go into the mountains to search."

He spoke succinctly, his gaze sweeping across the mountains and forests.

"Whether alive or dead, we must see the demon."

Everyone, stay alert and be careful.

The group filed into the forest, each step taken with utmost care. Knives were drawn, bows were strung, and the atmosphere was tense and menacing.

Lin Feng followed at the back of the group, seemingly searching diligently, but in reality, he was strolling leisurely through the woods, enjoying the mountain scenery in the morning light.

This search lasted for three whole days.

The group searched almost every hill near Yonghe Village, setting traps, exploring caves, and tracing various traces, but they couldn't find a single clue.

The monster that appeared that night seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Zhao Boli stood on the hillside, gazing at the rolling mountains and forests, his brows furrowed.

He originally harbored the idea of ​​finding the demon beast and taking the opportunity to steal its demon core.

Demon cores are a rare and highly nourishing substance for martial artists, greatly benefiting their ability to stabilize their cultivation level and even advance further.

Now it seems that this hope has been dashed.

That's enough.

He finally waved his hand, a hint of barely perceptible regret in his voice.

"Perhaps that beast was just passing by and has already fled far away."

Let's pack up and leave.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; they had been somewhat worried about the monster.

The evacuation from the mountains and forests has begun.

Of all the people who went on this trip, only Lin Feng reaped significant rewards.

His cultivation level reached the fifth level of the Acquired Realm.