Life Simulation: My Talent Is Wool-Chapter 7: The little girl with an arrow

One week later.

Dense and somber clouds completely enveloped the sky...

For Great Tree Village that saw this, it was nothing less than a miracle from God.

Many knelt on the ground.

"Thank you good God, thank you!!"

Even before the rain began, to the sounds of thunder, the inhabitants of Great Tree were praying and giving thanks.

When the first drops of water fell, many began to cry.

Luan also felt moved.

He dropped the shovel and fell limply to the ground, with a wide smile on his face.

"We survived..." He murmured.

"It’s raining! It’s raining?!!!"

Shouts and more shouts echoed throughout the whole village.

People hugged each other and danced while crying.

Ironically, it was the clouds that darkened the sky that pulled them back from the edge of the abyss.

With his hands on the ground for support, looking at the sky, Luan opened his mouth and let drops of water enter his mouth.

It had been days since he drank such pure water.

The arrival of the rain also symbolized the arrival of food.

Since there was rain, and the weather cooled a little, gradually, they could once again cultivate grains.

And, even without having eaten enough, as long as they could get water, it was enough for several to hunt wild animals.

... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The next morning, Luan woke up early and went down the mountain with several other villagers.

Their goal was to hunt as many wild animals as possible.

Even though it was still raining, they needed to do this.

*Splash, plash, splash*

The sounds of footsteps on the muddy ground full of puddles echoed through the forest.

But the sound was muffled by the loud noise of the rain.

This in a way helped with hunting, although they very much preferred to avoid the rain, but they couldn’t afford to this time.

Not far away, there was a squirrel. Its sharp senses detected something, and it prepared to flee, but suddenly, an arrow flew very fast, hitting its neck, pinning it against a tree.

"Very good, Katia." The father of the girl with the bow gave a light pat on his daughter’s shoulder with a proud look.

"It was nothing special." Katia tried to act indifferent, but the sparkle in her eyes gave her away.

Laughing a little, her father let it pass.

"Come on, it’s still too early to celebrate." Another said: "Let’s split into five different groups."

"""Yes.""""

Everyone agreed in unison.

The group division was not done carelessly, in reality there was an exact total of five experienced hunters, among them was Marcos, the owner of the butcher shop.

These five were all Lv2.

The leader of Luan’s team was actually a woman. As well as Marcos’s wife.

Her name was Ursula.

It is common knowledge that she was a hunter even better than Marcos. Her talent was actually one of the rare talents. Bear Spirit.

When using Bear Spirit, her strength multiplies, becoming several times stronger than many Lv2. But she hates this talent, because of this, she rarely uses it, preferring to have an ordinary life, since, when using it, she gains not only the strength of a bear, but also begins to transform into one.

But, even without her transformation, her being a Lv2, she was very strong, not to mention that she was very powerful in martial arts, and stood out in Tai Chi.

Leading them, she wore a blue and white Tai Chi kimono, with her hands behind her back and her long black hair tied in a ponytail.

’My team is made up of bare-handed hunters, just like me.’ Luan speculated secretly: ’Although everything indicates that we will fall behind compared to those who have weapons, mainly the bow-and-arrow team... Could it be that with Mrs. Ursula’s guidance we will be the group that got the most prey?’

It’s not a baseless speculation. Ursula was a veteran hunter. In addition, she knew the terrain very well and seemed accustomed to hunting in the rain.

Perhaps that is also the senses of the dormant bear spirit within her?

"Huh?"

While getting a little distracted, Luan unintentionally lost the rhythm and got separated from the group.

It was strange, he was right behind them... There’s no way they could have gone so far, right?

However, instead of continuing in the direction he was going, he stopped.

The rain had washed away the footprints.

Even so, he didn’t panic.

He had been in this forest thousands of times over the years to collect medicinal herbs.

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’It hurts, it hurts so much...’

"Urgh..."

’Am I going to die?’

’Finally I managed to escape from those evil men...’

At the edge of a small lake newly formed by the rain, a little girl lay on the grass.

She had an arrow in her back, and seemed to be on the verge of death.

A few months ago, her mother was raped and killed by bandits. However, upon discovering the existence of the daughter hidden in a closet, they captured her, mainly because of her rarity wanting to sell her for a good price: She was a demi-human.

And, a few days ago, there was a conflict of interest while the bandits were transporting her to a city, probably with the intention of selling her for a good price... She managed to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but while fleeing, one of them noticed and shot an arrow at her.

’I don’t want to die... I want my mommy...!’

From the golden eyes with a slit in the middle, tears streamed down.

And just when the little demi-human girl was consumed by despair, she heard a movement coming from the nearby bushes.

The little girl raised her head to look, and a human boy parted the bushes and came out.

As if recalling something, fearing even more than death itself, the little girl buried her head in the mud: ’Don’t see me, don’t see me.’

"A child?" The boy who appeared said, seeming surprised.

’Oh no!’ Meanwhile, the little girl became even more desperate.

The little girl felt the footsteps approaching and knew that the boy was coming after her.

"Graw, graw...!" The little girl suddenly raised her head toward the boy and opened her small mouth full of sharp teeth like a shark’s, emitting a sound she believed to be threatening.

She saw the boy show surprise, not fear. Then, curiosity, at the same time, something she couldn’t identify, although a little familiar.

"You look like you were wounded by an arrow. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. I promise I won’t hurt you." The boy’s voice was soft and gentle. Only her mother had shown such kindness to her.

’Can I trust him?’ She still doubted. After what she had been through, it was hard to trust anyone, even being on the verge of death.