A Dialogue Between Man and Wolf

Lu Yuan rubbed his eyes, feeling that he could not keep wallowing like this.

He loaded the 50-pound fish he had just caught onto a modified handcart, slung on his backpack full of weapons, and slowly headed into the distance.

Old Wolf, accompanied by several Mother Wolves, followed close behind.

Every now and then, they pawed at the Big Black Fish.

Old buddy, why wouldn't you let us enjoy such a huge fish?

My wives are pregnant. They need the extra nutrition.

"You can't touch it. I'm offering it to the King of Hell."

After walking for more than two hours, they reached the dry canyon where the Fire Lizard lived.

At the edge of the canyon, he had dug a huge pit. Sharp Steel Spears were planted inside, along with a net woven from vines.

Two massive boulders weighing three hundred pounds each even hung from wooden masts at the edge of the pit!

Lu Yuan had hauled those boulders from far away with all his strength, aided by several wolves.

Humanity's greatest strength was not the body, but wisdom.

With his own strength, there was no way he could hoist a three-hundred-pound boulder ten meters into the air. But with a pulley, he could save a great deal of effort.

One movable pulley could halve the force required.

With two movable pulleys, he could save three-quarters of the force; with three, seven-eighths.

But that was the limit.

Constrained by manufacturing techniques and material quality, he could no longer lift larger boulders.

"This should be about right. The opponent I'm going to challenge..." Lu Yuan muttered, looking into the distance.

"Awoo!" Old Wolf suddenly clamped down on Lu Yuan's trouser leg, his gaze turning sharp as he signaled that Lu Yuan could not go any farther.

Lu Yuan tugged