A shadow darted quickly through the deep mountain wilderness, moving so fast that it was hard to tell if he was carrying a child.
Ping’an held tightly to his neck with one hand and gripped the stone in the cloth bag hanging on his chest with the other. If an animal appeared, he could help.
The expressions on the father and son’s serious faces were identical. When they heard a rustling sound not far away, both their eyes lit up, and they looked in that direction.
Zhang Guoqing didn’t rush to act and asked softly, "What is it?"
Ping’an made a funny face — pig!
Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up, "At least five hundred meters away. We’re not in a hurry; let’s listen for other animal sounds first. Before hunting, you need to survey the surroundings. Some directions have cliffs, those areas are dead zones. Even if you are confident, you can’t go there.
If there are other dangerous animals at the target location, you also have to detour. Animals are actually quite intelligent, similar to people. They understand ’the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind’.
Ping’an nodded seriously.
"This hunt is secondary. Dad will first teach you how to use the trees around you to navigate without a compass, how to escape when in the Mist Forest, and if injured, how to use materials at hand to treat your wounds. There are many first aid skills you must learn well. Once you’ve learned, you’ll be the master of the forest."
"Dad, you’re incredible! Teach me everything."
Zhang Guoqing patted him, "Haste makes waste. Take it slow; when there’s time, Dad will take you to the mountains. Once you’ve learned enough, we father and son will find someone to accompany us deep into the mountains."
Ping’an nodded seriously. His dad mentioned finding Grandpa Wang and the others.
"Once you’re familiar with the forest in the North, next time we’ll take you to the South. The weather there is humid, and the miasma and venomous insects can easily take your life if you’re not careful. So even if you’ve learned some skills, you can’t be careless."
"I understand."
Zhang Guoqing looked worriedly at the child he was carrying. Where would his child’s path lead in the future? He was still young, first let him learn survival skills, and later, when he grows up, they can reassess.
Setting aside these worries, Zhang Guoqing began meticulously pointing out the surrounding environment, the land underfoot, trees, and weeds, imparting his teachings carefully.
This time, the training went beyond just hunting knowledge; it included special forces wilderness survival skills he learned in his past life and crisis self-rescue methods suggested by hired mercenaries.
Zhou Jiao spared no effort for this trip to the Northeast with the child, aiming for him to be able to self-rescue in crises. Relying on Zhang Guoqing’s memories and her translations of various military magazines, she meticulously compiled a thick stack of manuals. If she weren’t concerned about the target being too large, she would have given them to Zhou Xiaozheng earlier, but the timing was still not right, so she had to wait.
After repeated deliberations, the couple concluded that a high IQ does not guarantee their son could easily cope with ubiquitous crises. Their son still needed to learn essential skills, particularly self-rescue techniques.
Zhang Guoqing was busy, while inside the cabin, Zhou Jiao wasn’t relaxed either. The large rusty iron pot on the cabin’s stove had long been stolen by someone, now replaced by a clay pot, probably added by some old hunter for convenience when staying over.
But these challenges didn’t stump Zhou Jiao, as she didn’t lack iron pots. The small stone-built mouth on top did need cleaning, or else she couldn’t place the pot.
Since she had to clean it, Zhou Jiao decided to use the stones from the top and those from the wall corners to build a large stove in front of the cabin. Soon she had two iron pots set up, and the flames rendered fat into oil, filling the air around the cabin with a delicious aroma.



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