In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

After Li Xiao pulled the handbrake, he got out of the car and opened the passenger door. Xiao Ke jumped out with a whoosh, sniffed the air, and turned to run behind him.

Li Xiao glanced at it but didn't pay attention. He took it out tonight to let it release its boundless energy and find something to do, but it couldn't stay for too long.

A dozen seconds later, Xiao Ke returned carrying a plump rabbit and placed it in front of Li Xiao to show off.

Kryptonian dogs are amazing! Li Xiao rubbed the dog's head, took out a fresh sausage, and stuffed it into the dog's mouth. Little Kryptonian dog ate it with great relish.

Reaching the back of the pickup truck, Li Xiao was incredibly grateful that he possessed the potential of a junk collector and hadn't abandoned the hippie's motorcycle; otherwise, he wouldn't have reached this point by dawn if he had only walked.

Although he has a biofield, he doesn't want to fly over in front of Zack Kang, and the bicycle's speed is not enough to cross this distance.

"Dude, I suspect you have witchcraft and fortune-telling abilities," Constantine said familiarly as he climbed onto the Pikachu. "Otherwise, why would you have thought to bring these guys along?"

"I just don't want to waste them; I could make at least several thousand dollars selling these cars."

Li Xiao caught the motorcycle and carefully placed it on the ground, then put on the kickstand and caught another one.

"Can you ride a motorcycle?" Li Xiao straddled a Harley, which was covered in graffiti of black people giving the middle finger, looking arrogant and tacky.

The other two were even uglier, painted with images of large-breasted nude women; Li Xiao was too ashamed to drive them.

After giving a greeting, Xiao Ke jumped onto the back of the motorcycle and put its paws on Li Xiao's shoulders.

Li Xiao pressed the clutch twice and successfully started the car: "When there's gold, we'll be relying on your car. Mine has a dog."

"Don't worry, I'm very skilled, there won't be any problems." Constantine placed the backpack on the back seat, hooked the kickstand and pedaled a few times, the motorcycle exhaust pipe spewing out smoke. "Knight Li Xiao, let's head to the gold mine. Trust me, we'll definitely make a fortune this time."

"Set off!"

The two started racing one after the other through the bumpy rocky crevices. American motorcycles are almost all designed for off-road use, so their tires have strong grip and they didn't skid even when driving over the smooth gray rock.

The motorcycle bounced up quite a bit, almost causing it to hang in the air frequently, but Li Xiao's precise control ensured a stable landing.

Constantine was much worse off, and almost got thrown off the vehicle several times.

"Fuck! This road is about to smash my balls!" Constantine's backpack jingled behind him, and his tools nearly flew out.

After riding for about ten minutes, we finally exited the rocky section and found ourselves on a loose dirt road overgrown with weeds. We felt a strong resistance as large amounts of dirt were kicked up by the rear wheel.

"We're almost there!" Constantine exclaimed excitedly. If he weren't afraid of attracting wild beasts, he probably would have howled like a banshee again.

Not far away, a lake resembling a tin foil plate appeared before them, while on the cliff to their right, nearly a kilometer away, a waterfall seven or eight meters wide cascaded down, creating a large curtain of water. A dark shadow by the water caught their attention.

"Oh no, there's a bison by the lake," Constantine said, his voice instinctively lowering as he approached. "Hopefully it doesn't see us, or we might be chased all over the place tonight."

Li Xiao looked over instinctively and saw a North American bison, over three meters long and two meters tall, drinking water from the shore in the pitch-black night, its tail swishing like black steel bars.

The massive bull was covered in mounds of muscle, and it looked to weigh at least a ton. Li Xiao thought to himself that such a behemoth was undoubtedly terrifying; a single charge could knock down a tree trunk as thick as a leg.

Although Li Xiao's strength and physical abilities have begun to surpass those of ordinary people, this does not mean that he would be foolish enough to actively challenge a bison.

Constantine's mouth is so accurate, sometimes good, sometimes bad. It's also possible the roar of the motorcycle irritated this big guy.

As soon as Constantine finished speaking, the bison slowly turned around, its intelligent eyes, after a moment of confusion, instantly locked onto the two figures.

The bison roared like a V8 engine from its throat, its head held high as it charged forward like a mountain.

The hooves pounded the ground with an overwhelming force.

"Wang Defa! How unlucky! Li Xiao, do you have any ideas?" Constantine groaned inwardly. He twisted the throttle so hard that smoke was billowing from the exhaust pipe, but in this godforsaken place, the motorcycle couldn't pick up any speed.

After enduring countless hardships to get here, encountering this giant creature is incredibly unlucky.

[Child of Krypton, you have discovered a Hordag reborn from the ashes (Note: This creature is a monster born from a volcano in Wisconsin; it can breathe fire and loves raw meat, and it seems to consider you and Hellstalker a delicious meal).]

[Mission: Kill/Defeat Hordag.]

[Reward: 1 Free Attribute Point]

With a thought, Li Xiao stopped the car, calmly took out the slingshot from his pocket, and picked up a pebble the size of an egg from the ground.

"Aren't you planning to use a slingshot to shoot the bull, buddy?" Constantine looked like he was questioning his existence. The buffalo's black hair was as thick as steel wire. This might not only fail to drive the buffalo away, but it could also charge at them and gore them to death!

"Fine, if something unexpected happens, I'll just drag you into the car," Constantine thought to himself. After all, it was he who had asked Li Xiao to come out on this treasure hunt.

As for going up there and wrestling with a bull as big as a bucket, he never even considered it.

"Don't be afraid, watch me do it," Li Xiao said, then tightened the rubber band. The force was even greater than when dealing with hippies.

The pebble shot straight toward the bison's eye with a whoosh!

pat!

The pebble hit the bull's eye with perfect accuracy and great force. Once inside the eye socket, it made a sound like a shotgun hitting a target, as if it had struck a rough stone slab.

It must have been injected into the cow's brain; Li Xiao could tell it was the sound of a skull being cracked.

The dark brown liquid spurted out and splashed onto the ground like ink.

The black bull let out a deafening roar like a tsunami, shaking the surrounding leaves and creating the illusion of a tiger roaring in the mountains.

A fist-sized black hole appeared in his left eye, indicating complete blindness. Milky white blood was dripping from it, clearly mixed with his brain matter.

Any creature would lose its sense of direction if its eyeballs were severely damaged, let alone a bison, an ungulate with two eyes that are always on guard.

After enduring the agony of losing his eyeballs and having his brain ripped apart, the enormous black bull began to rampage wildly.

Click!

A tree trunk as thick as a human leg was violently snapped in two, and the broken tree fell heavily downwards.

Should we fire another one?

Li Xiao dodged the mud splashing everywhere, thinking with some disgust.

Just then, Little Ke barked and charged forward like a golden whirlwind. With its two gleaming canines, it bit straight into the bison's thick leg.

With a sickening cracking sound, Xiao Ke tossed his head and ripped out the bloody cow Achilles tendon intact.

The bison immediately knelt down on the ground like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar crumbling, smashing mud into the ground and sending it flying everywhere.

The mad bull's impromptu counterattack was extremely swift, its bucket-like head charging straight at Little Kr.

Little Ke leaped more than two meters into the air, easily dodging the bull's lunges. In mid-air, he had already positioned himself and lunged fiercely at the bull's neck.

The sound of fangs biting through flesh rang out, and the bison, as big as a small hill, was pinned to the ground by the tiny Labrador, unable to move.