Chapter 372: Wolf that does not attack deers, and Cao Geng’s painful ass

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Chapter 372: Wolf that does not attack deers, and Cao Geng’s painful ass

The deer, clearly in a disadvantaged position and waiting to be slaughtered, didn't take the opportunity to run away. Instead, they watched them as if nothing was wrong.

What's even more outrageous is that the lead deer stood with the wolves, imitating the wolves by shaking their heads at them.

Cao Geng and his companions didn't dare to confront the six snarling wolves and stopped in their tracks.

While facing off with the wolves, they cursed them in their hearts.

By all accounts, shouldn't we be on the same side?

After a while of confrontation, Cao Geng and his companions slowly retreated while a few wolves stared at them menacingly.

Their retreat didn't mean they were giving up on the easily accessible food. They were preparing to attack from another direction.

However, after testing this strategy several times, they were always intercepted by a few stupid wolves.

Seeing the sky darkening, Cao Geng's last bit of patience was finally worn out. He shouted and, along with the others, hurled stones at the deer herd, preparing to scatter them and attack the herd from where the wolves couldn't protect them.

There were quite a few young deer in the herd; they could catch at least one or two.

With so many deer within reach, these wolves shouldn't have attacked Cao Geng and the others.

The thinking was one thing, but the reality was like a cold rain slapping him.

This was the realization Cao Geng gained from his bitter experience of lying on the ground battered and bruised.

He stood up, wincing in pain, and rearranged the scattered animal skins around him.

Thinking back on what had just happened, he felt the urge to take revenge on that lead deer with branches growing on its head.

Being bitten by a wolf wasn't surprising, but being knocked down by a deer that should have been prey, only to be hit on the butt by the branches growing on its head afterward? How ridiculous was that?

This couldn't entirely be blamed on the shameless deer; it used its antlers to target sensitive spots, just like it often did to Fu Jiang when they were sparring.

Now that it was targeting humans, it was only following suit.

These vertically tied threads were stretched tightly and balanced with each other without intersecting.

The wooden frame above underwent the same process, with many threads tied using the same method.

However, the difference was that the other end of the wooden frame above didn't have those toothpick-like objects.

All the threads were tied to the wooden frame. Furthermore, the threads above and below were staggered and didn't overlap.

Han Cheng instructed the people of the tribe to spin these fine hemp threads into hemp fibers using spinning tops.

A finger-thick hemp rope was tied in the middle of the other end of the wooden frame above, which hung on a horizontal wooden piece standing there.

"Whoosh."

Sitting at this end, Han Cheng pulled the thick rope in his hand, and the other end of the large wooden frame rose with the rope tied to it.

The ropes on the large wooden frame and the small wooden frame below are separated, creating an angle between them.

Han Cheng used his foot to step on the rope to prevent it from falling, and then he passed a polished wooden stick, held in his other hand, through this angle.

The thin hemp thread wound around the wooden stick also passed through the angle and stayed inside.

Han Cheng used his hand to tightly wind the hemp thread horizontally through the angle, making it tighter with the other hemp threads.

Then he released the rope under his foot, and the large wooden frame that had been pulled up fell.

Because the hemp thread on the small wooden frame was tied to the upright bamboo sticks, after the large wooden frame fell completely, the rope tied to it also came down below the rope on the small wooden frame.

Between the two, an angle was formed once again.

Han Cheng once again passed the wooden stick used as a shuttle through the angle and pulled up the large wooden frame.

Between these up-and-down movements, these originally single threads were interwoven into fabric.