Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Chen Yongqiang wandered around the cliff for a while, and gradually added some new harvest to his basket: half a basket of hazel mushrooms, a handful of fresh Acanthopanax senticosus leaves, and a few clusters of monkey head mushrooms.

Although these are all common mountain products, they can at least add some dishes to the menu, or be dried and exchanged for some pocket money.

He looked up at the sky, and the outline of the Azure Dragon Mountains in the distance began to turn gray.

"To find red Ganoderma lucidum that is over a hundred years old, we need to go even deeper," he muttered to himself.

That's the rare item used to refine Body Tempering Pills, which can truly make you stronger.

Venturing into deep mountains and forests is no small matter. Wild animals roam there, and the terrain is complex. If you get lost, the consequences could be disastrous.

We need to prepare enough dry food and check our hunting rifles and bullets in order to cope with the dangers that will last for several days and nights.

However, our main task today is to protect that ancient tree that has stood for thousands of years.

Before nightfall, Chen Yongqiang returned to the location of the ancient tree.

He nimbly climbed the ancient tree, found a spot to sit on a branch, and quietly waited for the wild boar to arrive.

As darkness fell and a cool mountain breeze blew, Chen Yongqiang took out a few cucumbers he had grown himself from his spatial storage. The sweet and crisp cucumbers temporarily relieved his hunger.

At this moment, Chen Yongqiang seemed to have become one with the ancient tree. His long life in the mountains and forests had long since honed him into the most patient hunter.

But his mind was unusually active, filled with thoughts of the tasks entrusted to him by the mountain god: healing the ancient tree, hunting the wild boar king, and leading some villagers to wealth and gain their faith…

Chen Yongqiang thought to himself: Haste makes waste. The grander the goal, the more steady and deliberate the steps must be. Impulsiveness is often the beginning of failure.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yongqiang's ears picked up a strange sound carried on the wind.

A low humming sound mixed with the crunching of fallen leaves and twigs underfoot.

"They're here!"

He instinctively gripped the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, staring down at the tree.

Not long after, a dark shadow began to move in the clearing below.

A group of wild boars emerged from the bushes, rooting around in the soil as they approached the ancient tree, completely unaware that a hunter was hiding among the branches above their heads.

Chen Yongqiang silently counted the number of wild boars under the tree: "...10, 11, 12!"

This wild boar herd was indeed thriving, with as many as twelve or thirteen individuals of various sizes.

They range from wild boars weighing only 20 or 30 pounds to adult boars weighing an estimated 200 to 300 pounds.

However, the boar king from the mission was not among this group of wild boars.

Now Chen Yongqiang knows why the system rewarded him with that Type 56 semi-automatic rifle—it was meant to be used to deal with that wild boar king.

Chen Yongqiang originally wanted to wait for the best opportunity, but he saw that the largest male wild boar had begun to rub against the trunk of the ancient tree with force, and its thick body made the whole tree tremble slightly.

We can't wait any longer; every minute we wait will cause more damage to the ancient tree.

Chen Yongqiang decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The first shot hit the boar squarely in the neck, and its mournful howl pierced the night sky.

The pigs were startled and scattered instantly. Chen Yongqiang quickly moved the gun barrel and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!" Another bullet was fired, targeting another, larger sow.

The panicked wild boars scattered and fled, creating chaos in the forest.

Chen Yongqiang quickly ejected the spent cartridge, loaded a new bullet, and then leaped down from the tree branch.

The moment he landed, he crouched down, raised his gun, and aimed. The third shot echoed through the woods, and a half-grown wild boar that was fleeing fell to the ground.

As the echoes of the gunshots faded, the forest returned to silence, leaving only the wounded wild boar lying on the ground.

Just as Chen Yongqiang was about to step forward to check if the three fallen wild boars were dead, a sharp squeal suddenly came from behind the bushes not far away.

He immediately grabbed his gun and went to investigate. Parting the dense foliage, he saw a small wild boar, weighing about twenty or thirty pounds, struggling in panic in the bushes.

I was running away in such a hurry that I ended up running headlong into the tangled vines, and the more I struggled, the tighter they wrapped around me.

"I didn't expect there to be one alive." Chen Yongqiang put away his hunting rifle, took out a piece of hemp rope from his spatial storage, and tied the little wild boar's four hooves tightly.

He picked up the struggling creature, his gaze sweeping over the three dead adult wild boars on the ground.

Tonight's harvest was alright; it's pretty good to have managed to kill three wild boars in a few seconds.

With a thought, Chen Yongqiang put the three adult wild boars and the struggling baby wild boar into his spatial storage.

The continuous use of spatial power caused beads of sweat to appear on his forehead. He immediately took out some spiritual spring water and drank a few mouthfuls, which immediately reduced his fatigue by more than half.

After resting for a while, he picked up his hunting rifle and headed down the mountain.

Despite the treacherous night road, his mind began to race. These three adult wild boars, at market price, could fetch over two hundred yuan, equivalent to half a year's income for an average farmer.

As for that little wild boar, wild boars are fierce and extremely destructive. If they were kept in the space, the carefully tended crops would likely suffer.

Moreover, wild boars are not easy to domesticate, and it takes a lot of time and effort to raise them to over 100 pounds. They also have a large appetite, so it's really not worth the effort.

"Let's just sell them all."

On the way down the mountain, a gray shadow suddenly darted through the woods. Chen Yongqiang reacted quickly, raising his gun and firing, and a wild rabbit fell to the ground.

He had just picked up this unexpected gain when he continued walking back, passing by Ding Wanru's house.

Ding Wanru, who seemed to have been waiting there, came out and her gaze immediately fell on the wild rabbit in his hand.

"Yongqiang, leave this rabbit for me!" Ding Wanru asked him for the wild rabbit again.

Chen Yongqiang shook his head helplessly, but still handed it over: "You little rascal, you always choose to guard the door when I pass by, don't you?"

"I can't just take yours for free." Ding Wanru took the rabbit.

"I'll take care of all of Xiulian's prenatal checkups from now on."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yongqiang's heart stirred. With her looking after him, Lin Xiulian could save herself the trouble of traveling back and forth to the county town. This deal was indeed worthwhile.

"Okay, from now on, I'll take care of all the meat on your dining table."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Chen Yongqiang turned and headed home.

Back in his own yard, he had a sudden thought and took the three adult wild boars that had been shot dead from his spatial storage. Their heavy bodies landed with a dull thud.

As for the one that's still alive, there's no rush to deal with it.

The door to the main room opened, and Lin Xiulian, wearing an overcoat, poked her head out: "You're back so late, haven't you had dinner yet? I'll go heat up some steamed buns right away."

Her gaze swept over the three wild boars on the ground, her expression calm, showing little surprise.

Lin Xiulian was already used to her man bringing home such a rich prey from time to time.

Chen Yongqiang swallowed a sauerkraut bun in a few bites and instructed Lin Xiulian, who was busy in the kitchen, "You boil two big pots of water first, and I'll go call Liang Meie to come and help with the preparations."

He spoke naturally. He had already agreed to cooperate with Liang Meie, who would sell the wild boar meat in several neighboring villages.

Lin Xiulian responded and added firewood to the stove. She wanted to remind Chen Yongqiang not to get too close to that widow, but the words wouldn't come out.