Watching the reindeer in his sight steadily approach, Chen Wen's lips moved slightly, softly instructing Old Wolf to circle around to the side of the herd.
Creating a pincer movement.
Meanwhile, Eagle, upon Chen Wen's reminder, ascended into the sky.
But it was on the lookout for predators nearby.
In case anything caught the scent of blood and wanted to take a bite.
Chen Wen would absolutely make it leave the meat behind!
Under his direction, the reindeer herd entered Chen Wen's effective attack range.
"Thirty meters, this distance is no problem!"
Chen Wen drew out his stone spear, his pupils slightly contracting, fixating on the adult reindeer he had chosen as his target.
This reindeer was currently competing with another reindeer for food.
Chen Wen, sharp-eyed, saw clearly what they were fighting over—reindeer caltrop.
Also known as reindeer moss.
"Smart indeed, even found a side dish." Chen Wen said in an odd tone.
