r18novel Chapter 39 Unapproachable
Chapter 39 Unapproachable
The watcher was a young male lion with a sparse mane and a body size that was almost a quarter lighter than the messenger.
It crouched in the shadows behind the gentle slope, completely exposed by the angle from which Chen Fei circled around from the side.
Its hiding place was well chosen, but it only defended against attacks from the front.
Chen Fei came from the side, and the gentle slope's cover was completely ineffective against him.
The young lion's ears tucked back slightly before perking up again in an attempt to remain calm, but its center of gravity had unconsciously shifted slightly backward as it crouched.
Chen Fei did not speed up.
He walked at a steady pace for the first ten meters of the remaining thirty meters, and stopped about twenty meters away from the other person.
He yawned.
A full yawn, with the jaw pulled down to its lowest point, all four canines spread out, followed by closing the mouth after the yawn and looking back at the other person.
The young lion stared at the yawn, shifting his weight back slightly.
There is a counterintuitive conclusion in grassland animal behavior.
A predator yawning during a standoff can sometimes exert more psychological pressure on the prey than a direct threat.
A threatening tone indicates that the other person values you, while a yawn indicates that the other person doesn't care about you at all.
For surveillance personnel who need to accomplish their tasks, it is more difficult to deal with than a direct threat.
Three seconds after the young lion finished yawning, he made a decision.
It stood up.
To stand up from a state of dormancy and try to re-establish a sense of presence, head held high, tail drooping, trying to make oneself appear more substantial than when squatting.
Chen Fei pushed the heat from his limbs forward half a notch.
The burning sensation emanated from his claws and drifted towards his opponent with the wind.
The young male lion twitched its nostrils, inhaling the scent. After sniffing, its tail stopped wagging.
The roar of a lion has many frequencies, and each frequency conveys a completely different message.
A short, high-frequency blast is a warning; a sustained mid-frequency blast is a territorial declaration; and a long, low-frequency blast is an older phenomenon that directly affects the other person's nervous system.
The effective transmission of low-frequency long-pitched sounds relies on chest resonance. The larger the resonance cavity and the lower the frequency, the farther the penetration distance and the stronger the sense of pressure felt by the other party.
Chen Fei's chest cavity is narrower than that of an adult male lion, and his resonance cavity is naturally smaller, so he cannot produce a standard low-frequency long roar, but he can do one thing.
By directing the heat flow towards the chest cavity, the density of the chest cavity wall temporarily increases, effectively expanding the volume of the resonating cavity.
He had never tried this method before.
He channeled some of the heat from his limbs toward his torso, and a strange, burning, full feeling appeared in his chest.
After he regained his senses, he let out a low groan.
The frequency was lower than he expected.
Much lower.
The sound came from his chest, pressed down towards the ground, and spread outwards along the vibrations of the grass. Twenty meters away, the vibrations still had full amplitude when they reached the young male lion.
Big Head was to Chen Fei's right rear side. It was swept to the side by that low growl. Its ears popped open to the sides, and it squatted down halfway with its four legs. Then it stood up again, turned its head towards Chen Fei, and its expression was a bit complicated.
Then Da Tou cleared his throat.
It also let out a low hum.
The frequency was not low, to be precise, it was mid-high frequency, with obvious distortion. It stopped in the middle, then reconnected, and at the end it floated up a little before finally dissipating into the air.
A silence came from the direction where they landed.
The young male lion stared at the big head for about two seconds.
Chen Fei didn't move.
The young lion turned its gaze from Big Head back to Chen Fei, stood for about five seconds in the aftershock of the real rumble, and then turned away.
They traveled faster than the messenger.
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 788↑]
After the monitor left, Da Tou nudged Chen Fei closer, looking at him with the kind of eyes that had just finished a low, broken groan and hadn't fully recovered their self-esteem. Then he turned his head away and began to carefully study the shape of the leaves of a clump of grass next to him.
Meimei was on the left, not moving, and not looking at Da Tou.
Chen Fei extended his sense of smell further south.
The observer's presence changed direction 400 meters away, retreating southwest at high speed in a straight line.
He pushed further along the escape route, about seven hundred meters away, to the edge of his senses—
There's a third presence.
Not in the low meadows, but on the edge of an open area further south.
It was larger than both the messenger and the watcher.
Its aura is calm and abundant, like a well-fed, well-rested adult male lion that only goes out for a stroll.
However, its direction was not to scout with the wind, but to approach against the wind.
This is a demonstration of strength.
[Host: Chen Fei]
[Identity: Sub-adult male lion]
[Energy Points: 795↑]
Chen Fei sensed a characteristic in that aura, beyond its size and abundance, a deeper layer: an extremely high concentration of glandular secretions unique to the core male lion of its territory.
This indicates that the other party has long held a dominant position in its territory, and its glandular secretion system has been operating at full capacity for many years. This level of concentration cannot be accumulated in just one or two years.
The core male lion of the upstream pride has come in person!
Chen Fei slammed his right forepaw into the ground, pressing down with his weight, and braced the claw tip against the sand.
700 meters.
The other party is still approaching.
He took his first step south.
The other party did not slow down.
Chen Fei stood on the slope on the south side of the hill, suppressing his sense of smell to focus on the scent, and read out everything he could.
The one with low concentration was the new king, while the one with medium concentration ruled for two or three dry seasons.
The concentration is so high that it's like this scent right now—
Chen Fei's nasal cavity provides a very rough but credible estimate: at least five dry seasons.
A mature core male lion that has ruled for at least five years.
In contact between predators, approaching with the wind is the scout's choice because the scout needs an information advantage.
There is only one situation where you approach head-on.
The other party doesn't care at all that you knew it was coming in advance.
Your presence arrives before your footsteps, telling you: where I am, how old I am, and what I'm here for.
This is behavior unique to situations where one's strength is overwhelming; it is a kind of extreme confidence and brutality.
After digesting the information, Chen Fei came to a conclusion: the basic combat strength was approximately 3,200 or more.
Chen Fei has no intention of fighting.
Fight a war of attrition before the dry season, get injured and weakened, and then enter the period of water shortage in a weakened state.
He calculated the accounts in two seconds and concluded that he was at a loss.
What he wanted was not to defeat the other party, but to make them return with a clear understanding: the core of this territory is not to be trifled with.
When the other party entered his field of vision, Chen Fei matched the aura with that of the lion in front of him.
It's bigger than I imagined!
Its black mane was extremely dense, extending from behind its ears all the way to its belly, covering the largest area of any adult male lion Chen Fei had ever seen. Its head was nearly a third wider than the messenger's, and every step it took caused a slight tremor in the ground.
It stopped about forty meters away from Chen Fei.
The two forces collided head-on.