“A team of ten, and three are already dead or wounded. Is this common in other years?”

“No, no. It’s rare.” His teammate said, “The Grass Sea Hunt has been going on for centuries. There are already studied methods for dealing with every kind of duonao beast, though new variants do occasionally appear. Generally speaking, our team should be able to handle even six at once without much trouble. Also, when we run into beast herds, multiple teams will also cooperate.”

Although the teams competing in the Fu Realm were rivals, intelligent beings all knew how to adapt. When the pressure grew too great or when there was profit to be had, temporary cooperation was nothing unusual.

He Lingchuan said helplessly, “So if you run into a beast tide, you just lie down and die?”

“Usually, we avoid them.” His teammate shook his head. “We’re not stupid. If a herd is too large, we do our best to stay far away.”

“Over all these years of the Grass Sea Hunt, the greatest threat to us has actually been the Fu Realm’s air.” He smiled bitterly. “Most people who have died here died from suffocation. Some died in their sleep, while others failed to grab a rinsing bead in time and suffocated.”

“Ah…” Right, sleeping in the Fu Realm’s actually quite a big problem. After all, who could keep changing their rinsing bead every...