What Are These People Doing? Are They Putting on Some Kind of Performance Art? (Two Chapters Combined)

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang..."

One violent impact after another rang out beside the clear stream.

Every time an impact sounded, a figure would be sent flying backward, tracing a parabola through the air before crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a small cloud of dust.

To ordinary people, these strange-looking creatures would have been extremely dangerous despite not being exotic beasts. Yet when faced with Lin Li, these dangerous creatures were so fragile they could barely put up a fight.

Lin Li was like a tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, beating the strange-looking creatures until they could not fight back at all.

In the blink of an eye, half of the nearly fifty strange-looking creatures had been taken down by Lin Li.

Driven by hunger, these famished creatures launched a fierce attack on Lin Li.

After seeing half their companions killed by Lin Li with nothing but his fists and feet, the survivors who were still alive completely lost their psychological defenses.

"Roar..."

When the first strange-looking creature's mentality collapsed and it turned around to flee for its life, it immediately triggered a chain reaction.

In an instant, all the creatures that had launched their fierce assault fled. In less than a minute, they had all vanished without a trace.

Lin Li stood where he was, flexed his fists, and glanced over the enemies he had beaten to death. He shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Some people really won't give up until they hit the southern wall! They had to pay such a heavy price before they finally learned to be afraid..."

With that, he walked toward the campfire and continued cooking the stir-fry he had not finished.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

The wok heated up, and he poured in the oil.

The sound of stir-frying