I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 591 158: Scene Reenactment (4,200 Words; Wishing Everyone a Peaceful Dragon Boat Festival~)

Hikamu, whose real name is Brigitte Hikamu, is a descendant of nomadic people, born on the world's last Great Prairie—the Hulunbuir Prairie in Northeast Asia.

Nomads are born without a fixed dwelling, and they need to act as "Shepherds" on the prairie, which means herding those mutant creatures affected by nuclear radiation and the forces of the Death Domain.

This is an extremely dangerous job. The horses and lambs of this era are not as docile as they used to be, their size can easily grow to dozens of meters, and their tempers are as fierce as an Apprentice Death God.

But nomads have lived for this purpose for generations; if they don't want to herd, providing "natural meat products" to the wealthy and Upper City people, then their civilization would lose its meaning to exist.

After all, having grown accustomed to the free days outside the city, asking them to go to the city to twist screws, standing for hours and sleeplessly, they can't possibly compete with those city people.

The nomadic life quickly instilled Hikamu with a mercenary-like cold-blooded nature, embedding the laws of the survival of the fittest and the weak being preyed upon deep within his bones.

The prairie is not like the city; although the competition pressure isn't as severe and there's no need to work oneself to death, once a conflict arises without the constraints of city rules, prairie people will devour their enemies completely.

In the literal sense of "devour completely," while meat is relatively easy to obtain on the prairie, nobody minds if a free meal of "two-legged mutton chops" appears on tonight's plate.

But those who eat others can't escape the fate of being eaten themselves, and the Brigitte Tribe of Hikamu is naturally no exception.

Even at its peak, with powerful influence and over 300 members, a trivial mistake led to the downfall of the entire tribe.

When Hikamu was 13, the Brigitte Tribe was wiped out during the siege by hostile tribes and mutant creatures.

He saw with his own eyes his childhood playmates turned into pigs on the grill, and his parents became souls slain under the enemy tribe's knives, dying without peace.

Yet perhaps seeing too many similar events, Hikamu didn't feel anything was amiss.

During Brigitte Tribe's victories, he and his playmates also captured children from the opposing tribe to throw into the stone kitchen for roasting, or perhaps suffocating them... it didn't matter.

His parents, too, were once praised by the Khan for massacring civilians from opposing tribes, trading pregnant women's and elders' heads for merits.

On this prairie, everyone is guilty, and everyone views slaughter as normal.

Every soul is stained with blood at its root, which also means no one is stained, and no wrong is done.

Simply, their tribe lost this time, lost completely, so becoming the enemy's spoils was only natural.

Of course, Hikamu simply felt the matter was normal, but he wasn't foolish enough to stand still and let the victors slaughter him.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he ran away, and since then, began his livelihood as a thief and battlefield scavenger on the vast prairie.

He would do this for several years.

His luck was good, always finding valuable trinkets, like the golden bullet casings dropped by Nest City Upper City people hunting or the weapons left behind after tribal conflicts.

Sometimes, Hikamu even played the role of a "guide," specifically taking wealthy city people to see the prairie landscape, though he wasn't a very dutiful guide, often leading guests to dangerous mutant creature habitats and then quietly departing, returning with feigned regret to collect the remains once the guests were devoured by monsters and take away the valuable things.

Being extremely familiar with the prairie, Hikamu's days were not bad during this period; in fact, they were even somewhat comfortable, enjoying a few meat meals now and then.

But just as mentioned earlier, a person or a tribe cannot keep winning forever.

The prairie will torment every resident equally.

Around the age of 17, Hikamu deceived a pair of travelers, leading them into a forest where they were eaten by mutant tigers, and was planning to joyfully go collect their belongings, but he didn't know that this pair was important figures from Upper City, whose final phone call before death summoned dozens of heavily armed mercenaries.

Hikamu was pounded by gunfire and barely managed to escape the chase of bullets and cannon, only to fall into a beast's lair.

Seeing his life nearing its end, Hikamu accepted the nearing of death, but just then, an Apprentice Death God descended like a deity, saying he had great talent and saved him from the beast's jaws.

This person wore simple clothes but had a majestic appearance, a righteous aura that made people want to approach.

He was later known as Shen Ye.

Shen Ye saved him and brought him to Nest City No. 3, helping him become an Apprentice Death God.

Ever since then, Hikamu shed the identity of a nomadic and dressed in the noble garb of an Apprentice Death God, but his essence never changed, he remained the unfettered ... Pastor who sees killing as the most normal thing.

He found city people foolish; sometimes matters that could be resolved by killing a few people... starting a few wars were made unnecessarily complicated. Especially the mayoral election, it should just be a big brawl, fight to the death, and survivor becomes mayor.