Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 911

In autumn in the northern hemisphere, there is a hint of coolness in the air.

The Kilimanjaro Mountains blocked the humid monsoon blowing from the Indian Ocean, and the abundant water vapor poured into the grasslands, dissipating the heat of the day and making it a bit colder. At night, the clear sky was full of stars.

The howling of jackals undulates on the vast plains, and the red-necked nighthawks fly under the cover of darkness. When passing sideways with the same kind, their chirps are like sad cries, praying plaintively to the silent gods on the African wilderness with.

Otherwise, the night was empty.

Cecil, the eight-year-old male lion, paced around, walking briskly across the sandstone path, occasionally taking long strides and jumping over rough ground.

The soles of the soup-plate-sized feet scratched the rocky ground, and the quartz sand squeezed and collided, making a crisp sound.

The majestic lion will only stop for a while when he wants to leave a scent on the bushes by the roadside.

As the only dimorphic feline in the world, its mane fluttering in the night wind strongly declares Cecil's undisputed king status in this tropical grassland.

Since becoming the lion king occupying this territory, for the past five years, Cecil has patrolled the territory every night, using scent to demarcate the boundary to maintain his dominance.

This is why a male lion does not need to hunt; its job is to secure its territory and fight off intruders.

With a forceful scrape on the sandy ground with his back paw, Cecil heavily underlined his "smell signature" as the end of today's work

Just as the lion king was shaking his hair and preparing to return to the lion group, a strong and unique smell suddenly came from the darkness ahead.

Elephant meat!

Cecil fluttered his nostrils, easily smelling the owner of the smell, and his mood became agitated.

Like meat, what a long-lost food.

In the vast grassland, even the lions have animals that they don't want to touch-elephants.

No matter how powerful the lion group is, facing the largest overlord unit on land, they have to live in harmony carefully, even if they are hungry, they have to endure pain.

To eat a meal of elephant meat, the lions can only encounter an old starved elephant by luck, or a carcass after being killed by humans.

Generally, they are the remains of human beings. The old elephants that starved to death often died near the water source. They were eaten by crocodiles early on. The skeletons that were still stained with shredded meat were covered with leeches and ants, and became rancid. Unbearable, basically inedible.

However, the elephants killed by humans are almost intact except for the broken head. As long as they can drive away the hyenas who smell the smell, they can have a comfortable meal.

Cecil didn't understand why humans killed an elephant and didn't eat it, but the experience of his ancestors told him that it was never wrong to stay away from humans. They were more vicious than hyenas.

It had been a long time since he had eaten elephant meat, and the smell of a dead elephant suddenly came from the darkness, which undoubtedly strongly attracted Cecil, who had just finished his work and became hungry.

Experience tells the Lion King that a free lunch is delivered to your door.

But the wreck appeared to be slightly different, and based on the big cat's experience, it should have avoided it.

There is a human smell on it.

It can smell it.

No matter how quiet humans think they are and try to avoid emitting odors, animals can always find clues.

Clothes rattled, toothpaste and deodorant smelt of gun grease and plastic.

Unless everything about industrial society is abandoned, naked and covered in mud, these smells are so out of place in the sensory world of wild animals, like a white snowflake drifting into a black coal mine.

The strong, alluring smell of blood and food, mixed with the complex smell of industrial products, made Cecil hesitate.

But that meaty smell was so fragrant that every empty intestine was dangling desperately, sending a signal to the brain to eat.

Maybe it's those humans who drive big monsters and like to roar?

Cecil thought.

Experience told Cecil that humans are terrifying, their "sharp claws" can easily penetrate the thickest rhino skin, but it is also used to the existence of humans.

More and more humans are authorized to enter the national park for photography trips. The Lion King has long been accustomed to the smell of humans. It never approaches or drives away. It can only wait for the strong, unnatural atmosphere to slowly dissipate on the grassland. .

These people must have happened to be passing by.

Doubting neighbors and stealing axes, if you have someone you suspect, you will bring wrong information and constantly strengthen your own logic chain. This is a mistake that even the smartest human beings will make, let alone a hungry lion?

It's a pity that this time, it was no longer the people Cecil was familiar with who were eyeing the Lion King this time.

To minimize the impact of smells and sounds, and prevent them from dispersing in the clearing, the furtive people took shelter on a platform raised on a tree trunk downwind of the elephant carcass.

An ugly man crouched on a high platform, looking at the lion king who stepped into the trap step by step according to the plan, the man grinned involuntarily, revealing his white teeth, it can be seen that he must cherish his teeth very much.

But the man obviously didn't cherish nature. He was holding a powerful compound bow in his hand, and he held a sharp arrow in the quiver with his palm with slightly blurred fingerprints. It was self-evident what he wanted to do.

Palmer is an ugly dentist. For this hunt, he spent a full three hundred thousand dollars to get everything done, just for a few photos after the hunt was successful.

A burly guide accompanied Palmer on the left, and on his right, there was another man with a tougher temperament sitting hugging him like a bodyguard. Obviously, this man holding a gun was the safety bolt of the hunting operation.

In order to ensure concealment and safety, they dragged the elephant carcass to the open space with an off-road vehicle, then built a platform on a nearby tree and set up a hunting tent for camouflage, while looking down to observe the elephant carcass better .

After completing the disguise, Palmer went up to the platform and waited quietly for the lion to show up.

Sitting motionless in this narrow hiding place, and facing all kinds of reptiles, flying mosquitoes, this was a hard job, but in the face of the loot to come, the excitement washed away all negativity factor.

This reminded Palmer of his childhood memories of sitting in front of a game console holding his urine and breaking through levels. However, as he grew older, he liked some more exciting sports and had the financial resources to put them into practice.

As the lion keeps approaching, everyone knows that this wait will be over soon.

This king lion is an excellent target for hunting - alone on the border of the reserve, while still accustomed to the presence of humans.

Cecil sniffed the open space, and finally the attraction of the elephant meat overcame its vigilance. It slowly approached the elephant carcass, and its fangs and scissors tore off the hard elephant skin that felt like dry wood, revealing the bright red flesh and blood. Tissue, a more intense smell emerges.

After just a few minutes, Cecil, who was devouring himself, didn't notice that the arrow in the hunter's hand was already on the string.