Chen Wen's side.
After arriving at the ice fishing spot, he leisurely chiseled open the ice surface and continued ice fishing.
The Eagle was the sa as usual, exploring the surrounding islands.
However, Chen Wen looked at the Eagle's route, feeling a bit puzzled.
Could this guy be looking for a moose?
This is completely following the footprints left by the moose.
Chen Wen thought for a while but didn't pay much attention.
The Eagle's situation, it can go wherever it pleases.
His main tasks today were to ice fish and chat with the stoat.
To build a closer relationship and learn more about the other party.
It's sowhat like getting married before falling in love.
...
While Chen Wen and the stoat were getting to know each other.
Gaston, on his side, also began to continue ice fishing.
However, unlike Chen Wen, who effortlessly caught fish, Gaston's main goal this ti was to catch enough fish to et his food needs.
Therefore, the pressure he was under was much greater than Chen Wen's.
Soon, he began fishing.
But the whole day, he gained nothing.
There wasn't even a sign of fish biting the hook under the ice.
And with the snow blocking the mountain, Gaston also lost the ability to hunt outside.
He was now caught in a predicant.
...
Like Gaston.
Although Phil made a wooden snare for trapping chickens, he never got the opportunity to use it.
After the snow blocked the mountain, all hunting thods beca useless.
So, after a complex ntal struggle, Phil gave up the competition.
He beca the third contestant to be eliminated.
...
Chen Wen's side.
As he was ice fishing, the crying of the Eagle ca from above.
Chen Wen looked up and saw the Eagle clutching a not-so-large moose antler with its claws.
"Oh? Found a moose?"
Temporarily pausing his communication with the stoat, Chen Wen asked with a chuckle.
Hearing this, the Eagle flapped its wings and slowly landed.
It panted heavily and said: "It was too heavy! You wouldn't know, I followed the moose footprints you ntioned, flying all the way to that big island and found this antler there!"
"After much hardship, I finally brought the antler back!"
"Do you think this antler is useful?"
Hearing this, the corner of Chen Wen's mouth slightly twitched.
If it's useless, it does have so use, like decoration, making small tools.
So he said with a grin: "It's sowhat useful, making a decoration is quite nice."
"Haha, a decoration."
The straightforward stoat laughed so hard on the ice, its eyes full of mockery.
The Eagle beca sowhat annoyed.
It flapped its wings forcefully at the stoat, expressing its dissatisfaction with a gust of wind.
Seeing this scene, Chen Wen couldn't help but laugh.
A mont later, as if unable to swallow this resentnt, the Eagle turned its target to the owner of the antler.
"Chen Wen, let's do it!"
The Eagle's eyes flashed viciously: "That moose, let's get it!"
Hearing this, Chen Wen shook his head and changed the topic: "We have enough food, don't bother with it. Later, I'll modify this antler, set it on a wooden fra, and let you rest on it, how about that?"
The Eagle indeed took the bait.
It let Chen Wen stand the antler up and tried standing on it to see what was comfortable.
But just as the Eagle was standing.
It suddenly said: "By the way, I also heard so strange sounds when I was on the island."
Strange sounds?
"Was it the moose's call?"
Chen Wen said with a smile: "The moose's call, to you, is indeed a strange sound."
But the Eagle shook its head.
"No, it's not like the moose's call. I've seen moose before, and I can distinguish their sounds."
"And the sound I heard on that island... was kind of like, how to say? Kind of like your voice!"
Mine?
This left Chen Wen puzzled.
Is there a human on the island?
He sat up straight, looked at the Eagle, and asked him to recount his experience after arriving at the island.
The Eagle's mory was fairly decent.
After a brief recollection, the Eagle recounted its experience on the island.
And it was the Eagle's narration that made Chen Wen keenly sense sothing was off.
"You an, when you went to the island, you heard human-like sounds directed at you?"
"Yes."
Chen Wen frowned, pondering for a while: "Is it possible that there are others on that island? Other survivors? Or hunters?"
"Unlikely to be hunters. In this kind of weather, with such thick snow, hunters definitely wouldn't enter the forest."
"As for other survivors..."
Chen Wen scratched his head and slapped his thigh: "Forget it, let's not think about it. Whether it's humans or not, we'll find out if we go there!"
He said this and quickly reeled in the fishing line.
Then Chen Wen looked at the Eagle: "Lead the way, let's see what's going on!"
"If it's other survivors, let's see who it is that managed to get here. This person is sothing. We can chat. If it's a hunter, they might have ventured out and got stranded on the island, possibly needing rescue; anyway, there's nothing to lose by checking it out."
Chen Wen said this while looking at the stoat.
He was about to consult the stoat's opinion when the stoat leaped onto Chen Wen's shoulder as if eager.
"Let's go! I love excitent!"
The stoat said excitedly.
Seeing the stoat had no objection, Chen Wen decisively took the stoat along and headed towards the island the Eagle ntioned.
...
About an hour later.
Chen Wen arrived on the island.
The scale of this island was very large, even larger than the island where he previously caught a ground squirrel.
Moreover, the vegetation on the island was lush, almost identical to the forests next to the lake.
However, there were many rocks on the island, and the center of the island was a relatively high hill.
Chen Wen, with the two animals, set foot on the island.
The Eagle imdiately flew up to search for the strange sound.
Whereas Chen Wen held a long spear, acting together with the stoat.
After Chen Wen's party landed on the island.
Inside the hill at the center of the island.
A large-bodied animal slowly stood up from the cave.
It was a moose!
Its ears trembled slightly, listening to the sounds outside.
Unlike the usual sounds, this ti the moose heard so sounds that didn't belong to this island.
Was it the Eagle?
The moose quickly pondered in its mind, its eyes flashing with a wisdom uncharacteristic of animals.
It hesitated for a long ti, finally looking at a pile of broken bones beside it.
These bones seed to have been weathered for a long ti, severely broken.
After thinking for a while.
The moose made a decision.
It slowly walked out of the shelter towards those foreign sounds.
...
Up high.
Using its aerial advantage, the Eagle circled above the treetops.
However, its advantage in vision wasn't very significant.
It could only catch a blur of what was below the canopy.
But as the Eagle circled to the middle of the island, it suddenly noticed a shadow flashing through the forest.
The Eagle was taken aback and quickly swooped down.
But by the ti it perched on the treetop, the forest had already returned to calm.
What happened?
Did I see it wrong?
The Eagle shook its head and took flight again.
It wanted to continue searching for the source of the sound.
However, just after the Eagle flew away, a massive figure stood up from the snow under a furled tree.
It shook off the snow clinging to its body and shook its head.
It was the moose!
The Eagle didn't see it!
Not because the Eagle's eyes were bad, but because this moose was extraordinarily special!
This was an albino moose!
The moose was entirely white, not a single stray hair, even the antlers were white!
Only the area around its eye sockets was slightly reddish.
At this mont, the albino moose stood in the forest, as if all the splendor of nature was concentrated on its body!
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