Full-Level Fierce Person

"Calm down, Zhixing,"

The little milky puppy panted, tilting his head, his tongue sticking out, putting on a serious husky expression.

"We need to pull ourselves together, otherwise we'll really starve to death."

He transmitted his voice weakly, "You don't want to be the first transmigrator to starve to death, do you?"

Zhixing scorned, "You sure adapted quickly, eh? You've already accepted you're a transmigrator? Xigou!"

The little milky puppy looked at his paws, uncontrollably licked his fur, and said helplessly, "Do you think I freaking wanted to transmigrate into a dog? By the way, why did you get to transmigrate into a human? I just don't get it."

Zhixing spat, "Do you have any clue how many shameless deeds you've done? Huh, heaven is fair, you freaking just don't deserve to be human, get it?"

The little milky puppy refused to accept it, "What, you've never done shameless deeds? Have you paid off your bank loan?"

Zhixing declared righteously, "I bought a property that ended up unfinished, why the hell should I repay the loan?"

After saying this, Zhixing felt inexplicably a lot more relaxed.

He pondered for a while, then said contemplatively, "Let's sort through our current situation. We died together and transmigrated to this unfamiliar world. I became a 'great cow', and you became Xigou."

The little milky puppy protested, "Don't just randomly give me nicknames, my name is Zhang Changji, I stick to the Zhang surname no matter where I go."

Zhixing glared viciously at the little milky puppy and snapped, "Xigou, Xigou, you're the finest of the Xigous!"

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~

The bellies of the man and the dog cried out in unison again.

Hunger swiftly brought them back to reality.

Zhixing no longer had the energy to be angry and, gathering his spirits, he continued his analysis, "According to the memories of my original body, this world is very backward, much like a remote ancient feudal dynasty, with an Emperor and a County Magistrate. The mountain village we're in is called 'Funiu Village', where people live by farming and hunting. However, due to frequent natural and man-made disasters in recent years, there has been little harvest, and everyone is starving."

Xigou also analyzed, "According to the memories of my original body, Funiu Village has two outhouses, one at the east end of the village, and the other at the west. The one at the east end is monopolized by the big yellow dog from the village chief's family. The one at the west end is also monopolized by the big yellow dog from the village chief's family."

Then he lamented, "Alas, in this day and age, only the fierce and evil strong dogs can have a warm bite to eat."

Zhixing rolled his eyes and concluded, "In short, there's a famine raging, people are struggling to survive, and our understanding of the entire world is extremely limited."

Suddenly, Xigou said, "Maybe, this is an Immortal Cultivation World where the world is full of spiritual energy. Try breathing some in."

Zhixing thought for a moment, took several deep breaths, and slowly exhaled.

Xigou perked his ears up, excitedly asking, "How does it feel?"

Zhixing replied speechlessly, "I'm freaking hungrier now."

Xigou's ears drooped immediately, complaining, "We're supposed to be transmigrators, for crying out loud. Where's our Golden Finger? Speaking of which, don't you have a system? What about the old man?"

Zhixing scoffed, having no such Golden Finger, and retorted, "Do you have a cheat?"

Xigou thought for a moment, "I feel that our ability to communicate telepathically might be our Golden Finger."

Zhixing sneered, "What the hell good is that?"

He stood up, looking over the fence wall, and said straightforwardly, "We need to find a way to get some food."

Xigou added promptly, "Every family in the village has run out of food. Apart from the village chief's family who can still make ends meet, all the other villagers have to go out and hunt."

Zhixing nodded, "We'll go hunting too."

Xigou asked, "Can you hunt? Do you have your original body's hunting skills?"

Zhixing looked at himself, over one meter seventy in height, slender, with thin arms and legs, sallow and malnourished, obviously suffering from chronic malnutrition.

He gripped his rough hands and shook his head, "The original body didn't have any impressive hunting skills, just dived into water to catch fish, climbed trees for bird eggs."

Xigou looked at the Arrow Bag hanging under the eaves and asked, "Can you?"

Zhixing's mouth twitched as he said, "I'm so close to starving, I can barely walk. How am I supposed to have the strength to draw a bow and shoot arrows?"

Xigou figured as much.

Man and dog wandered out of the house unsteadily.

At this moment, other villagers also began to get up, leave their homes, and head towards the mountains, spreading out in search of food.

Zhixing, carrying a broken bamboo basket on his back, followed the paths in his memory, passed through a stretch of woods, and arrived two to three miles away, where he soon heard the sound of gushing water.

"You're going to catch fish?" Xigou expressed doubt, "You don't have a fishing rod or a net, how are you going to do it?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "When the original body was a child, he saw his father go into the river to catch fish; there are many holes along the riverbank where you can dig out crayfish and eels."

Xigou's spirits lifted, and he began to run on all fours, "I'll find you a hole, and you can dig. By the way, can you swim?"

"Do you even need to ask?"

Fang Zhixing walked to the shore and looked at the river water; the current was a bit fast, the water was turbid, floating with dead branches and fallen leaves.

He took off his straw sandals, tied them with wild grass, and hung them around his neck, then cautiously entered the water.

Despite the stifling heat of September, the river water was still a bit icy cold.

Fang Zhixing adapted for a moment, then walked upstream along the riverbank, occasionally pressing his feet into the silt.

Luckily this was ancient times, without any broken glass or the like.

Before long, he bumped into something, his expression changed, and he bent over, feeling around in the water for a while, before pulling out and looking delightedly at his find.

"Snails!"

Fang Zhixing had found a fist-sized snail, alive, with its creamy flesh visible.

After a while, he dug a clam out of the mud, about the size of a palm.

"There's quite a few good things in the river."

Fang Zhixing grinned suddenly full of energy.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

In the distance, Xigou was barking.

Fang Zhixing could not understand what he was saying; their telepathic communication had a range, beyond a certain distance, no matter what Xigou said, it all sounded like woofing.

He walked over.

Xigou was staring at a small hole by the river, transmitting, "There's a hole here, there should be something alive inside."

Fang Zhixing exclaimed in surprise, "Can you see through it, or did you smell something?"

Xigou said proudly, "Take a close look, isn't the mud at the mouth of the hole very loose? I suspect it's a crayfish burrow."

Fang Zhixing fell silent for a moment, then changed position, crouched down, and stretched his right hand into the hole.

Xigou cautioned him, "Be careful not to get pinched by a crayfish."

"You don't need to tell me that," Fang Zhixing reiterated, being very cautious, his body tensing up as he reached further into the hole.

Suddenly, his fingertips touched something; the creature immediately retreated deeper.

Fang Zhixing jerked back his hand, then pressed forward again, quickly touching the thing once more.

"It's not a crayfish..."

Fang Zhixing grabbed fiercely with his hand, pulling outward.

Xigou watched anxiously, pacing back and forth, frantic.

Whoosh!

Fang Zhixing straightened up, pulling out a long, thick thing— it was a large eel, over a meter long.

The eel struggled wildly, slippery and slimy.

Fang Zhixing, unable to hold it, simply threw it onto the shore, where it landed on the grass.

The eel immediately began twisting its body, trying to burrow down.

"Watch me!"

Xigou ran over and bit the eel's tail, but the eel suddenly performed a 'Divine Dragon's Tail Whip', striking him in the face.

"Awuu~"

Xigou yelped in pain.

"So useless." Fang Zhixing rushed ashore, stepped on the eel's body, and with both hands pressed down hard on its neck.