Night Without End-Chapter 10 - 7 Encounter

The outside of the village was pitch black, and objects were hard to discern; few people ventured out at this time.

"Uncle Yang?" Not far from the village, Qin Ming spotted a burly man.

Yang Yongqing was surprised: "Xiao Qin, Shallow Night has not yet arrived, why are you going out so early?"

"I wanted to try my luck outdoors, see if there are any frozen dead beasts," Qin Ming responded.

Yang Yongqing smiled and said, "We had the same idea; I just took a round outside the mountain, but unfortunately, I found nothing."

Qin Ming was astonished; this middle-aged man with a face full of beard had actually just returned from outside, that's quite early.

"How could Uncle Yang possibly be doing the same as me? Could it be that he is in pursuit of some rare and spiritual game?" He knew, Yang Yongqing was powerful, one of the few Newcomers of Shuangshu Village.

Just as the two exchanged a few words, they spotted a shadow moving in the distance.

"Mountain Patrol," Yang Yongqing murmured.

In an era without the sun, the wilderness was especially dangerous, necessitating highly skilled individuals to patrol the mountains for vigilance.

A man in leather armor appeared, tall and muscular, carrying a bow and arrow, clutching an Iron Spear, his long hair flowing, exuding a wild, powerful aura.

"Brother Shao," Yang Yongqing called out.

Shao Chengfeng nodded, around forty years old with a very sharp gaze, he stopped nearby and said: "Such a young age to be out with you, isn't that the sick boy?"

"The sick boy is from the neighboring village..." Yang Yongqing explained.

"You folks at Shuangshu Village are not doing well, you haven't had any Golden-age Newcomers in the recent decades," Shao Chengfeng said bluntly.

Yang Yongqing felt it was normal; hardly anyone in this region had their rebirth at fifteen or sixteen, talent cannot be forced.

He spoke, "I never realized before, the sick boy is so powerful. I heard that after recently making up for his physical deficits, his bodily condition improved significantly."

Shao Chengfeng nodded, "Indeed, very impressive. Just don't know if he can match up with the distinguished young ones in that bright city far away."

"That's challenging. The land breeds its own kind of people." Yang Yongqing was touched; he had seen the prosperity in the city and knew the splendor brought by advanced force books.

"Indeed." Shao Chengfeng agreed with the situation, saying: "I heard that two exceptional teenagers appeared there, surpassing all the historical Golden-age Newcomers, a boy and a girl, stunning the entire region."

"Truly a land of Spiritual essence." Yang Yongqing felt envious but not jealous, as those were too far from them, irreconcilable.

Qin Ming listened intently the entire time without intervening.

After a brief stop, Shao Chengfeng disappeared into the night.

No one knew what level of creatures inhabited the depths of the dark mountains, how many dangerous tribes there were, necessitating the Mountain Patrol to monitor and warn the exterior areas.

Qin Ming asked: "Are all the Mountain Patrol people so formidable, do they have to go into the mountains every day?"

"Some people are very responsible," Yang Yongqing replied.

Qin Ming was stunned; did that imply that some were not responsible? He hadn't expected this burly, bearded man to answer so implicitly.

"The situation in the mountains is very wrong, too dangerous. I reckon it won't be long before an upper 'Mountain Sweeping Action' occurs, likely with High class Young Masters following. Xiao Qin, you should strive harder to achieve rebirth in your Golden age." Yang Yongqing patted his shoulder, "Perhaps a noble lady might take a fancy to you and change your fate."

The two parted ways, Yang Yongqing headed back to the village.

Qin Ming mulled over the information as he headed towards the wilderness.

He moved swiftly through the chest-high snow, like cutting through waves, snow splashing to both sides of the path.

At this time, the night was not so dense; Shallow Night arrived, and the mountain forests seemed somewhat visible.

Qin Ming stood outside the mountain, heightening his vigilance since it's unknown what dangers lurked in unseen areas.

With a growl, his stomach growled, signaling hunger again, which he had forcibly suppressed when he ran into an acquaintance on the road earlier, now completely ineffective.

His stomach acid refluxed as he looked at the dim forest, clutching the Hunting Fork, he dashed into it.

He passed the habitation of mutant squirrels, climbed over a small hill, going further than last time.

Shortly after entering the deeper woods, he discovered many traces, like animal bones and large hoof prints; there wasn't much need to worry about the thick snow making it hard to walk, as many animals had already trampled some paths.

A whining sound came, like a woman weeping, which was quite unusual in such a wild forest.

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Qin Ming abruptly sped up, searching for the source of the sound in the mountain, and soon approached the location.

In the pitch-dark forest, pairs of green eyes looked on, with several creatures vaguely visible, at least a dozen.

Those unfamiliar with the truth might have been scared by the crying earlier, but for those who frequently roamed the wilderness, this could be an opportunity.

Qin Ming charged forward with his Hunting Fork, immediately causing a fluttering sound as about a dozen creatures swiftly flew into the night sky, all scared away.

This was a type of carnivorous night bird, two feet in length, likes to live in groups, sounds like a gentle weep, preying on various small animals and sometimes attacking humans.

Qin Ming reached them instantly, thinking it a pity, all that was left on the ground was a pile of bloody bones and a few pieces of stained broken animal skin IPPROTO.