Shell Ant

In the swamp, mosquitoes danced, and a five-meter long bay crocodile was firmly bound at the snout, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity. At that moment, a young man cover in mud was straddling it, and he was very modest in the face of audience's praise.
"I'm Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I have trekked atop the roof of the world and traversed through the Valley of Death, and I've even challenged the mysterious Amazon. Even the National Geographic has named me the world's premier survival expert, the king of the wild at the top of the food chain, but trust me, that's all an overstatement..."
Under the crimson clouds, Bi Fang silently tightened the rope in his hand and, seeing that the bay crocodile beneath him had finally stopped struggling, he pulled out the Hunting Knife and killed it with a single strike to the underside of its jaw.
"Today is the second day of survival. I thought I would have to endure another hungry night, but now it seems, dinner has taken care of itself."

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The damp wooden planks creaked and groaned, the deteriorated tavern floor becoming a nightingale beneath the residence, ensnaring anyone who stepped inside within earshot of the boss.


A faint musty odor lingered in the air, but it was completely overpowered by a heavier, thicker mix of alcohol and sweat. This, combined with the scent of wet earth, created a rather distinct and unusual smell that was difficult to discern unless one had an exceptionally keen sense of smell.


"The weather's getting more and more oppressive."


"The rainy season is like this, travelers to this place have decreased a lot, my boat's been stopped on the river for nearly half a month now."


"The rain's too heavy, you can't go out either."


Chapter 1 Borneo