57: Chapter 57 Reconnaissance in a Desperate Situation! Compatriots on the Crimson Altar!

"Remember."

"Come back alive."

Qin Yu's cold and cruel command was like a brand, deeply etched into Zhou Jing's soul.

There was not a hint of hesitation, nor a trace of fear.

In Zhou Jing's eyes, which had become as sharp as a hawk's, only endless fanaticism and determination remained!

"Yes! My God!"

"Zhou Jing will not fail her mission!"

She kowtowed heavily and then abruptly stood up.

In the next second, under everyone's horrified gazes, her body swayed slightly, and she seemed to turn into a weightless wisp of blue smoke, silently merging into the darkness at the edge of the camp!

Fast!

Extremely fast!

Even Chen Xiao, who was known for her speed, only managed to catch a glimpse of a blurry afterimage!

"So... so fast!"

"She... she really turned into a hunter!"

"A miracle! This is definitely a miracle!"

The girls erupted in exclamations of wonder, their gazes toward Qin Yu becoming increasingly reverent and fanatical.

Only Su Qingyao, looking in the direction where Zhou Jing had disappeared, had a hint of undetectable worry flash through her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

She walked to Qin Yu's side and whispered, "My God, are you... just letting her go alone?"

"The Bloodfang Tribe has hundreds of warriors and that powerful leader. It's too dangerous for her to go alone."

Qin Yu picked up the fruit wine Lin Waner had refilled for him, took a light sip, and gazed deeply into the boundless darkness.

"A young eagle can only learn to fly after being pushed off a cliff."

"In my Tribe, there is no need for greenhouse flowers."

"If she can come back alive, she will be the Tribe's sharpest eyes."

"If she doesn't return..."

Qin Yu's voice paused and became incredibly cold.

"That only proves she is not worthy of bearing my gift."

The law of the jungle: survival of the fittest.

This was Qin Yu's way of a sovereign.

...

Two hours later.

Deep in the rainforest, it was pitch black.

A shadow, almost merging with the darkness, was silently and nimbly leaping and weaving between the canopies of towering ancient trees.

It was Zhou Jing!

At this moment, she had long lost the greenness and nervousness of two hours ago.

On her face, there was only an absolute calmness, like that of a precision instrument.

After changing classes to [Jungle Hunter], this Prehistoric Rainforest, which was full of danger for others, seemed to have become her own backyard in her eyes!

Her hearing could capture the breathing and heartbeat of any creature within a hundred meters.

Her sense of smell could distinguish over thirty different scents in the air.

Her vision in the dark was no different from daylight!

The passive skill of the [Jungle Hunter]—[Natural Camouflage]—allowed her entire presence to blend perfectly with the surrounding environment. As long as she remained still, even the most skilled hunter could not detect her existence from three meters away!

Soon, that familiar stench in the air, mixed with blood and decay, entered her nostrils again.

The Bloodfang Tribe had been reached!

Zhou Jing did not approach rashly.

Like an ape, she silently climbed one of the tallest and densest ancient trees, suppressed all her aura, and looked through the gaps in the leaves at the brightly lit camp below.

At this sight, even though her heart was as calm as still water, her pupils couldn't help but shrink!

The Bloodfang Tribe's camp was much larger than she had imagined!

And... much filthier!

Hundreds of simple shacks built from animal skins, mud, and withered bones were scattered haphazardly across a vast valley basin.

Throughout the camp, discarded animal bones and garbage were everywhere, emitting a nauseating stench.

Hundreds of Cannibals, men and women, old and young, were gathered around huge bonfires, letting out unintelligible roars and cheers in a chaotic and frenzied scene!

And in the very center of the camp was an even larger, blood-stained altar of terror, built from the skulls of countless unknown creatures and massive stones!

At the top of the altar, a terrifying giant over two and a half meters tall, with muscles knotted like granite and skin covered in blood-colored totems, was holding high a scepter polished from the spine of a giant beast, roaring at the sky!

Without a doubt, he was the leader of the Bloodfang Tribe—Gulu!

Even from hundreds of meters away, Zhou Jing could feel a violent and bloody aura of terror from the giant, like a flash flood erupting!

"Roar!! Kura!!"

Gulu let out a massive roar!

All the Cannibals below, as if gone mad, knelt on the ground, frantically shouting the name of the blood god "Kura" in their own language!

The entire valley echoed with their fanatical and savage shouts!

A large-scale sacrifice was underway!

Zhou Jing's heart suddenly sank!

She knew that a sacrifice required victims!

Her gaze suddenly turned toward the base of that blood-colored altar!

There, a dozen thick wooden stakes were driven deep into the ground.

And on the stakes, there were surprisingly a dozen or so... people, struggling desperately!

The moment Zhou Jing saw those people clearly, her brain went blank with a bang!

These people, though covered in wounds and in a wretched state.

But the clothes they were wearing...

T-shirts!

Jeans!

Sneakers!

She even saw a girl wearing a pink hoodie with a cartoon pattern!

These were all garments of modern civilization!

They, like her, were... survivors from another world! They were compatriots!

Zhou Jing's breathing instantly became rapid!

She saw one of them, a tall young man tied in the very center, using all his strength to roar something in standard Mandarin at the surrounding frenzied savages!

"You beasts! Let me go if you have the guts! I'll take you on one-on-one!"

"Let them go! They're just students! Come at me!"

His voice was soon drowned out by the tsunami-like roars of the Cannibals.

But every word was like a heavy hammer, striking hard against Zhou Jing's heart!

So, it wasn't just their class that had crashed into this rainforest!

So, they weren't the only survivors!

Just as Zhou Jing's mind was reeling!

On the altar, that giant leader Gulu let out another earth-shaking roar!

He suddenly pointed the Giant Bone Scepter in his hand at the dozen or so bound captives!

The Cannibals below instantly became even more frenzied!

Their eyes were bloodshot, greedy saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, and they let out beast-like roars craving flesh and blood!

The sacrifice was about to begin!

These compatriots, who had only just been discovered, were about to be eaten alive by these savages in front of everyone!

No!

This absolutely cannot be allowed to happen!

A flicker of determined killing intent instantly flashed in Zhou Jing's eyes!

She no longer hesitated in the slightest. Like a falling leaf, she silently descended toward the ground from the hundred-meter-high canopy!

Only one thought remained in her mind!

"I must! Immediately! Tell the Patriarch this news!"

"Fast! Even faster!"

"They want to kill our compatriots! They want to use our compatriots to sacrifice to that bullshit blood god!"