Tiger Cat

The Tusked Wild Boar naturally refused to be outdone; with a grunt, its underlings also charged forward to clash with the Grey Wolf's monster minions.

The charge of hundreds of soldier-level monsters kicked up a massive cloud of dust, and a rumbling sound echoed throughout the entire street.

Seeing the monsters begin to fight, Chen Fan called the others over to watch, preparing to rush down and scavenge at any moment, while Yang Hui set up his sniper rifle to aim at the commander-level monster leaders.

However, the two monster leaders were quite cunning; they first ordered their minions to charge into the fray while they watched from the rear, only proving their presence with an occasional roar.

The numerous soldier-level monsters consisted of all sorts of species, though they were primarily cats, dogs, or animals that humans had kept as pets or livestock before the Great Nirvana.

As for the wild animals, due to their inherent strength and the mutations caused by the RR Virus, they had become incredibly formidable.

For instance, monsters like tigers, lions, and cheetahs were basically all at the commander level or higher.

The soldier-level monsters were not particularly intelligent, and the two sides were composed of a wide variety of species. Before long, the battle devolved from two factions into many smaller ones.

A Tiger Mastiff, not caring which side the nearby wild boars belonged to, bit down on one as soon as it got the chance. After being ambushed, the boar turned its head and glared at the Tiger Mastiff.

It charged at the Tiger Mastiff that had ambushed it, unaware that they were both subordinates of the Tusked Wild Boar.

But the monsters were blinded by bloodlust and no longer cared about such things. The air was filled with a heavy stench of blood, stimulating these soldier-level monsters.

Blood, chunks of flesh, and severed limbs flew into the air incessantly, and a massive cloud of dust permeated the atmosphere.

It was as if a thick fog had shrouded the battlefield.

The howls of the monsters, whether from excitement or agony, filled the entire space.

"These monsters are truly vicious when they fight." Luo Feng watched the scene of the monsters brawling, finding it incredibly bloody and intense.

If this were recorded and posted online, it would surely be more thrilling than any blockbuster movie.

"That's for sure. Monster fights are both bloody and violent. It's the most interesting show in the boring Wilderness Zone, and opportunities to see such large-scale brawls are rare. We're lucky today; let's watch for a bit longer, then we'll make our move," Chen Fan said with a smile, continuing to observe the situation on the battlefield through his binoculars.

As the monsters became blinded by bloodlust, the two commander-level monster leaders also began to fight.

The Tusked Wild Boar accelerated its massive body, using its tusks to gore the Grey Wolf.

The Grey Wolf dodged nimbly, its fur reflecting beautifully in the sunlight. Then, it opened its jaws and bit toward the boar's neck.

Unable to stop its momentum, the Tusked Wild Boar was bitten in the belly by the Grey Wolf, and several large holes were immediately torn into its round torso.

The injured Tusked Wild Boar became frantic, its tusks—growing on both sides of its mouth like sharp sabers—thrusting toward the Grey Wolf.

The two monsters traded blows, leaving wounds on each other's bodies.

"Awoo!" With a strange howl from the Grey Wolf, a massive tusk was seen piercing its body; it was the Tusked Wild Boar's sharp tusk stabbing into the wolf's stomach.

A hint of triumph could even be seen in the Tusked Wild Boar's eyes.

However, it was clearly too happy too soon—was it being careless? Enduring the pain, the Grey Wolf twisted its neck and bit down on the Tusked Wild Boar's throat.

The boar, with its throat clamped, did not let go; it continued to press against the wolf's belly, even shaking its head from side to side to churn its tusks inside the Grey Wolf's stomach.

It was unclear whether it was in pain from the bite or simply trying to kill the Grey Wolf quickly.

The Grey Wolf, biting the boar's throat with a death grip, endured the immense pain in its body and did not let go, continuing to clamp down on the boar's neck.

As time passed, both low-level commander monsters collapsed to the ground one after the other.

Thud. The massive Tusked Wild Boar hit the ground, causing the earth to tremble, and then the Grey Wolf collapsed as well; clearly, both monsters had chosen mutual destruction.

As for the other soldier-level monsters, most were dead, and the few survivors either fled the area or began to feast on the corpses of the other monsters.

"Phew, these monsters really know how to fight, leaving us to pick up the scraps," Chen Fan laughed. He had originally thought they would have to go down and fight, but who knew it would end up like this.

"Yang Hui, stay here and man the rifle; we're going down to clean up the battlefield," Chen Fan added.

"Let's go, time to scavenge," Zhao Yong said with a smile, picking up his battle blade.

After all, for them, this was like picking up money.

The four of them shouldered their backpacks and quickly rushed downstairs. Soon, they arrived at the spot where the monsters had been brawling.

The thick stench of blood in the surroundings had not yet dissipated, making everyone frown.

However, they quickly picked up their blades and began harvesting the spoils of war.

"This pig trotter is not bad; the tusks of a high-level soldier-class pig trotter should sell for a good price." Sett made a few quick cuts and finished harvesting the valuable parts from the corpse of the wild boar, which had been a high-level soldier-class monster in life.

"The bull horns are also good stuff." Sett quickly identified the valuable parts on the monsters.

After all, in the ruined city, a pack of monsters could emerge from anywhere at any time, and the intense smell of blood here was particularly alluring to them.

The four of them dared not waste a single second, picking only the most valuable items.

Chen Fan and Zhao Yong were naturally the first to harvest the corpses of the commander-level monsters.

"Haha, this wolf fur is truly beautiful, though it's a pity it isn't perfectly intact, otherwise it would be flawless," Zhao Yong said after skinning the wolf.

The wolf was two meters tall and nearly four meters long; its fur, when spread out, covered a massive area.

Fortunately, it was relatively thin, so it didn't take up much space when folded and packed into the martial artist's backpack.

Chen Fan naturally went to pull out the two tusks of the wild boar first.

"Captain, come back quickly! A large pack of monsters has appeared on the street next to you!" Yang Hui's voice suddenly came through the earpiece.

Upon hearing Yang Hui's voice, the four of them quickly finished up and returned to the rooftop from earlier.

A martial artist's backpack doesn't look very large at first glance, but when fully opened, it has a massive amount of space, standing as tall as an adult.

Therefore, although the four of them had packed quite a few things, on average, each person had only filled a little less than half of their backpack.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've picked up such a bargain. This haul is probably worth over a million, heh heh. If I could pick up bargains like this every day, I wouldn't have to risk my life fighting monsters so hard," Zhao Yong said, lying on the rooftop with a laugh.

"You brat, you're ugly as sin and your dreams are even uglier. Being able to find a bargain once is already great luck; you're still dreaming of doing it every day," Chen Fan said with a mocking laugh.

The five of them bragged for a while, ate some crackers to rest, and then continued searching for targets.

Yang Hui, who was off to the side wiping down his sniper rifle, said to Chen Fan, "Call me if you find a Commander-level monster. I'm going to catch some sleep." With that, he hugged his sniper rifle and closed his eyes to doze off.

The others continued to use their binoculars to scan the street for targets.

"Captain, look, what is that?" Luo Feng asked, pointing at a monster on the street that had two tails like a cat.

Down on the street, over a dozen spotted monsters resembling tigers were strutting past. These monsters were massive in size, and the one leading them even had three tails.

"Damn, three tails. This Tiger Cat must have the strength of an intermediate Commander-level monster," Chen Fan said after seeing it.

Among the Tiger Cat species, those at the Soldier level have one tail, while two tails indicate the strength of an entry-level Commander, and five tails signify the strength of an entry-level Lord.

As for the most powerful one, that would naturally be the nine-tailed Nine-Life Cat King.

"It really is an intermediate Commander-level Tiger Cat. You have to know that Tiger Cats usually don't like to live in groups, and this intermediate Commander-level monster only has about a dozen subordinates. It looks like our luck is good; we've found a fat sheep," Zhao Yong added after seeing them.

"Yang Hui, wake up! We've found a fat sheep!" Chen Fan said, nudging the sleeping Yang Hui.

"What fat sheep?" Yang Hui asked.

"See for yourself," Chen Fan said, pointing toward the street where the Tiger Cats were.

Yang Hui quickly picked up his sniper rifle and set it up. "Damn, an intermediate Commander-level monster can appear in a place like this, and it's a Tiger Cat that doesn't even like to group up? Heh heh, we can't miss out on a fat sheep like this. Just watch me," Yang Hui said before aiming the sniper rifle at the Tiger Cat.

If Yang Hui could kill or severely injure the three-tailed Tiger Cat leading the pack with a single shot, then everything that followed would be much simpler. The others didn't disturb Yang Hui, letting him find the right opportunity for a lethal strike.

Not long after, once Yang Hui had adjusted his sniper rifle, he gently squeezed the trigger.

BOOM! A massive sound erupted, and the tremendous recoil of the sniper rifle was enough to knock the shoulder of Yang Hui, a high-level martial artist, back quite a bit, which gave an idea of just how powerful the rifle was.

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