Baili Huai'an

The pickup truck had traveled more than eight hundred li, and five mutated beasts now stood in its cargo bed: a hyena, a reindeer, a long-tailed monkey, a spiny rat, and a wild boar.

Wang Haoran sat in the passenger seat, his face blank.

If Zhang Xuezhou and the others hadn't come up empty several times, he would have thought they'd come to the Qinmeng region to stock up on goods.

Even so, hunting down five mutated beasts with their bodies completely intact in just two days had fulfilled the basic hunting assignment. If they had no intention of catching more mutated beasts for money, they could head straight back.

The hunt had offered so little of an experience that Wang Haoran found it utterly dull.

In his imagination, they should have endured countless hardships searching for traces of mutated beasts, then fought a great battle against their herds before finally capturing them.

There would have been plenty of fighting with various Gene Fighting Techniques, plenty of being drenched in blood, and even the possibility of killing a mutated beast outright and failing the hunt.

All those experiences would have given everyone plenty of experience hunting in Qinmeng.

But reality was far too different from what he had imagined.

All they did was find a location, shoot, use a predator-call speaker to frighten the herd, then carry off and tie up the mutated beast. After that, they treated its injuries, and Zhang Xuezhou tamed it.

That was basically the whole process, and the hunting was done.

But Wang Haoran couldn't shake the feeling that things shouldn't have gone this way.

The biggest thing Wang Haoran had done was get off the passenger ship ahead of time and steal a small pickup parked nearby. Apart from that, he'd been a bystander