Ahh... a snake, an eight-headed monster! Help!
"A silver centipede, oh my God, two meters long, it's chasing me. Help, Chu Feng, you bastard, is this what you call a paradise? Quickly get rid of these bugs for me!"
"Here comes another one, a black tiger, smashing thousand-pound boulders with a single swipe of its paw. Ahh... I can't run anymore. King Bull Demon, save me, Chu Feng, help!"
On this day, Zhou Quan was screaming and running for his life, exhausted to the point of foaming at the mouth, almost convulsing in fear.
Finally, by noon, the yellow ox got hungry and needed to eat, thus ending their ordeal.
At this moment, tears welled up in Zhou Quan's eyes, feeling incredibly happy that it was finally over.
His voice was hoarse; all morning he had been either shouting while fleeing or spewing fire to fight beasts, leaving his throat swollen.
"Brother, you're too cruel. Not only are my heart, liver, and lungs trembling, but even my soul is quivering!" Zhou Quan panted heavily, sitting on the ground.
Looking back, the mist-covered mountains full of monstrous roars made him truly unwilling to enter again. Today's experience was unforgettable, etched deeply into his memory.
"Do you know why I can deal with fierce birds and giant beasts? It's because I come here every day to hone myself, gradually adapting," Chu Feng comforted.
"How can I compare with you? With one punch, you can crush thousand-pound rocks and blast down huge birds dozens of meters long. You yourself are a monster; I can't survive here," Zhou Quan exclaimed.
"You are a special person; the flames you spit out can melt metal and stone, extremely powerful. As long as you can fully control it, moving through the mountains shouldn't be a problem," Chu Feng said.
He believed that as a special person, Zhou Quan's abilities could be enhanced, but only through continuous honing could the latent powers within him be forced out.
Meanwhile, since Zhou Quan had grown bull horns, perhaps the fruit he ate was indeed related to the Bull Demon clan. Letting the yellow ox teach him some skills might help ensure his survival.
Chu Feng spoke solemnly about his concerns for the future. The world was still undergoing strange changes, and the monsters in the mountains might someday rush out.
Moreover, who knew if there would be even more terrifying events.
In such extraordinary times, only by improving oneself could one possibly survive in the future.
Seeing how serious he was, Zhou Quan felt dispirited. In today's world, who didn't have a deep sense of crisis? Many people harbored hidden worries as the world became increasingly incomprehensible.
"Brother, I know you mean well, and you're right. I'll give it my all!" Zhou Quan resolved.
In the mountains, the two men and the ox sat together by the fire, roasting the golden, oil-shiny leg of a bird of prey, emitting an enticing aroma. The oil sizzled as it dripped onto the fire.
"Why does it smell so good?" Zhou Quan forgot his earlier suffering, staring at the golden meat, unable to stop swallowing saliva, especially after being tormented all morning, making his hunger unbearable.
"It's ready!"
Chu Feng sprinkled salt and coated it with honey, making the bird's leg even more aromatic. He himself was also eager to taste it.
"Moo!"
The two humans and the ox began devouring the delicious meal.
In an instant, the sound of chewing and swallowing filled the air as they wolfed down the food.
"God, amazing, I've never tasted such fresh and fragrant wild game. This meat is incredible, something you can't find outside!" Zhou Quan marveled.
This wasn't an exaggeration. Certain fierce birds and beasts had exceptionally tasty meat, which became very palatable with just a little processing, releasing a rich aroma that lingered for a long time.
A large bird leg was completely devoured by them. If not for being too full, they might have roasted another leg.
"So satisfying, this flavor, hmm, better than a feast fit for the gods. Just for these delicacies, I'll definitely come back here!" Zhou Quan lay there contentedly, patting his bulging belly, seemingly forgetting his earlier wretchedness.
Chu Feng and the yellow ox were eating a type of bright red berry, melting in the mouth, sweet and fragrant, a rare delicacy.
For several days, they had supplemented their diet with various berries, finding them quite delicious.
Zhou Quan tried one and immediately started grabbing more, even when there was no room left in his stomach, insisting and claiming this place would indeed become his paradise.
The yellow ox heard this and immediately sneered, taking out a communicator, tapping vigorously, showing him some photos taken earlier.
Upon seeing them, Zhou Quan flew into a rage.
"Bull Demon King, you dared to secretly photograph me, capturing brilliant moments instead of ugly ones?" he shouted angrily.
Each photo had its own unique feature. Chu Feng glanced at them and burst out laughing.
One showed Zhou Quan rolling his eyes in terror, nearly fainting. Another depicted him crying and fleeing in panic. Yet another captured him with wide eyes, scared to the point of wetting himself...
Only a few photos, each a "classic," hitting Zhou Quan's sore spots.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Zhou Quan turned pale, exclaiming, "That's... Embarrassment Sharing Network, posted there!?"
The yellow ox proudly nodded, meaning it was simple to post a few pictures!
Zhou Quan nearly spat blood. What was the Embarrassment Sharing Network? As the name suggested, a platform specifically for sharing embarrassing photos, visited daily by countless people.
Any slightly interesting embarrassment photo was guaranteed to spread quickly.
Zhou Quan panicked, shouting, "Bull Demon King, I'm going to fight you!"
However, the ox kicked him aside, finding his reaction inexplicable. Posting a few pictures, why get so worked up? Too rash, unfit for greatness.
"Bull Demon King, you bully!" Zhou Quan raged, hopping mad.
"Don't worry, many new images appear daily, and some are buried without even surfacing," Chu Feng consoled.
This gave Zhou Quan some comfort, calming him down slightly.
He approached the yellow ox to check the view count, only to see his blood pressure spike, vision darken, nearly collapsing.
How much time had passed, already nearing ten thousand views!
"Bull Demon King, I'm going to kill you!"
Zhou Quan moaned, his face turning green.
"The views are rising fast, officially entering the ten-thousand mark, truly a viral image," Chu Feng remarked.
"Heaven help me, someone save me!" Zhou Quan held his head, overwhelmed, sensing these images might expose him to the whole nation.
But not in a positive light, given it was the Embarrassment Sharing Network.
"Bull Demon King, your doing!" Zhou Quan charged, wrestling with the ox.
Clearly outmatched, he was easily subdued.
"Damn cow, what are you laughing at? After committing such a universally condemned act, don't you feel any shame?" Zhou Quan yelled furiously.
The ox ignored him, engrossed in reading comments under the pictures.
Zhou Quan glanced, noticing over ten thousand comments, causing his blood pressure to soar again.
"These images alone are passable, but together, they form a set of premium emoticons. Look, there's extreme horror with rolled eyes, tearful sorrow, and terrified escape... Together, it's truly divine!
"Indeed, imagine it trending for half a year or more. I need to download a set!"
"This guy is funny, what era are we in, still sporting a pompadour."
"Thanks to the poster, already saved and added to my emoji pack."
Zhou Quan snatched the communicator, typing rapidly to battle those who left comments.
Chu Feng watched, speechless.
"Administrator, delete these images!"
Zhou Quan angrily commented, trying to report and request deletion.
Simultaneously, he reported commenters for ganging up on him.
Soon, the administrator replied: Sorry, your deletion request failed. These images received over ninety-nine percent approval and will be pinned for a month.
"Pfft!"
Zhou Quan couldn't hold back his urge to spit blood. Not only did his deletion request fail, but the images would also be pinned for a month! What kind of admin was this, cursing loudly.
"Haha..." Chu Feng couldn't help laughing uncontrollably.
As for the instigator, the yellow ox, it floated blissfully, enjoying praise from countless commenters.
"Great poster, accept my admiration, thank you!"
"Divine images, great talent!"
Seeing the ox reveling in adoration, Zhou Quan couldn't bear it, his blood pressure soaring dangerously, nearly smashing the communicator.
The ox swiftly grabbed it back.
"Not bad!" Chu Feng reviewed the images carefully.
Amidst despair, Zhou Quan found some comfort hearing this, nervously asking, "Do you think these images aren't that embarrassing?"
"Very embarrassing. I just think it's fortunate that the monsters chasing you weren't captured, nothing leaked, so, relatively okay!" Chu Feng responded.
Zhou Quan turned away, ignoring him.
Shortly after, Zhou Quan's communicator rang, someone calling him.
"Big cousin, you're so talented, those divine images went viral instantly."
Hearing this, Zhou Quan stomped in anger, wanting to smash the device but realizing it was his own, ended the conversation forcefully.
Then, another call came, this time from his second cousin, praising him loudly, "Cousin, I admire you immensely, so talented!"
"Talented my ass, go away!" Zhou Quan exploded in frustration.
The communicator kept ringing non-stop, friends seeking him out.
Zhou Quan, utterly defeated, turned it off, his face dark as a pot."