hsntnovel Chapter 51 Vultures are only fit to eat carrion
Chapter 51 Vultures are only fit to eat carrion
"Jiang... Jiang Ming..."
Wei Yuan swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "You...you really dare to kill someone...that's against the law..."
Jiang Ming finally made a move.
He carried his black iron longsword and walked step by step toward Wei Yuan.
The ghostly faces on the round shields looked particularly ferocious in the sunlight, as if mocking the naivety of the group.
The crowd automatically parted to make way.
No one dared to stand in the way of this wicked star.
Jiang Ming walked up to Wei Yuan, the tip of his sword pressed against his Adam's apple.
The icy touch sent shivers down Wei Yuan's spine, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Is it illegal?"
Jiang Ming tilted his head, as if he had heard a joke.
"You seem to have forgotten that this isn't Earth."
Wei Yuan opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
The fear of death gripped him, almost suffocating him.
"No...don't do it..."
Deputy Director Liu collapsed to the ground, a large dark stain spreading across his crotch, the stench of which wafted into everyone's noses on the wind.
Jiang Ming's sword tip did not move away even an inch because of his pleas for mercy. Instead, it moved forward an inch, piercing the skin of Wei Yuan's neck, and a bright red bead of blood rolled down the blade.
"Take your men and get out."
This character looks like it was fished out of an ice cellar.
Wei Yuan felt a tightness in his throat, the sensation of death breathing against his skin.
He scrambled backward, his expensive suit covered in mud and grass, looking as disheveled as a stray dog.
"Go! Go quickly!"
Wei Yuan didn't even dare to look back. He grabbed the still trembling Deputy Director Liu and stumbled out of the goblin camp.
The fifty-odd students, who had been so aggressive, now seemed to have lost their backbone, pushing and shoving each other, afraid that if they fell behind even a step, the killing god would chop off their heads.
In less than half a minute, only Jiang Ming and Zhao Yanzhi's groups remained in the goblin camp.
"A bunch of cowards."
Wang Yang spat on the ground, hoisted the battle axe, still covered in brain matter, onto his shoulder, and swaggered toward the largest tent in the center of the goblin camp.
"Old Wang, hurry up."
Jiang Ming sheathed his sword and turned to walk towards the hanging human corpses.
He reached out and untied the rough iron sword from the corpse's waist. It was heavy in his hand; although crudely made, it was far superior to a mop handle.
Rusty Black Iron Broadsword (Standard Weapon)
[Note: This is a standard weapon used by the indigenous people. Although rusted, it remains sharp. It is an excellent prototype for synthesizing high-quality weapons.]
"This is good stuff."
Jiang Ming sheathed all three broadswords, along with the [damaged goblin shaman bone staff], and tucked them all behind his waist.
Li Bin also made a discovery. He found a small cloth bag next to the human corpse on the other side, containing several strangely colored seeds and two glowing stones.
"Brother Jiang, this tent is full of dried meat! And there are several barrels of really flavorful fruit wine!"
Wang Yang's loud voice came from inside the tent.
Zhao Yanzhi and his archery club members stood aside, watching Jiang Ming and his men swarm and loot the most valuable spoils of war like locusts. Although they were envious, no one dared to utter a sound.
What they just witnessed had a huge impact on them.
Decisive and ruthless.
These four words are easy to say, but in reality, they represent trampling and rubbing the moral bottom line of modern society underfoot.
"President Zhao, don't just stand there."
Jiang Ming pointed to the remaining tents and the pile of miscellaneous items around them, "According to the previous agreement, you also have a share. You can also take off the leather armor from those goblin warrior corpses, wash it, and wear it."
Zhao Yanzhi snapped out of his daze, gave Jiang Ming a complicated look, and waved for the members to get started.
Although Jiang Ming and his group took the lion's share, the remaining items were enough to significantly boost the strength of their archery club.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Ming and his group walked out of the goblin camp, carrying loads full of spoils.
As soon as they emerged from the woods, they saw Wei Yuan and his group huddled behind some bushes in the distance, craning their necks to look in their direction, much like vultures waiting for carrion.
Upon seeing Jiang Ming emerge, the crowd instinctively shrank back.
Jiang Ming didn't even glance at them, leading his team straight through the path towards the school.
Only after their figures completely disappeared around the corner did Wei Yuan straighten up, his fear instantly turning into a twisted greed.
"Quick! Go in! There must be some left!"
A group of people rushed into the wrecked goblin camp like madmen.
"Then why are there skulls and human skeletons?"
"Don't take it! This piece of meat is mine!"
"Steal your head my ass! That's a piece of human flesh!"
"Damn, no wonder they left so much flesh here, it's from people!"
……
When Jiang Ming returned to school, he noticed that the sky had already turned yellow.
The setting sun cast a long shadow of the teaching building, making it look like a giant tombstone.
Several bonfires have been lit in the square below the girls' dormitory.
"Let's have a good meal tonight."
Jiang Ming tossed the raw animal meat he'd scavenged from the goblin camp to Li Bin. "Old Li, you know how to cook this, right?"
"Just wait and see, add some spice substitutes that I picked in the forest, and it will smell absolutely amazing."
Li Bin pushed up his glasses and skillfully set up an iron pot that he had somehow acquired.
Zhao Yanzhi and the archery club members chatted with many girls in the girls' dormitory by the campfire on the other side. Although the two groups were clearly separated, the tacit understanding they had developed through battle made the atmosphere quite harmonious.
Before long, the rich aroma of meat began to fill the square.
That's the real aroma of meat, not the taste of instant noodle seasoning packets, but the primal allure of oil sizzling under the flames.
Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the direction of the school gate.
Wei Yuan and Deputy Director Liu returned with the main force.
Each of them was clutching some junk in their hands; some carried goblin weapons, some held wild fruits, and some carried goblin camp tents... They were all covered in dust and looked dejected.
Upon smelling the aroma of meat wafting from the square, the Adam's apples of the group bobbed in unison.
Countless pairs of green eyes were fixed on the meat chunks tumbling in Li Bin's pot.
"What are you looking at? Want some?"
Wang Yang took a big bite of the dried meat, smacking his lips deliberately, "Ah, so delicious! It's a pity some people can only watch."
In the crowd, Zhang Wei swallowed hard, his stomach letting out a loud protest.
He turned his head and saw Su Xiaoxiao sitting next to Zhao Yanzhi. She was holding a bowl of hot soup and sipping it slowly, her cheeks flushed red in the firelight.
Jealousy and hunger intertwined, burning his stomach like fire.
"Stop looking and go back!"
Wei Yuan's face darkened, and he gave a low shout.
He knew that going up to these people to beg for food now would only bring him humiliation and serve no other purpose.
Instead of returning to their dormitories to rest, the group, led by Wei Yuan, regrouped shortly after returning to the faculty and staff dormitory building and headed towards the school gate.
"It's so late, are they still going out?"
Xu Shishi walked over, drying her wet hair, and looked at the group of people's backs with some surprise.
"How are we going to get food if we don't go out?" Li Bin threw a handful of fragrant wildflowers into the pot. "The little bit of junk left in the goblin camp isn't enough for so many of them. If we don't want to go hungry, we'll have to try our luck at the school gate."
Jiang Ming chewed on a piece of chewy jerky, watching the group of figures disappear into the night without saying a word.
The danger outside the school as night falls is several times greater than during the day.
It's a miracle that this rabble returned uninjured.
"Jiang Ming".
A soft, sweet voice came from beside me.
Su Xiaoxiao stood somewhat awkwardly behind him, holding a clean, damp towel.
"Would you like a hot towel to wipe...your face?"
Jiang Ming subconsciously touched his cheek, his fingertips brushing against a dried scab, which was probably splattered there when he killed the shaman earlier.
"Yes, I'll do it."
He was about to reach for the towel when Su Xiaoxiao beat him to it, bending down slightly.
The girl's unique fragrance, mixed with a faint smell of sweat, instantly diluted the bloody odor in Jiang Ming's sense of smell.
A cool towel was gently wiping his cheeks, the movement as gentle as if wiping a fragile piece of porcelain.
Jiang Ming's body stiffened for a moment, then he slowly relaxed.
He wasn't used to this kind of intimacy, but in this precarious world, this tenderness felt especially luxurious.
"Thanks."
"No...you're welcome."
Su Xiaoxiao's ears turned bright red. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, looking around at the stunned Zhong Chengyu and the other two like a thief, then blushed and quickly ran back to Xu Shishi who had followed her.
Not far away, Wang Yang was surrounded by a group of girls.
"Brother Wang Yang, your armor is so heavy! You're so strong!"
"Is that the axe that can shoot fire? That's so cool!"
Wang Yang patted the rusty iron armor on his chest with a loud thud, his face crinkling into a wide grin.
"That's nothing! Let me tell you, when that green monster, over two meters tall, charged at me, I didn't even blink, I just went up and swung my axe..."
Li Bin's side was equally impressive.
He stood the "Highly Poisonous Piercer" upright on the ground and earnestly explained the principles of its toxins to a group of girls. The girls listened with admiration, calling him "Brother Li" repeatedly.
Jiang Ming watched this scene and stuffed the last piece of jerky into his mouth.
This is what it feels like to be alive.
He stood up, dusted himself off, and looked past the laughing and talking crowd towards the dark school gate.
A few mournful screams could be faintly heard from there, but they quickly dissipated in the night wind.