Shi Lang ran away from the encounter site with an injured body. He made a beeline for the swamp. That was the only place he could think of to provide him with a temporary refuge. The shamantis will be chasing after him like mad dogs out for blood.

He was aware that despite the mud and other things over his body, his open wounds will leave a slight trace of blood in the wind. The Inu-la could distinguish a scent from others like day and night and they were trained to sniff out Terrans in the territory. How could he be safe with gashes over his body?

The boy did not spare any effort to think at the moment. He was first going to hide, and let these wounds scab. The medicines he had were strong enough to aid him with this. The journey that earlier took him two days, was now completed in one. That was not all, on the way he did come across three patrol units and clashed with them.

He used the same, knife and sword style to fight with these guys. The medicines he consumed earlier were able to keep him stable. He took down ten Shamantis earlier so taking on five at a time was easier. However, the good times came to an end, when he encountered the fourth patrol. They were five Shamantis with five Inu-la.

Inu-la was said to be a dog but this thing was as big as an adult wolf and five of them were not something Shi Lang was confident in dealing with. He quickly climbed a tree and using his strength he jumped from branch to branch to escape their chase. The boy was gritting his teeth hard the whole way.

When the Shamanti patrol saw him earlier they did not bother to engage him but set these dogs at him. This was a humiliation and it wounded Shi Lang’s pride. He accepted that he was weak, but that did not mean he would let someone trample his pride. As a warrior that much was due but why would the enemy care about his pride?

The Inu-la could not climb the trees, they kept chasing him on the ground. Shi Lang camp up with an idea and jumped down the tree, while holding an unclipped grenade in his hand. The Inu-la came at him with their three inches long canines. He tossed the grenade in the mouth of the leading dog and kicked his jaw before he climbed the tree and rushed away.

This was not a standard nade. This nade was a phaser-nade. Enough to level a city block into a parking lot. The boy rushed after the nade was gulped by the Inu-la. Phaser-nades were smaller than the standard nades but the impact was greater. The Inu-la leader slowed down and whined a bit, the entire pack slowed down.

Wolfs always prioritize the pack over the prey. This delay gave Shi Lang enough time to run away and then ten seconds later, a loud sound rang out in the surroundings.

BOOM!!!

…

Inside the monitoring room, the people saw a bright spot of light emerge on the spot where Inu-las and Shi Lang had an encounter. They were shocked. This shock was a gradual feeling. They were surprised that Shi Lang met the pack head-on. Then the pack slowed down and the boy ran away, leaving a crater in his wake. They did not notice when he took off the phaser-nade and placed it near the Inu-la.

Carlos asked, “It is about time for him to report in.”

As soon as he spoke the communicators rang. He accepted the connection and the other side spoke, “This is cadet Lang, permission to speak freely.”

Charlotte nodded and Carlos relayed, “Go ahead, cadet.”

“FUCK YOU. Do you think it was very smart of you to test me like this? You should have told me earlier, about all this. I swear if I got strong enough, I will make you all pay.” he was enraged and did not care if they were his superiors.

John said in a cold voice, “Did you forget that we are your superiors?”

Shi Lang retorted, “Shove your rank up your ass. I am an honorary cadet. What will you do if I talk to you like this? Bar me from the military? As if you can. If you have the guts take down the so-called leader of the tribe by yourselves. Do not give me this order and code bull **. Did I complain even once about your train methods? But you **ing retards put me in danger for some bull** test of yours? You call yourselves superiors?

Charlotte Knight, I respected you a lot but you are nothing but a twisted menopausal woman. As for the rest of the task, I will do it my way and ** your hourly reports and daily reports. Fuck you all.”

With that, the connection was ended. Shi Lang was allowed to skip the hourly reports when he a day ago and that objective was turned into a daily report. However, now, he decided to not do that as well.

The monitoring room was silent. None of the people expected this silent and calm Cadet to burst up like this. He gave them no face. After a few seconds, Dalia could not help herself and stifled a peal of laughter.

She stood up and said, “I will be right back.”

Charlotte said, “You can laugh here.” as soon as she said that, the whole room erupted in laughter.

They only calmed down after a few minutes and Dalia asked, “How will you punish him?”

Charlotte shook her head and said, “His outburst was necessary. It will help him focus on the task better.”

The rest of the people nodded. Shi Lang had vented and now he will be calm. They again turned their attention to the monitoring screen.

…

Shi Lang was the person who reincarnated, you need to understand that his soul was not reincarnated before eons of slumber. When he found himself in this new world, he tried to adapt and he did that, however, there is a limit to everything. His knowledge of the spiritual era was null in the era without spiritual energy.

His talent back in the first life was not good and he reached the peak when everyone else was already gone miles ahead of him. In this life, he luckily, or thanks to his foolishness, got a second chance, but that too did not come before he suffered humiliation and beatings. Now that he thought he had some strength, these instructors of his sent him outside in a place like this with half the information. That was even more dangerous than giving him no information.

Shi Lang severely underestimated the cunning of the enemy. They let him inside so that they can trap him. Why was he alive then? It was because he had the will to live and also, the enemy looked down on him for falling into the trap.

At the moment he was closing in on the swamp. He picked up a shoot from the ground, it was similar to the bamboo. He looked for a place where the mud was not very dense and after placing the shoot in his mouth, he submerged his head under the surface.

It will take him three hours to completely heal. And the Shamanties will be combing the area soon as well. He began to think of a new strategy.

…

Inside the Shamanti tribe settlement. A purple male was walking all over the floor, with his hands tied to the back. The man had his brows furrowed. The room was simple, made from wooden planks. However, the decoration was anything but pretty. On the right wall, on a big shelf one can spot a lot of jars filled with clear liquid.

Inside these jars were parts of terrans that the man had killed. This man had his body covered with animal skin pelts. His body was muscular and his eyes were cold. The features were all sharp. This person was the leader of this tribe of the Shamantis. The reason he was moving around was not stress or panic.

On the contrary, he was excitedly waiting for his people to drag the Terran who dared to trespass this territory. He wanted to taste the blood of a Terran. Just as he was devising ideas on how to eat the Terran, a man walked into the room and knelt on the floor.

The man said, “Lord, the prey has escaped, we have mobilized patrols. He will be caught and brought here.”

The “Lord” clicked his tongue in disappointment and said, “You can leave, you have a day before I take action on my own, and later I will expect your head to serve as my pisspot.”

The kneeling man did not refute and said, “Thank you for your trust and grace, My Lord. I will complete the task.”

“Lord” waved his hand and dismissed the person. He mumbled, “Terran flesh, ah so nourishing.”