Hunting!

By 1827, John Jacob Astor's American Fur Company had successfully monopolized trade with Native Americans in the Missouri region.

In this desolate and wild region, the agents of the American Fur Company were fully armed, and it was clear that no competitor or individual merchant would dare to enter this region to do fur business.

The American Fur Company intimidates and controls everything; it completely disregards government representatives and recognizes no laws other than those necessary for its own interests.

It was through his monopoly on the fur trade in the Missouri region that John Jacob Astor made astonishing profits, rising from an ordinary fur trader to become the richest man in the United States. With the money he earned from the fur trade, he began to venture into the real estate sector, while also making large investments in coal mines and other mineral and gas plants.

Chen Mo's goal this time is to snatch food from the jaws of United States's richest man!

In fact, Chen Mo could have chosen other targets that were weaker, but that would have taken too long and been less efficient, far less efficient than this method.

Moreover, Chen Mo completely disregarded this so-called richest man in United States, a barbaric merchant who monopolized the fur trade in the entire Missouri region with his powerful military force. In Chen Mo's eyes, his armed forces, which could deter any attempt to invade his "territory" to purchase furs, were nothing more than chickens and dogs, which could be easily destroyed.

However, Chen Mo did not intend to take action himself, but rather planned to use this opportunity to train Victor and James's combat abilities.

Few other industries ventured as deep into the mountains and wilderness as the fur trade, where force could be used at will. Victor and James, two natural warriors, needed such an environment to hone their fighting skills.

John Jacob Astor had no idea that the China businessman he had just mocked was not only eyeing his most profitable fur business, but also planning to turn his armed forces into nourishment for the two Beast he was raising!

After a short stay in a luxury hotel in New York, Chen Mo, along with Victor and James, set off again, leaving the bustling city and heading towards the lush forests of Missouri.

The two little ones were initially fascinated by New York, but soon found it boring. Apart from the dense buildings, luxurious decorations, and busy crowds on the streets, there seemed to be nothing interesting here. After a few days of seeing the same things, they quickly grew bored.

Moreover, New York is a highly developed commercial and financial city with an extremely fast pace of life, which made the two, who grew up in the manor under the forest, surrounded by nature, very uncomfortable.

Now that they had finally left this bustling but cage-like city, Victor and James felt a great sense of relief, like two caged Beast that had finally regained their freedom. They sat in the carriage with excited expressions, completely unlike the listless and dispirited people they had been in the hotel a few days earlier.

"Sir, where are we going this time?"

Victor was driving the carriage, and James sat in the carriage, looking at the familiar and comfortable natural scenery outside the window. The depression of the past few days was swept away, but he became extremely curious about the destination. Having spent more time with Chen Mo, James was no longer as reserved as before, and he asked the questions that were on his mind.

Although James found it strange that Chen Mo left New York again after only a short time, he was still very happy.

He was, after all, just a teenager. He liked a relaxed and casual atmosphere, and the wildness hidden in his heart made him prefer a vast and free environment. Compared to why he was leaving New York, he was more concerned about where they were going: another busy and crowded big city, or a quiet and free countryside.

Victor, who was driving the carriage, heard James's words through the window and couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Like James, Victor, who grew up at the foot of the Rocky Mountains and often played in the forest, also didn't really like the commercial atmosphere of New York. However, he was a few years older James and more mature, so he wasn't as impatient as James.

However, Victor was equally curious about their destination.

Sensing the intense curiosity in the two children's hearts, Chen Mo smiled slightly, slowly opened his mouth, and spoke softly in a voice that Victor outside the car window could just hear.

"Let's go hunting in the forest!"

Victor and James' eyes lit up when they heard this, clearly very interested in what Chen Mo called "hunting". When Victor first went into the forest to play, he often set traps or used Slingshot to hunt small animals such as rabbits and birds, so he naturally knew the fun of hunting.

James had always been frail and sickly and rarely left Howlett Manor, and had no chance to enter the forest, longed to hunt.

What the two men, one inside and one outside the carriage, who were filled with excitement, did not know was that the "hunting" Chen Mo was talking about was not what they thought. Their targets were neither the small birds and beasts that Victor had captured before, nor large animals such as bison and grizzly bears, but the armed personnel of the American Fur Company under John Jacob Astor!

Tempted by the hunt, Victor and James, who had been cooped up in New York, couldn't help but look forward to their destination. Even the carriage sped up considerably, and after several days, they finally arrived at the edge of the vast forest in Missouri.

After leaving the carriage at a small village on the edge of the forest, Chen Mo, along with Victor and James, who were both looking excited, walked into the forest empty-handed.

Shortly after they left the village, their whereabouts were reported to a group of armed men stationed there.

This village is close to the forest and connected to the outside world by a dirt road. It is the only way for many fur traders to enter and leave the forest, and the best place to rest and recuperate. In the past, when it was prosperous, many fur traders would stop here every day, and horse-drawn carts transporting furs could be seen everywhere.

However, since the American Fur Company monopolized the fur trade in the entire Missouri region more than a decade ago, it has been rare to see outside fur merchants here. This village has also become an exclusive stronghold for the armed personnel of the American Fur Company. Information about every outsider is quickly reported to them. And those fur merchants who tried to evade the armed personnel of the American Fur Company and secretly trade with the Native Americans in the forest, once they entered the forest, none of them ever came out again!