The sky was shrouded in a dense haze.
It was not a good day, with lightning and thunder echoing everywhere.
A small team of about twenty people lurked in the thick shrubs...
All of a sudden, a middle-aged man with a full beard twitched his gaze!
He made a gesture to the people next to him, and the rest of them instantly looked solemn.
Before long, a slight rustling sound emerged from the depths of the dense forest. The group immediately went on high alert!
A wild pig appeared in front of the group, stealthily advancing.
Before the highly alert pig could sense anything, the bearded man raised a high shout!
Everyone, holding either a bow and arrow or a spear with a metal blade, violently leapt out, attacking the pig with their weapons.
Not long after, the painful, mournful squeal of the wild pig echoed through the forest.
"Haha, if I were to say that something has improved over the past ten years, it would be these wild animals - each one is getting stronger."
