Listening to Chen Wen's plan, to be honest, the hippo felt it didn't seem very reliable.
It knew Nile crocodiles.
Having lived for most of its life, the hippo was well aware of the combat power of the Nile crocodiles.
Even though they couldn't kill a hippo, some very large Nile crocodiles would certainly cause it a lot of discomfort.
When it was younger and encountered a group of Nile crocodiles, the hippo would avoid them.
Yet, for such creatures, hunting them became quite simple on Chen Wen's side.
It only needed to roar a few times to drive them to the place Chen Wen mentioned.
Is it really that simple?
The hippo was full of doubt.
But it chose to trust the two-legged baboon.
Oh no, humans.
After seeing the hippo agree, Chen Wen also began preparations.
He held a rope loop in his hand, with a javelin and machete stuck in the ground, and carried an axe with him.
"I'll take a look at the target first to determine which one to hunt."
