11: Chapter 11, 14 Tribe Spy

"Brother Lei, this miserable job... Isn't the Boss your own cousin? Why did he make us crawl into this mosquito nest?"

The sharp-faced Xiao Er followed behind Zhang Lei.

The two of them kept groping their way through the woods, their faces full of reluctance.

Their mission was to find and locate the camp of Qi Yun's Tribe.

"You don't know shit! This is a good job!"

Zhang Lei, walking in front, had a sturdy build and a look of reckless ferocity in his eyes.

He turned back and spat.

"My cousin entrusted this to me because he trusts me! Do you know why this is a good job?"

He lowered his voice, a lewd and greedy smile appearing on his face.

"Once we find the nest of those broads, we won't be in a rush to head back."

"We'll find a chance to drag two of the ones who wander off alone. Hehe, out here in the middle of nowhere, we can do whatever we want with them, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Er's eyes lit up as if they had been ignited.

His previous complaints vanished, replaced by an impatient excitement.

"Brother Lei is brilliant! Simply brilliant! What are we waiting for? Let's find them! I can't wait."

In another clearing in the woods, Lin Le was currently looking for something to eat with Mo Lan.

Mo Lan, having awakened the Chef profession, could now identify some edible mushrooms and fruits, so she and Chen Xiaolin were collecting food in the wild.

"Sister Mo Lan." Lin Le suddenly leaned in, blinking her big eyes, and asked curiously.

"Since you were a big internet celebrity, you must have seen as many handsome guys as there are grains of sand on the island, right?"

"Are there any who are more impressive than my Qi Bao? I mean in terms of looks!"

She emphasized this specifically, as if "my Qi Bao" had already become some kind of unit of measurement for attractiveness.

Mo Lan's hand, which was picking mushrooms, paused slightly.

On that face, which remained stunningly exquisite even in the wilderness, appeared an expression that mixed a professional smile with a faint mockery.

"In front of the camera, under the spotlight, with three layers of foundation and five layers of filters, plus a million-dollar retoucher."

"Even a sow could rival Diaochan."

She gently picked a mushroom, her movements elegant.

"That industry is most skilled at manufacturing illusions."

"Wow..." Lin Le let out an exaggerated exclamation.

She touched her chin, appearing to be in thought.

"So, someone like Qi Bao, who is all-natural and additive-free, is actually the rare resource? Hmm, as expected of the one I set my sights on."

"Uh, as expected of our Tribe leader!" She almost let it slip, quickly laughing to cover it up, though her little face flushed slightly.

Mo Lan's lips curved slightly, amused by her theory of rare resources and the awkward transition, and was just about to say something.

"Rustle... Rustle..." A suspicious sound suddenly came from the bushes not far away.

Then, Xiao Er crawled out.

"Isn't this the big internet celebrity Mo Lan? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're actually this pretty in person."

Xiao Er's greedy gaze wandered over the two of them, his tone unable to hide his eager excitement.

He had really hit the jackpot this time.

Mo Lan grabbed Lin Le's hand, and they immediately turned to run.

The next second, Zhang Lei appeared on their path of retreat.

"Running? Where are you going to run? I didn't expect to get this lucky."

"Coming out to scout and stumbling upon two mermaids. Xiao Er, after I've had my fun, I'll reward you."

The implication in his words nakedly treated them as playthings to be distributed at will.

"You... don't be rash." Mo Lan's heart sank to the bottom.

Surrounded from front and back, their retreat was cut off!

In the past, she had received countless lewd private messages and harassment.

But the laws and social order were like an invisible barrier that kept that malice at bay.

But now, that barrier had vanished; it was the law of the jungle, where the weak are prey to the strong.

"Sister Mo Lan, the wooden stick." Lin Le reminded her.

When they set out, Qi Yun had given them two wooden sticks with strange symbols drawn on them, instructing them to crush one of them if they encountered danger.

Remembering this, Mo Lan didn't hesitate in the slightest.

She took out one of the wooden sticks from the simple wooden basket and crushed it.

Qi Yun, who had just been digging up zombies, felt a Space Imprint being destroyed.

His expression changed instantly; it was the direction of Mo Lan and Lin Le! Something had happened!

"Xia Jin! Mo Lan and the others are in danger! I'm going to support them first."

His speech was extremely fast, his voice firm and decisive.

Before he finished speaking, he had already closed his eyes, sensing the Space Imprint on the remaining wooden stick.

Inside the woods.

"Don't waste yours and my strength; just obediently serve me, and you'll save yourselves from a beating."

Zhang Lei looked at Mo Lan's face, which was stunningly beautiful even in terror, and trembled with excitement.

A big internet celebrity! A woman he could usually only fantasize about on screen.

Now she was right in front of him, at his mercy to play with.

Xiao Er also approached from the front, rubbing his hands, drool almost flowing out.

"Brother Lei, this is indeed a good job! This little one is completely on par with Mo Lan."

Mo Lan's face was deathly pale.

With her back against a large tree, she tightly protected the terrified, pale-faced Lin Le behind her.

She gripped a stick she had picked up from the ground, her knuckles white from excessive force, trembling slightly.

Wolves in front and tigers behind, their retreat cut off, Mo Lan's mind went blank.

Despair, like cold seawater, submerged her inch by inch.

Just as Zhang Lei was grinning and his hand was about to touch Mo Lan's shoulder, the space beside Mo Lan and Lin Le twisted slightly without any warning.

A figure appeared in front of Mo Lan like a phantom—it was Qi Yun!

He stood with his back to Mo Lan and Lin Le, facing Zhang Lei, his eyes radiating murderous intent.

Zhang Lei's half-extended hand froze stiffly in mid-air.

The grin on his face instantly froze, transforming into extreme astonishment and horror!

He hadn't even seen how this person had appeared!

Xiao Er was also given a huge fright, subconsciously taking half a step back, stuttering:

"B-Brother Lei... H-how did he appear?"

Qi Yun slowly raised his head, his gaze first quickly sweeping over the badly frightened Mo Lan and Lin Le, who were shielded behind him.

Confirming they hadn't suffered any actual harm, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qi Bao!"

Lin Le's exclamation was filled with a crying tone and immense surprise.

The hand that was clutching Mo Lan's clothes tightly instantly let go, as if she had found her pillar of support.

Mo Lan's body, which had been tensed to the limit, swayed slightly, a feeling of collapse from surviving a disaster surging into her heart.

"Who the fuck are you? Where did you pop out from?!"

Zhang Lei was suspicious and uncertain; after all, Qi Yun's appearance out of thin air had been a bit shocking.

But remembering that the Beauty Tribe seemed to only have one male, his courage returned a bit.

At the same time, he pulled out a rough bone knife from his back waist.

Qi Yun did not answer his boring question.

His gaze fell on the bone knife in Zhang Lei's hand, then glanced at the nervous Xiao Er beside him.

He instantly assessed the threat level of the two.

"From Tribe 14?" Qi Yun spoke, his voice calm, yet carrying a condescending tone of interrogation.

Seeing him so calm, and even directly pointing out his origin, Zhang Lei felt a shiver in his heart.

But relying on the fact that there were two of them and they had weapons, he braced himself and clamored:

"So what if I am? Kid, your shitty Tribe only has one man, you'll be wiped out sooner or later."

"Join us, and we might even share a woman with you, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit..."

The rest of his harsh words hadn't even finished spewing out!

Qi Yun moved!

No warning, no nonsense.

The distance was too close; Zhang Lei couldn't dodge in time, and a footprint was firmly stamped right in the center of his chest!

Zhang Lei stumbled on his feet, completely unable to steady his center of gravity, retreating a dozen steps on the soft forest floor, severe pain coming from his chest.

This strength, this speed—this kid had definitely awakened a rare profession!

"Damn it, you ambushed me, you kid is seeking death, Xiao Er! Attack together! Kill him!"

Zhang Lei roared hoarsely, both shocked and angry.

Startled by Zhang Lei's roar, Xiao Er barely managed to recover from his shock.

He knew that if he chickened out now, even if he could escape back alive, given the vengeful and ruthless nature of Zhang Lei and his cousin Zhang Qiang, he would definitely not have a good end!

By comparison, the "pretty boy" in front of him, although weird, was only one person after all.

"Ah!"

Xiao Er let out a strange cry to embolden himself, bit the bullet, and grabbed a rock he had picked up from the ground.

He lunged at Qi Yun from the side, a look of desperate ferocity on his face.

Qi Yun didn't even look at him.

The moment Xiao Er raised the rock to smash down, Qi Yun's left hand darted out with the precision of an iron pincer, clamping onto his wrist that held the rock!

"Crack!" A teeth-grinding sound of joints dislocating rang out.

"Ah——!! It hurts! Let go! Let go!!"

Xiao Er let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

The rock fell with a "clatter," and his wrist was bent at an eerie angle.

Qi Yun showed no mercy.

Clenching his right fist, he delivered a clean and swift uppercut, striking hard at the junction of Xiao Er's mouth, which was wide open from the extreme pain, and his chin!

"Ugh!"

Xiao Er's scream came to an abrupt end.

He was knocked backward, seeing stars, blood spilling from his mouth and nose, and collapsed to the ground.

Taking advantage of the gap while Qi Yun dealt with Xiao Er, Zhang Lei turned around without hesitation, using all his strength.

He scrambled away, fleeing frantically towards the depths of the dense forest he had come from!

This kid was too weird; he was definitely not someone he could handle!

Running back to tell his cousin was the right thing to do!

His cousin Zhang Qiang had also awakened a rare combat profession, and he knew how terrifying that power was.

By the time Qi Yun easily dealt with Xiao Er and looked up, Zhang Lei had long since disappeared without a trace.

He lowered his head to look at Xiao Er, who was slumped on the ground with blurred consciousness, a cold arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

Run? Could he escape?

Qi Yun leaned over and left a Space Imprint on Xiao Er's body.

After doing all this, Qi Yun stood up and coldly spat out one word to the shivering Xiao Er on the ground, who had barely regained a shred of consciousness:

"Scram."

To Xiao Er, this word was nothing short of the sound of heaven!

He didn't care about the piercing pain in his wrist and jaw, scrambling away into the depths of the jungle, terrified that Qi Yun would change his mind.

Only then did Qi Yun turn around to look at the two girls behind him, who were still shaken.

"It's okay now."

His voice slowed down, carrying a reassuring calm.