"Then let’s set a time and head out together!"
"We’re all set and planning to move tomorrow, at the latest, by six in the afternoon at the intersection of daylight and nighttime, after dinner."
"What about you guys?"
Lisa asked enthusiastically.
Lin Feng considered it. The ordered electric vehicle would be ready by tomorrow morning, and they could prepare in the afternoon, setting off by nightfall.
"No problem, let’s set out at six in the evening!"
"Shall we meet on the left side of Oasis Avenue then?"
Lisa shook her head, and added:
"The right side! The Rock-Horned Horse herd is headed that way."
"There’s one more thing, regarding the division of the rewards for this cooperation, because there are so many beasts, once the hunting is done and we’ve divided them, it’s each to their own ability..."
"Whoever kills it, whoever catches it, gets to keep it!"
"Try not to snatch targets that others have locked onto!"
Lin Feng smiled and nodded in agreement.
Knowing that the other party had rich experience and was simply using his team for help, it was impossible for an even split.
If luck was bad, his team might only end up with a few middle to late-stage Rock-Horned Horse carcasses, sprinting long distances for dozens of kilometers just to earn two or three hundred points in the end.
On average, it wouldn’t cover the cost of supplies and the depreciation from wear and tear on the equipment’s durability.
But he also held the same thought.
He wanted to learn from Lisa’s team’s rich experience on how to hunt and capture the Rock-Horned Horse herd before going solo.
After reaching an agreement, Lisa smiled.
She then returned to the front of the camp vehicle to report the matter to the captain.
Soon, a burly man emerged from the back of a small electric vehicle.
With the same foreign appearance, a thick beard, deep brown hair, and whitening temples.
His face full of wrinkles and scars, with a deep gaze.
He obviously was a seasoned Wasteland Hunter.
But what Lin Feng was more concerned about was the worn, patched-up clothes, surprisingly an old earth’s desert camo combat suit.
This old guy, looking almost fifty, was actually from the old military!
The man approached Lin Feng and another.
Fixing his gaze on Lin Feng, he extended his hand:
"My name is Duncan, captain of this team."
Lin Feng looked at this middle-aged man, taller than Li Hu by several degrees, with a serious demeanor, raising his hand for a handshake:
"Hello... I’m Lin... Feng..."
On shaking hands, Lin Feng immediately felt a substantial power transmitted with the shake, making his reply stuttered and discontinuous.
Duncan didn’t crush or lock in tightly but slowly squeezed forcefully.
No matter how Lin Feng struggled or resisted, he couldn’t withstand the strong grasp of the other party.
This middle-aged foreign man, suspected of being a former Federation soldier, possessed a physique and power far surpassing an average Level 9 Enhanced Person.
The nine hundred kilograms of force Lin Feng exerted couldn’t loosen the tightening grip of his rough big palm.
Fortunately, the other side had no malice and didn’t tighten the grip to lock in.
After testing for a few seconds, he voluntarily let go.
Lin Feng subtly retracted his right hand, placing it behind his hip, with the palm marked with red prints from struggling against Duncan’s calloused palm.
"Just call me Old Duncan, young man."
Duncan’s face remained expressionless, as if the previous test never happened, or perhaps, after confirming Lin Feng’s team’s strength, he gradually lowered his guard.
Lin Feng forced a smile in response:
"Pleasant cooperation, Uncle Duncan."
After a brief face-off, Old Duncan nodded and returned to the vehicle.
Lisa approached, a bit embarrassed:
"Sorry, that’s just how our captain is, old-fashioned like an antiquity, with a poker face, you’ll get used to it."
Lin Feng hummed in response, mounted his bicycle, taking Liu Qian to leave the area, returning to the bus lodge.
On the way, the keen Liu Qian noticed Lin Feng’s odd manner and inquired about the reason.
Lin Feng then described the extraordinary strength on Old Duncan, which shouldn’t exist on an elderly:
"He’s definitely older than Li Hu, at least over forty, but that grip, I feel it’s stronger than even the evolved Chen Shanshan..."
"This is too unusual, better be cautious of this captain."
Liu Qian narrowed her eyes, quickly thinking of a situation:
"Do you think he might have awakened a superpower during the late enhancement phase?"
"Just like you and Chen Shanshan, but it’s in terms of physical strength!"
Lin Feng frowned, it indeed seemed possible.
Judging from this, the strength assessment of Lisa’s group might have another level due to Old Duncan.
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"Let’s see, anyway, our main goal of this cooperation is learning their experience."
"They’ll probably return in four or five days, and we still have many tasks, once they leave, we can continue capturing Rock-Horned Horses."
"No need for conflict."
A large beast herd consists of at least hundreds or thousands of Rock-Horned Horses, with several dozen Tier One ones.
There are too many targets, there’s absolutely no shortage of prey, just like Lisa said, everyone just counts on their abilities.
Liu Qian nodded, knowing that this joint hunt was different from the previous cooperation with Li Hu’s team.
The Desert Wolf Pack had only one, and the number was limited.
Finding a large Rock-Horned Horse Beast Group, there’s essentially no end to killing, the hard part was how to capture them alive.
Lin Feng and the others returned to the bus lodge, where Chen Shanshan had already taken Ding Yi to the bathhouse to cleanse.
Washing away the blood and grime from the last wolf pack hunt.
To be in a clean and relaxed optimal state for the impending long journey through the wilderness.