Patrol Hunting Squad Concept

Another day of fruitless exploration ended, and the convoy dragged the carcasses of several Advanced Beast Soldier Hard-Skinned Warthogs back to Outpost No. 03 in the glow of the setting sun.

Lin Mo lay on his exclusive seat atop the vehicle, unable to even muster the interest to devour these "low-quality ingredients," letting them rattle around in the cargo bed behind him.

Enough! I've truly had enough! This is simply a waste of life, a waste of this King's armor and talent!

The monotony of clearing out "small fry" for days on end, combined with the frustration of his strength growth nearly stagnating, had finally reached a breaking point. He could no longer let himself be boiled like a frog in this tepid water. He needed clearer goals, stronger prey, and a more efficient way to hunt!

Upon returning to the outpost, he didn't even bother with how the spoils were handled. He jumped straight off the vehicle, nudged Wang Feng—who was just about to head to the command room—with his head, and pushed him toward his office.

"Hey, hey, Tiger King? What's this about? Hungry? The cafeteria is opening soon..." Wang Feng stumbled from the push, looking bewildered.

Eat, eat, eat, all you think about is eating! This King wants to discuss serious business with you!

Seeing this, Wang Keke quickly followed, having vaguely guessed what Lin Mo wanted to do.

Once inside the office, Lin Mo plopped onto the large chair draped in beast hide, claiming the main seat. He then lifted a paw and impatiently tapped the desk in front of him, producing a dull "thud-thud" sound. His golden tiger eyes stared intently at Wang Feng, filled with unquestionable seriousness.

Wang Feng looked at the scene before him, raised an eyebrow, pulled up a chair, and sat down, asking with composure, "It seems our Tiger King has an important matter to discuss with me?"

Wang Keke acted as the translator: "Uncle Thirteen, Mimi... er, the Tiger King feels that the recent missions have been too... too boring, and the gains are too small."

Lin Mo let out a low growl and began to gesture. First, he pointed to the location of Outpost No. 03 on the map, drew a small circle around it, made a look of "disdain," and forcefully wiped it away. Then, his paw swept across a vast area of the map surrounding the Northeast Base City, pointing toward other satellite cities and faint outpost symbols marked on the map.

Just staying near this one outpost, how much profit can there be? What this King wants is a 'menu' of Beast General Rank monsters around the entire Northeast Base City!

Wang Keke tried her best to understand and translate: "The Tiger King means he is not satisfied with only operating near Outpost No. 03. He believes that there are nearly twenty outposts like ours around the various satellite cities. Near every outpost, there must be one or two Beast General Rank monsters or groups that have given you headaches for years—monsters whose locations and rough strength you've identified, but which you haven't been able to completely eliminate for various reasons. Right?"

Hearing this, Wang Feng's expression turned serious, and he nodded: "That is indeed the case. Every outpost has its own 'stubborn' problems. Some are due to complex terrain, making the cost of clearing them too high; some are because the monsters are powerful and exceptionally cunning, making them hard to lock down; and others are because moving one part affects the whole, risking a chain reaction."

A look of "as I thought" appeared on Lin Mo's tiger face, and he continued to gesture. He first pointed to himself, then to the Wind-Breaking Squad outside, Wang Keke, and Aunt Zhang, making a "very strong" gesture. Then, he drew a winding route on the map connecting the various outposts, finally making a throat-slitting motion that meant "wipe them all out."

Wang Keke's eyes lit up slightly as she translated: "The Tiger King proposes that we no longer stay stationed at a single outpost. Instead, our team should form a special 'Patrol Hunting Squad'! We would specialize in clearing out those confirmed, high-threat Beast General Rank targets near each outpost!"

Yes! That's it! This King will be a firefighter... no, a 'cleaner'! Wherever there is something delicious... ahem, wherever there is a threatening Beast General, that is where we shall go! This is what it means to make the best use of everything; this is what efficient hunting is!

Wang Feng sat up straight, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. This idea... was too bold! But it was also extremely tempting!

A mobile force consisting of War General level martial artists, a Spirit Reader, a top-equipped Mutated Winged Tiger, and an elite squad, conducting precision strikes against the stubborn tumors of each outpost! This would not only greatly reduce the defensive pressure on each outpost and expand safe zones, but also yield a massive amount of precious Beast General Rank materials—invaluable whether used to enhance the strength of martial artists or as strategic reserves!

He could almost see the scenes of paths once blocked by powerful monsters being opened, and areas rich in resources being reclaimed!

"Patrol Hunting Squad... clearing out Beast Generals..." Wang Feng muttered to himself, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the desk as his brain raced, weighing the pros and cons.

There were certainly risks. Long-distance mobility could lead to encountering unknown dangers, and fighting in different regions would require adapting to new environments and monster habits, placing extremely high demands on the squad...

But the rewards were equally immense! Not only could it solve practical problems, but it could also greatly enhance the Wang Family's influence and voice within the military and major factions! And the core of all this was the tiger before him, eyes burning with ambition!

Wang Feng looked up at Lin Mo, his gaze becoming sharp and challenging: "Tiger King, your idea is astonishing. But you must know that this means you will face more unknown dangers, and the intensity and frequency of combat will far exceed what they are now. You might be dealing with a Forest Anaconda in a swamp today, only to have to go to the mountains to hunt a flying Beast General tomorrow, and then infiltrate a cavern the day after... Are you ready?"

Lin Mo stood up, his massive frame bringing a heavy sense of oppression. He let out a low growl, his voice filled with confidence and battle intent. He raised a tiger paw covered in dark gold claws and extended his tongue to slowly and methodically lick the sharp blades.

Ready? This King and my team were born to challenge the strong! Comfort is the greatest insult to us! As long as the 'menu' is tough enough, this King will go through fire and water!

Watching his disdainful posture, Wang Feng finally burst into laughter and slammed his hand on the desk: "Good! Since the Tiger King has such ambition, how could I, Wang Feng, not support it?! I will immediately compile a list of the 'difficult cases' reported by each outpost and report this to my superiors and the family to secure maximum support! Get yourselves ready—the patrol hunt begins in a few days!"

Hahaha! It's done! This King's grand ambition... er, path to efficient evolution, is finally getting on track! Beast Generals of the Northeast Base City, wash your necks and wait—Daddy Tiger King is coming to hunt!

Lin Mo jumped off the chair, satisfied, and walked out of the office with his head held high, as if he could already see countless Beast Generals wailing under his claws, turning into the resources for his evolution.

The dull days were finally over; the legendary patrol of the hunting Tiger King was about to begin!