Infinite Hunter

Cheng Yijiu knew he had quite a few flaws. The origins of these five people were definitely lies, but their goals, as they said, were the same as his: they were also "hunters" who wanted to kill the beasts that plagued the earth. They wanted to go with Cheng Yijiu, and some of them even took out individual rations and other food to try to "bribe" Cheng Yijiu. How could the ancient people have tasted such delicious food with the endorsement of the modern food industry and chemical industry?

Cheng Yijiu just watched them clumsily concealing the movements of taking things out of their "spaces" or "storage equipment" and laughed to himself. He ate the food they brought, praising its deliciousness repeatedly, and it seemed that he had become very close to these people.

Cheng Yijiu could certainly sense the greedy gazes directed at his weapons and equipment. "They know what they're talking about?" Cheng Yijiu thought. "Aren't these people supposed to be lawless? They'll kill and rob anything if they want it. Since they're interested in my weapons, why haven't they attacked?"

In fact, it was not right or wrong, but it was impossible. Cheng Yijiu was indeed unaware that in the eyes of these people, he was a yellow neutral person in the friend-or-foe identification, but with a serious warning mark. Yes, these people were the school of digitized bodies. Whenever this mark appeared in the special auxiliary identification equipment, it meant that the NPC was very powerful, and a rash attack would have unpredictable consequences.

In short, these people didn't have any hostile intent, so Cheng Yijiu soon wrapped himself in a piece of cloth and fell asleep on the prepared "bedding." The other guys were also sleeping in a mess by the fire. Cheng Yijiu knew that four of the five people were not sleeping at all. The fat guy was the one who was really sleeping soundly without any care.

After waking up, Cheng Yijiu cleaned his mouth and face with mountain spring water, packed up his things again and put them on his short spear, and continued to stride forward along the mountain road. The five people followed Cheng Yijiu while talking. Cheng Yijiu walked very fast, and the five people actually caught up with him. Cheng Yijiu found that two of them were obviously out of breath, two were just average, and only one seemed very relaxed.

Crossing the continuous hills, a journey that would have taken an ordinary person two or three days, Cheng Yijiu completed it in a single day. Before him lay the plains between the valleys, planted with wheat and perhaps radishes or something else. A city was also within sight, at least twice as large as the previous one. Perhaps it had tens of thousands of citizens?

Cheng Yijiu sat on a large rock at the foot of the mountain. He wasn't going to enter the city—at least not before killing the beast. Besides, he didn't know whether the beast was a boar or a lion. From where he was, on the other side of the field, at the end of his sight, there were very obvious undulations. These were mountains that were much higher than the hills behind him. The five men were clearly in a dilemma. They wanted to enter the city, but they didn't seem to want to leave Cheng Yijiu. To be honest, Cheng Yijiu had no idea what they were thinking.

The fat man finally couldn't help himself and said to Cheng Yijiu, "Can you let me see your sword?" amidst the changing faces of his teammates. Those people probably thought of the possibility of "rapid decline in favorability" and covered their heads. Cheng Yijiu didn't think of any decline in favorability. These people had been staring at his weapon for a long time, so he pulled out his half-sword and said, "I need it for hunting, so I can't let you see it. I'll leave it here for you to see."

Chapter 4 Encounter

Cheng Yijiu's half-hand sword, from its shape to its hilt and guard, was completely different from modern Greek bronze swords, not to mention the materials used. All of this must have appeared almost a thousand years later. The hilt of Cheng Yijiu's half-hand sword was counterweighted with a brass ball, and the blade and hilt were devoid of any decorative patterns. The only anomaly was a long, strange gray line running down the blade, extending to the tip.

These five people didn't seem uneducated. Perhaps they could really see something unusual—this wasn't a cold weapon from this era, but one could never be sure. After Cheng Yijiu gave his "permission," the sword's properties could be accessed by the power of the Infinite World. Those five guys could also see the sword's properties—since it was an Infinite World of digital bodies, what they saw must have been a digitized half-hand sword.

Cheng Yijiu thought, "Probably one with a good damage ceiling, and the added attributes of sharpness and durability from alchemy, right?" The truth was probably even more exaggerated than he'd imagined. At least two of the five people looked eager, but thankfully they controlled themselves and didn't reach out for it. As Cheng Yijiu sheathed the sword, the five seemed to have reached a conclusion.

They left the fat man with Cheng Yijiu, who also said that he was good at using a shield and could provide cover for Cheng Yijiu. The others went to the city. Cheng Yijiu didn't care how they planned to get in. He was now walking by the wheat field. In his opinion, the farming in ancient Greece was very poor. There was no one in the farmland at this time, and there were obvious signs of damage in the fields.

Cheng Yijiu squatted on the ground, tapping the ground with his scabbard. There were very obvious footprints, and the fat man stood nearby, looking confused. "What a huge wild boar..." Cheng Yijiu muttered as he looked at the familiar footprints. "Calydonian wild boar?" he muttered. "This is the first time I've seen such a large Eurasian wild boar. The largest subspecies is actually found in Northeast Asia."

Cheng Yijiu pondered this as he scanned the plain for traces, trying to find the wild boar's path. The habits of wild animals were deeply ingrained in his mind: they all had their own established paths—normally, animals wouldn't take new paths; they'd just keep traversing the same old paths, unless they were foraging. The fat man was actually a nuisance; Cheng Yijiu couldn't think of a way to get rid of him.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wonder anymore, because he saw the wild boar. At first, he really didn't expect it to be a wild boar—it was even bigger than he'd imagined. The bristles on its back made it stand more than a man tall when on all fours. Its massive body, coupled with its tusks, almost half a foot long, protruding from its lips, made it a monster. Cheng Yijiu didn't take out his bow and arrow to shoot. Instead, he took out his leather armor and put it on.

The two pieces of armor, simple and unadorned, connected by leather buckles, were quickly donned. The arm and shin guards were also quickly donned—they were padded with linen to prevent chafing. Finally, Cheng Yijiu pulled out his helmet and put it on. This helmet was extremely rare, a short helmet from the late Middle Ages. Cheng Yijiu didn't remove the half visor; he needed better vision. The fat man took out his shield, looking relaxed as he faced the wild boar.

Cheng Yijiu picked up the wooden shield with his left hand and the short spear with his right hand. He hung the bow and arrows in the package on a tree, and with the shield and spear in hand, he gradually approached the wild boar that was in the upper wind, which was more than a hundred meters away. Cheng Yijiu thought that the fat man was a waste. His movements were very rough and made a lot of noise. So the wild boar quickly turned around and stared at Cheng Yijiu and the fat man. "You didn't even prepare for an attack!" Cheng Yijiu cursed.

The wild boar's momentum and speed were terrifying, and Cheng Yijiu was ready to dodge quickly—only a fool would have faced it head-on. Instead, the fat man bent down, stabbed his shield into the ground, and bent his hands behind it to hold it in place. He simultaneously struck a lunge, fully prepared to withstand the impact. Cheng Yijiu thought this guy might have activated some other skill, most likely the power granted to them by the Infinite World.

Cheng Yijiu didn't try to persuade him. Firstly, it was too late, and secondly, the fat man probably wouldn't listen. So, let him suffer a little—the infinite world was a very impressive thing in novels, and Cheng Yijiu wanted to see it. His current situation was very similar to the infinite, except that it didn't seem to be enhanced. Cheng Yijiu moved sideways quickly, cutting past the fat man. The wild boar took less than three seconds to cover the distance and collided directly with the fat man's shield.

It was a magnificent bronze shield, a large square one. The sound of the wild boar striking it was muffled and heavy. The fat man must have weighed at least 230 or 240 kilograms, a considerable size. With the armor and shield he was wearing, the total weight should have been around 300 kilograms. Yet, in Cheng Yijiu's eyes, he was simply flung back into the air...

The shield was visibly deformed and slipped out of his hand, sending the fat man flying four or five meters backward. Judging by the shape of his arm, it was either dislocated or broken. "Isn't he a participant in the Infinite World with special abilities? How did he get hit so hard?" Cheng Yijiu was genuinely shocked. The fat man had actually fallen down with a single blow, and now it looked like he had fainted. Even if he hadn't fainted, he was definitely incapable of fighting.

Now Cheng Yijiu might have to save the fat man's life and prevent the wild boar from rushing over and mauling him. "This wild boar must weigh at least 700 to 800 kilograms, maybe even a ton!" Cheng Yijiu let out a ferocious war cry, actively approaching the wild boar, which seemed a little dazed after the collision. Don't say the fat man was completely useless—at least after the collision, the wild boar was not only a little dazed, but also had blood coming out of its mouth and snout, indicating it was also injured, with one of its tusks broken off.

Cheng Yijiu's battle cry caught the wild boar's attention, and it quickly turned towards him. Cheng Yijiu held his shield in his left hand and a short spear in his right hand. He didn't need to stab downwards, but needed a flexible straight thrust. It seemed impossible to kill the wild boar with one blow, considering its size.

Cheng Yijiu's short spear also had alchemical enchantments, but could it really penetrate this clearly abnormal wild boar as easily as it penetrated clay? He himself wasn't sure, so he decided to test it. The wild boar lowered its head and charged at him again. Cheng Yijiu nimbly turned sideways, then swiftly thrust the short spear and immediately pulled it out—to avoid getting stuck and being carried away by the wild boar.

Chapter 5: Fight

Cheng Yijiu's short spear wasn't a simple leaf-shaped double-edged spear, but rather a peculiarly shaped spear with a central spine and a cross-section of long and short blades, designed to inflict ruptures and difficult-to-heal wounds. Naturally, this short spear was also forged from folded spring steel, and in this era it would have been a formidable weapon. However, the previous thrust hadn't left Cheng Yijiu with a pleasant sensation. The wild boar's fur before him resembled leather armor, and when he retracted his short spear, surprisingly, there was no trace of blood.

He knew by feel that the thrust should have gone in, but there was a feeling it didn't penetrate—his thrust was so quick, and his force was probably limited, so the boar's rapid movement deflected him. Cheng Yijiu recalled the resistance he'd felt when he'd thrust, shook his head, and focused on the boar's braking action. "Thick leather armor," he muttered silently. This was the boar rolling in the mud, then scratching its itch on a resinous pine tree or some other tree trunk, rubbing the resin onto the mud and fur, which, over time, formed a hard lump on the fur.

It shattered, fell, and regenerated, slowly forming like leather armor. This led to the current situation that was giving Cheng Yijiu a headache. "A regular small-caliber rifle wouldn't be enough to hit it. I'd have to use full-power ammunition. With a rifle, I could guarantee a one-shot kill. But with cold weapons..." This was truly a challenge. The wild boar and Cheng Yijiu were both circling, the boar seemingly ready to launch a short-range charge at any moment.

Once the impact hits the target, it's impossible for a human to keep their balance. Once thrown and thrown, the wild boar would trample and bite them, and a life would be lost at a rapid pace. The wild boar's tusks could easily rip open a person's belly—even through leather armor. Cheng Yijiu had seen local leather muscle armor before, but this armor was absolutely no match for the blade-like wild boar tusks.

Not to mention the power of its massive size. "I think most people would be killed before they could even use their teeth." Cheng Yijiu found it difficult to strike, as the wild boar was almost facing him head-on. He wasn't sure he could kill it with a single spear piercing its skull. Cheng Yijiu was 1.84 meters tall, considered tall for his age, and this wild boar was surprisingly as tall as him, with its head facing him directly.

Cheng Yijiu could see white foam gushing from the boar's mouth, its eyes reddening as its front hooves pawed the ground before charging headfirst. Cheng Yijiu reacted quickly, sideways with his shield to block the boar's charge, dissipating most of the force. The remaining force, converted into a pushing force, forced him to step back a few steps. By then, Cheng Yijiu had already pulled the boar aside, some distance away from the fat man.

The fat man was still unconscious, and it would probably take a while for him to wake up. Hopefully, his so-called digital body could repair itself quickly—perhaps this so-called fracture or dislocation was just a "condition" that would eventually fade away? At least after leaving the battle, health should gradually recover. Cheng Yijiu wasn't entirely clear on the setting. The boar's charge had left a long mark on the shield's surface. It seemed even with the special leather and enchantments, it was still difficult to withstand the monster's impact.

Those fangs are definitely not ordinary.

Fortunately, the mark was gradually disappearing. Leather was quite self-healing, and the dent would slowly rebound. Cheng Yijiu quickly approached the wild boar, and when the wild boar's side was exposed, he thrust his spear fiercely. Because he was right-handed, his force was limited, but this time he managed to penetrate—after all, the wild boar didn't move as quickly as last time; it was practically a fixed target.

The stab was crisp and clear. Cheng Yijiu's touch told him it had penetrated, but unfortunately not deeply. Not only was the fur protective, but even the fat beneath the skin played a role, and the muscle beneath the fat was also very tough. Cheng Yijiu could even think, "This feels like pork that's not edible." Blood flowed down the fur and dripped onto the ground. Cheng Yijiu had stabbed the boar in the upper part of its forelimb, causing little damage.

Although it hurt and bled, it had no effect on his fighting ability. The wild boar's movements became increasingly ferocious, constantly ramming and biting him viciously, almost tearing his shield apart. Cheng Yijiu had no choice but to use his shield to repeatedly strike, hitting the boar's head hard while avoiding being bitten apart by the wild boar—but it seemed to be of little use. During this time, the short spear kept stabbing like a bee sting, causing many wounds on the wild boar's front half.

The wild boar's blood dripped down, looking terrifying. However, Cheng Yijiu knew these were only flesh wounds, none of which could be considered serious. The deepest wound had merely pierced the flesh, causing some damage. Expecting to defeat the wild boar with this kind of damage? Before that, Cheng Yijiu himself would likely be exposed due to fatigue and killed by the wild boar. He was already a little breathless.

The wild boar had charged repeatedly over a dozen times and was now panting heavily, though its stamina seemed much greater than Cheng Yijiu's. "Should I drop the shield?" Cheng Yijiu pondered the question. He felt it necessary to hold the gun with both hands to increase his power, aiming for a single shot to penetrate the boar's abdomen and inflict severe damage. Only then would he have a chance of victory. Or at least a chance of escaping the battle; dragging it out would not lead to any good.

The boar's front half was already covered in dried blood, making it look incredibly ferocious. Just as Cheng Yijiu made up his mind and threw the shield in his left hand aside, the fat man over there woke up. It seemed like this guy wasn't cut out for this. The first thing he did when he woke up was cry out in pain. After sitting up, the first thing he did was cry out in pain while looking for equipment. Fortunately, his arm seemed to have recovered quite a bit, so luckily it wasn't a broken bone.

The wild boar didn't turn to attack the fat man, because the danger Cheng Yijiu posed to it was far greater than the fat man's. The dangerous human before it discarded the device that had blocked its multiple attacks and immediately unleashed its power to crush him. The wild boar attacked again. Cheng Yijiu, spear in hand, stared intently at the direction of the boar's charge, his extreme reflexes kicking in. He dodged the impact head-on with a sideways leap, but the price was a scrape on his shin.

The shin armor flew off, and Cheng Yijiu was lucky that no bones were broken. He stood still, his left leg aching. He gritted his teeth and stood firmly, then pushed off with his right leg, and while rushing forward, he applied strength and weight to the short spears in both hands, and stabbed the wild boar from the side and rear.

Chapter 6: Returning to the rescue

The powerful thrust was originally aimed at the wild boar's abdomen, but the wild boar's agility was beyond Cheng Yijiu's expectations, so his strike only pierced the wild boar's hind leg. It was a clear penetrating wound, the spear penetrated directly from the outside of the hind leg and stabbed out from the front. Then Cheng Yijiu had to let go immediately - because the wild boar twisted rapidly in pain, if Cheng Yijiu didn't want to be thrown away, he had to let go.

Leaving the short spear lodged in the boar's hind leg was actually a good idea. First, dragging such an object would inevitably interfere with the boar's movements. Second, it was a penetrating wound, and leaving the short spear there would cause the wound to tear continuously, eventually crippling the leg. The blood was already pouring out. The boar's movements were noticeably limping, and its left hind leg was clearly struggling.

The wild boar's charge was half-failed. Cheng Yijiu quickly picked up his shield and drew the half-hand sword from his waist. His own condition wasn't much better either. His left leg hurt. Although it wasn't broken, it was obviously a little inconvenient to move. "It's swollen, probably a muscle injury." However, now was not the time to check the injury, so he endured the pain and moved. "It would be great if I had a blocking needle, but I don't have any."

Cheng Yijiu gritted his teeth and prepared to continue the fight. The fat man was a useless loser, having only just gotten up to search for a shield. Even if he did retrieve the shield, Cheng Yijiu didn't think he would be able to intervene in the fight between him and the wild boar. Only if the fat man's teammates could get back would that be possible. Now it all depended on whether the fat man had any means of communication and how fast his teammates could move.

Both the man and the beast were in a bad situation, so they were in a standoff. Cheng Yijiu was ready with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right. He was still going to use stabbing to draw blood. If he could drag the wild boar until it was unable to move due to the injury to its hind legs, that would be even better. The wild boar spun its body and didn't seem to want to escape at all. This was the nature of the big boar. Just as they were standing there, the fat man was not useless. He rushed over with a deformed shield.

Cheng Yijiu had no intention of stopping him. If he could ram and injure the boar, that would be fine, but Cheng Yijiu wasn't optimistic about his attack. "He's only ever dealt with humans before; he seems completely inexperienced with a beast like this." The fat man was flung back by the boar's head, sending him flying another two or three meters, his shield completely destroyed. Most importantly, he had successfully enraged the boar.

The wild boar turned and began to chase the fat man. "A crushing blow. If I'm not mistaken, it should be the strength value that was crushed." Cheng Yijiu took the initiative to step forward and prepare to take over the battle. At this moment, the wild boar's head suddenly tilted, and blood splattered. Then there was the sound of gunfire. Cheng Yijiu pretended to be good and raised his head to look in the direction of the sound. "This damage... is completely wrong." Cheng Yijiu was surprised.

Based on his experience, this was undoubtedly a rifle shot. A supersonic bullet should easily penetrate the wild boar's skin and knock it down directly. If he was right, the sound must have been from a full-power round, which could easily knock such a wild boar down with one shot. And the shot was actually quite accurate, seemingly hitting just below the boar's eye. A second bullet quickly followed, impacting the boar's side, again drawing blood but not knocking it down.

This is very interesting. Why didn’t the bullet kill the wild boar?

"Could it be that this is like the game where you lose health?" Cheng Yijiu thought this might be the correct explanation. He quickly approached the wild boar and directly cut a deep gash in its forelimb with his sword. The next blow was a fierce blow to the side of the wild boar's head with his shield, and then he stabbed the pig's throat with his right sword. This time, the blow didn't go far enough, and the wild boar howled and slammed heavily into his shield.

Cheng Yijiu was also knocked away. He rolled on the ground to absorb the impact, but the excruciating pain in his foot returned. Cheng Yijiu half-crouched, his right sword lowered to the horn, his hand at eye level and tucked close to his cheek. This was a stance ideal for stabbing. Originally, it should have been a small sword or a rapier, but a half-hand sword would also work; the sharp tip of the sword could also be used for stabbing.

At this time, the others also arrived. The leader shouted and rushed forward with a war hammer. The woman in silk clothes drew two daggers. The remaining man raised his short staff and muttered something. Another woman took out a short submachine gun and began to shoot. Cheng Yijiu was not anxious at this time. He wanted to observe the fight between these people. Or maybe it could be said that this "ancient man" was shocked.

How to say it, the effect of these blows was not good - far inferior to the noise when they took action. For example, when the war hammer hit, Cheng Yijiu felt like it was hit by a rolling pin, and the dagger was like embroidery, which made the pig's hair fly but did not cause any damage. From time to time, there would be some special situations on the wounds on the wild boar that were originally made by Cheng Yijiu, such as the wounds suddenly festering, suddenly expanding, suddenly bursting with blood, etc.

The man chanting with the short stick also unleashed a fireball that struck the wild boar, igniting it but quickly extinguishing it. Using a submachine gun was probably useless, as the wild boar was also very strange. It would often freeze when counterattacking, its movements becoming much slower, and it would occasionally abandon the most vulnerable targets. "Are they really playing a game? I guess the reason for this is that the wild boar's stamina and strength give them a huge advantage, making it difficult to penetrate their defenses?"

"It would be better not to give them the numerical power of the Infinite World. If it were real damage, the wild boar would have been shot dead long ago." Cheng Yijiu watched for a while and noticed that the wild boar seemed even more lively when they hit it. Could it be that this power of the Infinite World also gave the wild boar the ability to recover health? This was too outrageous. He rubbed his calf, confirming once again that it was not broken, but he was not sure if it was broken.

He should have been wearing leg wraps, but now Cheng Yijiu gritted his teeth and rushed forward. The men surrounded the wild boar, and the monster was now spinning around and couldn't sprint. This also gave Cheng Yijiu an opportunity. He just needed to find an opportunity to strike. To this end, he threw away his shield and only needed to stab with his two-handed sword. Whether it was slitting the wild boar's throat to bleed its carotid artery or piercing the wild boar's heart with a single blow, it should be able to deal with this monster.

As for chopping off the wild boar's head with one sword? To be able to do this, Cheng Yijiu must be no longer a human being. "How can we know if we don't try it?"

Chapter 7 Assassination

The boar's hind legs could no longer support it, and its frequent movements caused the piercing spear to constantly move, and the blade remaining in the wound continued to cut, creating a rather large and complex wound at the exit. The boar, dragging one hind leg, could only turn in one direction, but even so, it had already caused those who besieged it to suffer a lot.

The boar had just bent its warhammer, which Cheng Yijiu assumed was likely a sign of a weapon's durability being reduced and entering a "broken" state. The frantic boar, its saliva dripping with blood, had just sent the woman with the daggers caressing it, biting one of them to pieces. The guy who had set off the fireball and ice spikes had already fled, leaving only some charred and frozen parts on the boar, but it didn't seem to have completely penetrated the "magic resistance"?

Finally, the girl's face turned pale, the submachine gun in her hand had long stopped firing, and she was a little shaky, looking mentally exhausted. Cheng Yijiu remembered that he had experienced a similar situation. "So she lost a lot of energy? What did she do? Oh, maybe she was controlling the wild boar to create an illusion?"

In short, Cheng Yijiu approached the wild boar, which seemed to have already known its fate. Its small eyes stared at Cheng Yijiu, seemingly calm. Cheng Yijiu felt as if an electric shock had passed through his body, especially the hair on his back, which stood up. From the wild boar's eyes, Cheng Yijiu knew that this guy had decided to fight to the death.

The wild boar had no intention of returning alive. Its only goal now was to take at least one enemy with it, and that enemy was currently targeting Cheng Yijiu. Cheng Yijiu had been the only one who had inflicted the most damage on the wild boar, while the other five had only suffered minor injuries.

The wild boar attacked Cheng Yijiu. This time the speed was not very fast, so it had enough locking and turning ability. Cheng Yijiu was also very clear that it would be difficult for him to dodge the slowly rushing wild boar, which forced him into a tangle battle - his left leg also made it difficult for him to move quickly, and both sides had mobility problems.

This was the final, life-or-death confrontation. Cheng Yijiu assumed a stabbing stance, just as he had crouched before, holding his sword at eye level, elbow level, the tip of the sword pointed at the wild boar. His chances of success depended on whether he could kill the wild boar with one strike before it could gore or bite him to death.

This wild boar is so fucking big. When the five guys used their observation skills to observe, the wild boar still had at least half of its health left, and the various statuses that were previously attached to it were disappearing rapidly. Only the injury on its hind legs had not disappeared. Instead, it was bleeding more and more, causing it to be in a state of "disability".

They were now practically powerless to intervene—of course, everyone had a trump card, but now wasn't the time to use it... Besides, they might even benefit from the NPC fights... for example, they were quite jealous of Cheng Yijiu's equipment. They just hadn't decided yet whether to turn hostile, and how to fight back after that.

The five of them had a hard time fighting the wild boar. The wild boar had thick skin and flesh, and especially in terms of physical strength and power, it crushed the ordinary participants. However, this NPC could fight the wild boar on equal terms - at least for now.

It looked to them like the boar had unleashed a terrifying, awe-inspiring special attack with attributes, and a multitude of stacked buffs like "Back to the Water" and "Death Strike." It looked like a massively damaging attack, not to mention the temporary burst that doubled their base stats. A multi-hitting attack could easily wipe them out at full health.

Cheng Yijiu, the NPC known as "Phillips," bowed slightly, poised for an assassination, his entire body resembling a marble statue in a temple. Unfortunately, they couldn't see Cheng Yijiu's stats, and Cheng Yijiu didn't have time to think about them. His eyes were fixed on the approaching wild boar, calculating its speed and distance.

Cheng Yijiu could no longer see anything else except the side of the wild boar's throat and the space between its legs, which were occasionally exposed when it ran.

A few seconds seemed as long as a year. Cheng Yijiu roared and exerted force with his feet - he ignored the piercing pain. The power was born from the earth, along his legs to his waist, and from his waist and abdomen all the way up. Cheng Yijiu leaned forward and rushed forward. His right arm retracted back.

The force had already reached his shoulder, and the distance was just right. Cheng Yijiu twisted his body, and while turning sideways, he thrust forward with all his might. His target had always been the back of the boar's throat. To reach this spot, he had to thrust from below to diagonally upwards.

Cheng Yijiu was thrown to the side and rolled to the ground. A long tear was left in the leather armor from his shoulder to his back. Although the chain mail underneath prevented his back from being ripped open, the huge bruises and broken skin were still oozing blood.

Cheng Yijiu's elbow and shoulder were dislocated, but he still held the sword firmly. Blood was dripping down most of the blade, the blood of the wild boar. "Hmm!" Cheng Yijiu's vision went black as he gritted his teeth to reset his arm joint. The pain was truly excruciating.

The wild boar rushed forward a few steps, then fell headfirst to the ground... There was a huge gash from its throat to its chest, and it could be seen that even its ribs were cut by the sword blade - Cheng Yijiu, who could do all this and only dislocate his ribs, was most likely no longer human.

The wild boar had lost a lot of blood, and its carotid artery and pulmonary artery had been split. It was definitely not going to survive.

Those guys looked like lightning-struck toads, but I didn't expect the NPC to be so powerful. With a single blow, they completely drained the wild boar boss's health... and the boar died instantly. So, this NPC's stats and combat skills must be incredibly high?

Cheng Yijiu had already stood up. If these people wanted to do something bad, they had the chance before, but now they didn't. Cheng Yijiu took a long breath. He only felt a sharp pain in his back and shoulders. It hurt every time he inhaled and exhaled. He pressed hard with his left hand a few times to confirm that his ribs were not broken. "Lucky, my collarbone is not broken either. Most of the force of the impact was absorbed by the leather armor. Otherwise, half of my body would have been smashed into a pulp."

Cheng Yijiu picked up the shield from the ground and tossed it to the fat man. "It's already this bad against the wild boar. If there really is a Nemean Lion, it probably won't be any use either." Cheng Yijiu brushed the blood off his sword. He must have wiped it clean with a cloth, but he didn't care anymore. He was limping a little now and walked over to the fallen wild boar.

"Calydonian boar!" Cheng Yijiu muttered. He had no intention of obtaining any trophies. After watching for a long time, Cheng Yijiu used his sword to pry off the boar's two tusks. This was his trophy. The hunter walked towards the river beside the road to wash himself. The men behind him pounced on the dead boar like vultures.

Chapter 8 Rest

These people, of course there are five of them now. The guy hiding in the distance and shooting has also come. These five people are trying hard to cut the wild boar into pieces - in fact, they are touching the box, but the power of the infinite world shows that they are cutting the dead pig into pieces.

They should have gotten materials, right? It's hard to say—perhaps the infinite world will process these materials into equipment on its own? After all, it's just a conversion of energy, right? Cheng Yijiu didn't care what these guys got. They contributed a little anyway, and their strength seemed limited—"The sound and light effects are very good, but the power is limited. I can't figure out the reason for this at the moment."

The giant wild boar was eventually carried into the city by the locals, and Cheng Yijiu, who had killed it, was also carried up. People showered him with flowers and anointed him with olive oil. Of course, a doctor had examined his injuries and declared them minor. Cheng Yijiu could smell the scent of frankincense and myrrh in the ointment, which were extremely precious medicines in that era. It seemed the other party had invested heavily in them.

The ointment was quite effective, but Cheng Yijiu still trusted Baiyao more. Unfortunately, without a drug that transcended his time, Cheng Yijiu was quite limited. Furthermore, he hadn't yet learned the alchemy of pharmacy, otherwise he could have prepared his own medicine. "Damn it! I must study it when I get back!"

His injuries were mainly lacerations and muscle strains. He had no fractures but some dislocations. After some recuperation, a good bath, and a good night's sleep, he would be almost fully recovered. This wild boar had been wreaking havoc in the area for some time, and people dedicated the dead wild boars to the temple in the city. "Oh, their patron god is actually the god of fire Hephaestus? That's rare." Cheng Yijiu watched the wild boar being engulfed by flames, but the god of fire did not appear to give him a weapon. "That's how it is. Gods don't exist."

Wrapped in linen bandages, he feasted and ate with the king and citizens of the city in the magnificent palace. Well, the food in that era didn't taste very good. It was usually seasoned with salt and honey, with some spices, but the main drink was wine. Cheng Yijiu didn't want to die by drinking sweet wine seasoned with lead salt, so he just found a silver cup to drink from.

The five guys disappeared again. Perhaps they had another mission in the city? In short, Cheng Yijiu didn't see them again. His injuries would take two to three days to heal, so he also asked about any dangerous beasts nearby. Cheng Yijiu was also very good at playing tricks. "According to Apollo's will, I search the earth for prey, those beasts that destroy people's lives."

Anyway, they could just pull off a tiger skin from an Olympian god. The people of the city, especially the king and the warrior citizens, had indeed spoken of a terrifying beast on the other side of the mountain, a man-eating beast far more ferocious than the boar. "It's a lion, a mighty and invulnerable lion! A descendant of Typhon!"

"Really? A descendant of the Titan god. That's amazing." Cheng Yijiu said, raising his glass. He was now only covered with a piece of cloth. According to local customs, he had even removed the linen bandages. The ointment was not easy to fall off anyway, so his body was smeared with oil - there was hot water flowing in the banquet hall, and everyone was actually washing while eating and drinking.

This city probably has a population of 5,000. If there are more, the food supply probably won't be enough. This is considered a relatively good city on the peninsula. Only a large seaport like Athens would have a population of over 10,000. Cheng Yijiu was surrounded by warriors and wealthy people in the city. A warrior who couldn't resist a wild boar was just that.

None of them were as tall as Cheng Yijiu, who stood at 1.84 meters, and naturally weighed less. However, Cheng Yijiu's current physique was that of a very good swordsman, with some fat on his body, and the muscle lines showed that he was a very strong man. If Cheng Yijiu covered his face now, he could pass for a very good ancient Greek sculpture.

Of course, there were maids to serve them. These women were also chubby and wore almost no clothes - only a small piece of cloth. These maids were not slaves, in fact, their status was quite noble - some of them were even the daughters or nieces of some rich people.

Cheng Yijiu was also joking with them, retelling his story of hunting those beasts a bit, which was met with exclamations of surprise and the girls throwing themselves at him, intentionally or unintentionally. The wine was intoxicating, and Cheng Yijiu drank a lot of it, finally feeling a little groggy.

Through his drunken eyes, Cheng Yijiu vaguely seemed to see a handsome, tall, and strong man walk in from outside... He seemed to smile at him approvingly. He couldn't remember what happened next because he was drunk. When he woke up, it was already noon the next day. He felt a little numb in his arms. As expected, there were two women sleeping with him.

Nothing must have happened, because he was drunk - and a drunk person would never do that. Cheng Yijiu was pleasantly surprised to find that his body had recovered. The injuries he had sustained a day ago were now completely healed. "Is this medicine so magical? It healed so quickly? Could it be that the hot springs here are actually a holy product for healing?"

He picked up the woman next to him and started the activity happily with full of passion. The other party was very cooperative.

In short, Cheng Yijiu said goodbye to the king and the warriors on the morning of the third day and left the city. He removed the leather armor from his armor. The leather armor needed a little repair, but he didn't have time, so he gave it to the king. The king was very happy and smiled mysteriously. "May Apollo bless you, my friend," he said.

Cheng Yijiu now had only a coat of mail, a helmet, and new greaves—his originals were broken, so he replaced them with two pieces of leather. He still had his arm armor, his half-sword, his bow and his short spear. His bag was now stuffed with bread and dried meat, and a large leather skin of wine, all gifts from others.

He alone would cross the distant mountains to find the lion—Cheng Yijiu had a feeling that lion might be his target. "The Nemean Lion..." What would happen to this lion? Cheng Yijiu was a hunter who had encountered man-eating lions before, two man-eating lions, Night and Ghost, and their prides... And this single lion had directly caused a massive casualty—in myth. How terrifying must it be? The Calydonian boar was already so formidable.

In a one-on-one fight, Cheng Yijiu felt that since his name wasn't Hercules, he wouldn't be able to defeat the lion...

Chapter 9: Finding the Trail

The lone hunter continued along the road. It was still quite warm at this time, and the climate was pleasant except at night, allowing him to live normally in a linen short-sleeved shirt and a robe. At night—King Theseus had given him a large piece of wool felt, perfect for sleeping. Because they had to cross a mountain, Cheng Yijiu didn't bring a donkey to carry his load...

He carried his supplies, yet he didn't feel tired at all. He even felt a bit light as he walked. "That's a bit strange," he wondered. "Am I that strong?" But this was a good thing. Just keep walking—it looked like they'd reach the mountains sooner than expected. The mountain before them wasn't very high, only about a thousand meters high. It was covered in shrubs, and Cheng Yijiu even spotted an abandoned quarry.

Walking along the mountain path, it was already noon when they crossed the mountain. Cheng Yijiu sat in the shade of a large rock and took out some bread and dried meat, accompanied by wine and some olives for lunch. "There are so many birds here, and they're not afraid of people." Cheng Yijiu broke the bread and scattered it on the ground. Many birds descended to peck at the food. Cheng Yijiu didn't plan to leave immediately. His current speed was already faster than he had expected. Maybe if he rested tonight, he could get out of the mountains and reach the next plain divided by the mountains by noon tomorrow.

Greece is like this, with many mountains, resulting in a relatively fragmented terrain. The herbivores here are mostly deer and goats. In the valleys and plains, there are herds of cattle and sheep grazing, and sometimes wild boar. The most common carnivores here are actually lynx and wolves, and sometimes bears. Lions are relatively rare. Cheng Yijiu thought of the situation in later times. In later times, the largest carnivore in Greece was the lynx, nothing else.

This one is probably extinct...

In this era, Cheng Yijiu actually saw the footprints of wild animals while walking in the mountains. Looking at the palm-sized footprints, Cheng Yijiu also smiled. If it was just a cat of this size, he wouldn't have taken it seriously at all. While walking, Cheng Yijiu also thought about the five adventurers sent from the infinite world. They disappeared afterwards. Even when Cheng Yijiu intentionally or unintentionally asked King Theseus, he said that he had no impression of these people.

These five guys seemed to have their own things to do, anyway, it was nothing more than making trouble in this world - judging from how Cheng Yijiu treated the wild boars, these five guys should be at the level of little mice, doing things stealthily in this world.