Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

Chapter 26: Chapter 24: Giant Eagle in the Sky, Blood Python in the Forest

Hm?

What was that sound?

Chen Chong and Xu Jun, having just returned to the Moose’s location after getting the keys from the school, both froze.

From the depths of the otherwise silent jungle, a piercing shriek suddenly rang out.

Although it sounded very far away, it was extremely resonant. This contrast made it feel like no ordinary cry.

"Sir, it sounds a bit like... an eagle’s cry."

Wang Biao, who was in the pit, had naturally heard it too. He spoke up after a moment of hesitation.

"An eagle’s cry? An eagle?" Xu Jun was confused. ’This doesn’t sound like the ones I’ve heard in nature documentaries.’

In his memory, an eagle’s cry was loud and sharp. While this sound had a hint of that, it had more of a deep, subwoofer-like quality.

He felt his chest vibrate from the sound.

"I also think it sounds somewhat like an eagle’s cry. But judging by the sound, I’m afraid it’s no small creature."

"For such male birds, the larger their bodies, the deeper and more powerful their calls become. I haven’t heard a sound like this in decades, at the very least."

Whenever Jia Wen was thinking, he would wave his feather fan. Even now, covered in blood, he didn’t forget to pull it from his waist and give it a couple of flicks.

Chen Chong fell into deep thought.

’Could it be the Stone Claw Eagle mentioned in last night’s intel?’

’Has it appeared?’

He glanced at the time. It was well past afternoon, and most of the sun was already hidden.

It wasn’t far from evening...

Although the intel suggested that this creature called the Stone Claw Eagle would only go to the riverbank.

But Chen Chong still felt it wasn’t safe enough.

Besides, in addition to the appearance of this Stone Claw Eagle, there was also a Blood-tooth Python to worry about.

’These creatures... just from their names, they sound formidable. Who knows if they’re even more terrifying than that Giant Catfish?’

"Let’s go. We need to get the moose meat back quickly. We shouldn’t linger in this Primitive Jungle at night. The danger level is too high."

"Sir is absolutely right. Carnivores come out in droves in the old forest at night. The moose meat is all butchered now, so let’s get moving."

The four of them didn’t dare to delay and quickly lifted all the moose meat out of the pit.

It had been divided into dozens of portions, large and small. Everything was kept, including the organs, hide, and antlers.

"How are we going to carry all this in one go? We’ll have to make two trips, won’t we?" Xu Jun asked.

Jia Wen laughed. "My Lord, do not worry. I already thought of this, so while you and Sir Chen Chong were away, I made a tool out of vines and tree trunks."

As he spoke, he ran to the side and tinkered with something. A moment later, he came back out carrying four or five logs as thick as a man’s arm, all wrapped with countless vines.

"This more efficient tool is for you, My Lord, and Sir Chen Chong. As for the other one, leave it to me..."

Before Chen Chong and Xu Jun’s astonished eyes, Jia Wen and Wang Biao began tying the pieces of meat to the vines.

In a short while, aside from three moose legs, two racks of ribs, and the head and antlers, all the other butchered meat was tied securely to the contraptions.

Only then did the two of them get a clear look. One of the contraptions was like a carrying pole for two people, while the other was like a backpack frame.

But unlike ordinary tools, these were covered in countless sturdy vines, which could be used to hang a lot of meat.

Although they looked rather crude, the sturdy vines and arm-thick logs were perfectly fine as temporary tools.

In terms of saving effort, the "carrying pole" shared by two people was definitely the most efficient.

Jia Wen took the "backpack frame" for himself. The amount of meat loaded onto it was no less than what was on the "carrying pole."

As for the large items left on the ground—the moose legs, racks of ribs, and the head—Wang Biao didn’t use a tool. He just hoisted them up with his bare hands.

He tucked the three legs under one arm and carried the two racks of ribs in his other hand, with the head tied to his back with vines.

A weight of at least three hundred pounds seemed as nothing to him, making Xu Jun sigh with amazement.

’Compared to the physical fitness of these ancient people, we modern folks seem so weak,’ he thought. ’Even the skinny Jia Wen is carrying no less than two hundred pounds.’

Seeing this, Chen Chong didn’t stand on ceremony. The priority was to get back quickly. He called to Xu Jun, and together they lifted the "carrying pole" and hurried toward the school...

The faculty apartments were located in the center of the campus, at least a ten-minute walk from both the front and back gates.

But it was only five minutes from the side gate.

Naturally, the four of them planned to cut through that way.

Compared to the other two gates, the side gate had fewer students, and they were less likely to be seen.

Even if someone did see them, one look at the blood-soaked Jia Wen carrying a large blade, and the nearly two-meter-tall, muscle-bound Wang Biao, would be enough to scare away any ill intentions.

Aside from faces full of envy, there was only jealousy...

There was no one below the faculty apartments. The four of them carried the meat directly up to Apartment 701 on the seventh floor.

"Ah, we’re finally back! I’m dead tired!" Xu Jun plopped onto the floor, feeling like his body was about to fall apart.

Even Wang Biao and Jia Wen were exhausted from carrying hundreds of pounds of meat back, and they sat down as well.

Chen Chong was no exception, but the headache of dealing with all this meat was more pressing than the need to rest...

...

"AHHHH, help me... help me!"

A bald young man was snatched into the sky, carried higher and higher.

Finally, he was torn in two in mid-air, his remains slamming heavily onto the ground in a shower of blood.

His was not the only corpse on the ground.

A rough count revealed at least a dozen students of various genders, all horribly killed, their lives extinguished.

They had all died the same way: torn into pieces and dropped from a great height...

The students by the river were long gone. The moment the disaster struck, they had all run for cover.

Some hid in the grassy shrubs, some lay flat on the ground, and others, ignoring the danger of the Giant Catfish in the river, hid in the shallows.

But most of the students had risked it and plunged deep into the dense forest.

Only now could they see what the massive, sky-blotting shadow was...

An eagle.

A Giant Eagle!

Its wingspan alone was over thirty meters, and its body was covered in black and grey feathers.

Its claws were especially striking—as if forged from rock, sharp and menacing!

The students hiding everywhere didn’t dare to move a muscle, terrified of being spotted by the Giant Eagle in the sky.

"Leader, if we hide in the water, won’t we get eaten by that Giant Catfish?" a student asked, his face a mask of misery. Only half his face was above the water; the rest of his body was submerged.

"Don’t worry, probably not. This is the shallow area. A monster fish of that size can’t get here," another student tried to reassure him, but the tremble in his voice betrayed his own fear.

"I wish we’d run for the jungle. It was risky, but we’d be completely safe now if we had," another student said, already crying in fear.

"Be grateful. Hiding here is at least better than being one of the people just lying on the ground. They’re at a much higher risk..."

Meanwhile, in the jungle, at least a hundred students were huddled together.

Every face was pale with lingering shock, yet also held a trace of relief at having escaped with their lives.

’Thank God, thank God we chose to run for the jungle right away.’

’It was a run of several minutes with the risk of being caught by the Giant Eagle, but at least we made it.’

’Compared to the students hiding in the river or lying on the ground, we’re completely out of danger now.’

A few of them even smiled—a smile of survival.

HISSSSSS~

"What was that sound?" A young man crouching at the back left of the group was suspicious. He thought he’d heard something.

He looked back but saw nothing.

But he never imagined that the source of the sound wasn’t behind him, but... above him!

Coiled around a thick tree trunk was a blood-red figure.

Its scarlet forked tongue flickered in and out, its slitted, green-glowing eyes locked onto the crowd below.

The sound was coming from its mouth...

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