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Whether ’s mouth was blessed by the gods remained uncertain, but his brain certainly seemed cursed.

no longer worried about running off in the middle of the night. To ward off potential wolf attacks, she gathered a large pile of dry branches and twigs from the wilderness, fueling the campfire into a roaring blaze. Without weapons, fire was their only defense against predators.

Of course, while fire was universally effective at deterring animals, nothing was foolproof. Just to be safe, Gu Lang abandoned his earlier lethargy, rummaging through his backpack for a collapsible shovel and beginning to dig traps around the tent.

Whether due to the presence of the fire or because the wolves had other targets, Wang Ping—who possessed sharp vision and acute hearing—detected no signs of approaching predators despite remaining vigilant. The occasional distant howl served as a reminder that the pack was still out there.

Gu Lang dug several half-meter-deep pits around the tent, filling them with broken branches in an attempt to create rudimentary traps. Wang Ping wanted to point out that such tactics would be useless against wolves, given their intelligence and night vision, but he decided against it. It wasn’t often Gu Lang took initiative, and Wang Ping didn’t want to dampen his enthusiasm.

Seeing some of the firewood she’d collected being wasted on these ineffective traps, Yuan Xiaoxiao rose again to gather more from afar. Little Four, now reenergized after a hearty meal, trotted happily behind her.

Gu Lang’s live stream had been turned off for the night, and the tablet rested inside the tent, charging via power bank. However, the power bank itself wouldn’t last much longer, meaning Gu Lang might lose contact with the outside world before reaching . Wang Ping remembered the spare tablet he’d brought along, which now lay forgotten in the Wrangler’s drawer.

“Perhaps I should scout ahead?”

Passive waiting wasn’t Wang Ping’s style. Years of working security ingrained in him the habit of preemptively investigating potential dangers near any campsite. Seeing Yuan Xiaoxiao wander far enough not to notice his movements, Wang Ping retrieved his small backpack, activated the drone, and strapped it onto his back.

“Ptui!”

Gu Lang spat out a mouthful of dirt as he dug his fourth pit. He was tossing a stone aside when he noticed Wang Ping standing by the campfire, the drone secured firmly on his back.

“Boss, what are you—”

Before Gu Lang could finish, Wang Ping pressed the controller on his chest. The drone’s propellers whirred to life, lifting Wang Ping into the air within seconds. Within moments, he ascended over ten meters high and sped off toward the direction they’d come from.

“Hey!”

Gu Lang dropped the shovel and leapt out of the pit, shouting after Wang Ping’s retreating figure, “Where are you going?!”

Hearing the shout, Yuan Xiaoxiao turned back momentarily, only to see Gu Lang wasn’t addressing her. Rolling her eyes, she resumed her trek toward a patch of near the lake.

Back at the camp, Gu Lang shook his head silently, muttering, “He learns fast… even faster than me.”

Resuming his digging, Gu Lang’s mind wandered back to Wang Ping’s takeoff.

“I wonder if there’s a device that lets humans fly…”

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Flying nearly a kilometer in the direction of the howls, Wang Ping finally spotted signs of the wolf pack near a grove of pine trees. To his relief, it appeared the wolves weren’t targeting their group; they were hunting. The howls they’d heard earlier were likely commands from the .

Hovering above the scene, Wang Ping observed the chaos below. A dozen were surrounded by the pack, desperately darting left and right in an attempt to escape. Most of the herd had fled, leaving these stragglers trapped.

“What a tragedy…” Wang Ping sighed.

The Tibetan antelope, known locally as the “,” was a rare species endemic to the plateau and classified as a second-level protected animal. With its striking appearance—especially the distinctive white heart-shaped patch on its rump—it perfectly embodied the image of a precious wildlife species. Among enthusiasts, it was affectionately nicknamed the “Highland White Butt.”

Unfortunately, these “white butts” were about to turn red. As the wolves tightened their circle, it seemed few, if any, would escape.

Sighing deeply, Wang Ping prepared to return. But then, something caught his eye—a familiar figure among the wolves. The alpha stood slightly apart, blood staining its hind leg.

“Could it really be?”

Wang Ping’s thoughts darkened. Perhaps this was the butterfly effect in action. Had Gu Lang simply driven away without shouting earlier, the alpha might have fallen prey to the bear. Those antelopes wouldn’t be under attack, and their group might already be miles away, free from worry.

Every action rippled outward, interconnected. Truly, “I did not kill Bo Ren, yet he dies because of me.”

Unable to watch further, Wang Ping feared he might descend and attack the alpha himself. Turning the drone back toward camp, he muttered inwardly, This debt will settle with someone soon enough.

As if sensing his departure, the alpha wolf glanced up at the sky, letting out a mournful howl. The pack surged forward, each member targeting their chosen prey. The cries of the doomed antelopes pierced the night air.

Upon returning, Wang Ping scanned the area for Yuan Xiaoxiao before descending. Gu Lang rushed over eagerly to ask about the flight experience, but Wang Ping ignored him, rummaging through his bag for beef jerky instead. Finding little left, his mood soured further.

That evening, dinner was hastily consumed. Gu Lang and Yuan Xiaoxiao took turns keeping watch while Wang Ping slept inside the tent with Little Four. Before dawn, Yuan Xiaoxiao woke everyone, urging them to move quickly. Clearly, she’d grown weary of traveling with this motley crew and wanted to end the journey as soon as possible.

Wang Ping harbored no objections. The most important task of their trip was complete, and he was eager to return home to check the results online. True to form, Gu Lang’s legs ached terribly upon waking, causing him to groan incessantly. Only when Yuan Xiaoxiao preemptively started the live stream did he reluctantly rise, unwilling to face the camera otherwise.

However, shortly after setting out again, barely five hundred meters westward, the trio came to an abrupt halt. There, directly in their path, lay the carcass of a freshly killed Tibetan antelope, its body illuminated starkly under the streaming camera’s lens.

TLN: The phrase “I did not kill Bo Ren, yet he dies because of me” comes from a real story during China’s . It was said by , a powerful official, after his close friend (courtesy name Bo Ren) was wrongly executed.

Wang Dao suspected Zhou Yi of betraying him during a political crisis and allowed his brother to arrest and kill him. Later, Wang Dao found out that Zhou Yi had actually been loyal all along. Filled with regret, he said this line to express his deep guilt—he hadn’t killed Bo Ren himself, but his mistake caused his death.

This story is often used in Chinese culture to show how someone's actions or silence, even without bad intent, can lead to terrible outcomes. It teaches the importance of careful judgment and moral responsibility.

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