Wilderness Survival with Druid System

Chen Wen picked up the tent, along with the personal belongings he found in the tent, and returned everything to the young man.

Seeing that his belongings were intact and even cleaned by Chen Wen.

The young man was quite touched.

He sincerely thanked Chen Wen and sifted through the pile of items.

He only took the tent and personal items, not even glancing at things like buckets or bread.

After selecting the items, the young man thanked him again, and directly took out his wallet intending to give some cash to Chen Wen.

Witnessing this, Arseny and Boris’ eyelids twitched.

You fool!

Don’t show your wealth!

This group of men came into the forest with nothing but sleeping bags, they can’t be up to any good!

Taking out your money is basically inviting trouble!

Arseny started to regret it.

He felt he shouldn’t have taken things lightly by putting his weapon back in place.

Nor should he have moved at night.

And certainly, he shouldn’t have taken this job out of greed and hatred!

Sweat began to trickle cold down his nose.

But something unexpected happened for Arseny.

In response to the young man’s actions, Chen Wen merely smiled and waved his hand, indicating he didn’t need the money.

After all, no matter how much the young man gave, he would need somewhere to spend it!

After politely refusing several times, seeing the young man’s sincerity, Chen Wen spoke in English, "If you really want to express your gratitude, could you give us those items?"

Saying this, Chen Wen pointed to a pile of supplies not far away.

The young man was taken aback, and after clearly seeing, he couldn’t help but scratch his head.

He hadn’t planned on taking those after all.

So, he decisively said, "Of course, do you need anything else? I brought quite a lot of supplies this time."

Chen Wen smiled and said, "We can talk about it later, these things are enough for now."

The young man nodded, then took his items and returned to Arseny’s side.

To prevent the young man from struggling with the load, Chen Wen even had Fred help carry quite a few things.

Seeing Chen Wen and the others’ actions, Arseny exchanged a glance with Boris, the meaning was simple: These people probably aren’t bad!

Boris also nodded slightly, and asked, "I also thank you for this young brother, but it seems that you don’t have a tent. Did you encounter some danger that caused you to lose it?"

After Boris finished speaking, Arseny added, "We are members of the Hunter Group. We offer various services for tourists visiting near Baikal Lake. If you need anything, just let us know, and I’ll give you a discount."

Hearing this, Fred whispered to Chen Wen: "Hunter Group...it’s basically like a tour group in your Hua Country, providing guides and guiding services, but they’re allowed to use weapons."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen nodded.

He roughly understood what kind of organization it was.

However, Chen Wen did not plan to get too involved with them.

He thought for a moment, then said in English: "Actually, we’re not just tourists. We’re here to complete a task, or you could say, a challenge."

Hearing this, Boris was a bit confused.

But Arseny seemed to remember something, and couldn’t help but ask in English, "Are you from that Exploration Association?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen nodded.

He looked at Fred, and Fred stepped forward, saying, "I am from the Russian Survival Association, which is also the Exploration Association. These people are my teammates, and we’re here together for the challenge."

Arseny then took a closer look at Fred.

After assessing Fred, Arseny reminded them, "Okay, although I’m not entirely sure why your association would send people to this godforsaken place for a challenge, I still wish you good luck."

Having said that, Arseny and Boris explained their situation in low voices.

As a local in these parts, he had also hosted people taking challenges before, and had had some interactions with the Survival Association.

Hearing that this group had to survive for a hundred days on the shores of Baikal Lake with limited supplies.

Boris couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

A moment later, he slowly said, "You all... better be careful."

Arseny also no longer doubted their identity, but reminded them, "This area used to be my brother’s work area, and there was a wooden cabin here..."

Saying this, Arseny looked at the empty ground, a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.

The wooden cabin?

Chen Wen and the others hadn’t expected that the hunter’s brother was the owner of the cabin, and they too looked at where the cabin once stood.

Now, only some remnants could be seen.

Fred felt a little awkward, but still braced himself and said, "Your brother’s lumber cabin might have collapsed due to time, we found it like this when we arrived and dismantled it."

𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Upon hearing this, Arseny wasn’t angry.

He nodded, "Alright, I was going to tell you that if you needed it, you could stay inside to keep warm."

But with the cabin collapsed, there’s no use in saying it now.

Arseny said, "I see you don’t need anything else, so we’ll be going. Also, about the wild boar..."

Saying this, Boris, receiving Arseny’s signal, pointed to their guns, "The wild boar is our prey, and we’ll be taking it."

For Russians, wild boar isn’t something inedible.

On the contrary, they actually have a preference for wild boar meat here.

Such a big wild boar could fetch quite a bit of money.

But Chen Wen wasn’t happy upon hearing this.

He couldn’t help but say, "Although you fired the first shot, didn’t you let it run away? If it weren’t for us, the wild boar might have run off long ago."

Hearing this, Boris glanced at Arseny.

The two exchanged a look, silent but unreadable.

Moments later, Boris said, "You’ve got a point. So, as thanks, we can give you twenty percent of the boar meat, at most thirty percent!"

At most thirty percent?

Fred and the others didn’t look pleased upon hearing this.

They saw very clearly that if Chen Wen hadn’t taken action and speared the boar, it surely would have escaped further.

Whether its external wounds would have been fatal is another matter.

Fred said, "I think we should discuss the ratio further, as the reason the boar is dead is likely due to Chen Wen’s action. It’s also Chen Wen who killed it, so I feel your offer isn’t very fair."

Hearing this, Boris and Arseny were both stunned.

Chen Wen?

Who’s that?

And why was he the one who killed the wild boar?