The sun had once again unleashed its heat throughout the day, and now it began to plummet toward the west.
The vast forest gradually darkened, and the elongated shadows of everyone spread out, completely covering the deep pit trap in front of them.
In the deep pit, a Monkey-tailed Brown Bear let out the last roar of its life.
The roar was weak, and soon after, it lay in a pool of blood with no breath left.
Its body was almost filled with arrows, and the pit was in a mess, with shattered wooden stakes smashed by the Brown Bear all around. The walls of the trap were not smooth; clearly, the Monkey-tailed Brown Bear had struggled a lot to climb out.
Boom.
Zong Ge was the first to jump down.
He bent down to check the Monkey-tailed Brown Bear's condition and, after ensuring it was indeed dead, waved for the rest of the people to come down and handle it.
The blood was also collected; it could be exchanged for resources and should not be wasted.
