Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness? Chapter 212 – : Counterattack  

There were rumors that coyotes were very vengeful animals.

This was related to this imprint.

Once something unique happened to the coyotes, they would remember it until they died.

If he was not wrong, the scar on this coyote's face should be caused by a human.

Therefore, after seeing him and his group, the alpha immediately sent the news to its pack, resulting in this situation.

Bell was helpless.

He had clearly become the scapegoat.

“Looks like the alpha coyote has been injured by humans.

He wants to take revenge on us. I feel wronged. It feels very uncomfortable to take the blame for others.

But now is not the time to think about this. Because of this alpha coyote, this pack might stay here for a few days and nights. ”

The people in the live-stream couldn't help but pity Bell.

“These guys are actually so vengeful.”

“Can Bell really hold on for a few days and nights? If you can't hold on, how about calling the rescue team.”

“Bell, charge forward! You're not even afraid of the black bear, why are you afraid of these guys?”

“Previous poster, your intelligence is lacking. There's only one black bear. There are more than thirty coyotes here.”

“Coyote: Look at me!”

“I finally believe that the host is definitely not posing.”

Looking at the comments in the live-stream, Bell smiled.

No matter what, it was a good thing to dispel some of the worries of these fans.

“Alright, thank you for your concerns, everyone. Although our current situation is a little bad, it's not as bad as you think.

Unlike brown bears and black bears, the coyotes cannot hold on for a long period without food.

Let's wait for a while. Perhaps they will leave after dawn.

Moreover, they can't climb. We don't need to waste our energy like this. Let's rest for a while.”

Everyone was speechless when they heard Bell.

Good lord, he was really bold.

Even Ped and the thin man could not help but wonder what could scare Bell.

Just this psychological quality was not something ordinary people could compare to. At least, the two of them knew that they would definitely not be able to sleep in this situation.

In fact, Bell's decision was correct.

It was still night, and they could not do anything even if they wanted to.

Instead of wasting time like this, it was better to rest for a while and replenish their energy.

As for Reserve Food, seeing that Bell was already snoring, it crawled into Bell's arms and continued to sleep.

The little guy was indeed very smart.

If it were in the past, this little guy would definitely not be able to sleep in such a dangerous environment at night.

But ever since it followed Bell, it had food, water, and someone to protect it. It was simply living a carefree life.

Ped and the thin man could only look at each other and comfort each other.

Time passed slowly.

The sun slowly rose.

However, because they were in the forest, the surroundings were still a little dim. It looked like the settings of horror movies from the 1980s and 1990s.

Bell slowly opened his eyes and stretched, looking down.

Realizing that the coyote pack was still there, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Good lord, you really can persevere.

From the looks of it, these coyotes were planning to continue wasting time with him.

Unfortunately, the two sides were two different species, and it was impossible for them to communicate. Otherwise, Bell really wanted to tell these coyotes that he had been wronged.

Sitting in the shelter, Bell felt a little hungry. Since he had nothing to do, he took out his dagger and cut off a piece of bear meat.

Because it had been frozen for too long, the bear meat was like a rock.

Bell felt like he was chewing a piece of ice.

“Get some nutrition. I'm afraid this will continue for a long time.”

Bell handed the bear meat to Ped and the man.

The two of them looked conflicted. After overcoming their psychological difficulties, they cut a few pieces of meat and ate them like Bell.

However, no matter how they looked at it, their expressions were painful. It made people wonder if they were eating the same thing.

“Alright, don't eat too much. Your body will feel uncomfortable if you eat too many cold meat slices.”

Ped and the man stopped.

They put down the bear meat as if they had received amnesty.

Bell looked at the coyotes below.

If not for these hateful guys, he would be having a delicious barbecue of the bear meat.

Looking at these coyotes, Bell became more and more angry.

If he had a gun, he would kill all these guys.

Bell was suddenly stunned.

‘No, although I don't have a gun, I can make a bow and arrows.'

The more Bell thought about it, the more excited he became. He almost stood up in excitement.

In his current situation, he was completely capable of making a bow and arrows. Moreover, he had exchanged for a max-level shooting skill before.

It was to the level of being able to hit a bull's eye from a hundred meters.

Coupled with such a superior position, he would be able to kill most of the coyotes with the bow.

Although he did not have much materials on hand, the wood stored in the shelter was enough for him.

The parachute rope itself had a certain ductility that could be used as a bowstring.

There were many wooden branches used to build the shelter.

It was not a big deal to take out a few.

With this in mind, Bell began to move.

Ped and the man were very puzzled when they saw Bell suddenly move. They wondered what Bell was doing.

“Bell, what are you doing?”

Ped looked at Bell and asked.

“I just thought of something. We can make a bow and arrows. If we can successfully kill these coyotes, even if we can't kill all of them, they will retreat.”

Bell's actions were not slow either.

He separated some wooden sticks and parachute ropes from one end of the shelter.

He began to create a bow and arrows he needed.

There were three types of bows: longbow, recurve bow, and compound bow.

From the looks of it, he could only make a longbow.

Longbows did not have higher lethality.

However, he had the max-level shooting talent. If he could hit a vital point, it would be enough.

With a solution, Bell suddenly felt a trace of anticipation.

Chapter end