Beast Taming: I'm Really Just a Forest Ranger

Chapter 665 - 295: Advisor Chen Has Already Secured the Championship (Part 2)

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Master, mission accomplished successfully!

"You did really well." Even when faced with the majestic Cola, which had evolved into a Wind-controlling Dog, Chen Yuan still treated it as the little puppy it once was, gazing at it warmly and speaking with a hint of laughter in his voice, "Let’s complete the sled together next."

"Woof!"

Cola barked heavily but obediently retreated to the side, quietly watching Chen Yuan assemble the sled.

Although the committee didn’t directly provide materials, they placed the tools nearby for everyone to use.

On the other side, the progress of other contestants in building their sleds didn’t look promising.

"How on earth do you make this thing?"

Yang Yue had long known there was a sled-building part in the fun competition, so she printed out the design plans in advance, but when faced with the actual construction process, her head buzzed with confusion.

She could vaguely understand the blueprints, but when it came to implementing them, she was utterly bewildered.

Yang Yue sat on the ground, brows knitted tightly, resting her chin on one hand and staring intently at the complicated blueprints, muttering continuously, "How exactly should I do this?"

"Squeak squeak..."

Seeing the Beastmaster make no progress, the anxious Cloud Fox flitted its tail, using Wind Blades to cut the trees while watching the other contestants nervously.

Fortunately, everyone’s progress seemed quite unsatisfactory.

Lu Ran and the Red Hoof Colt worked together to cut planks, but were stuck at assembling them.

With his hands in his pockets, eyebrows raised, he murmured as he looked at the not-so-neatly cut planks, "How do you actually piece these together?"

After a pause, he tossed his dark red bangs in frustration, "Forget it, as long as it can move, that’s fine."

He had long known that the fun competition included a sled-building segment but was confident in his quick wit, thinking this was surely something he could learn immediately.

The reality was slightly different; while his brain understood, his hands didn’t.

Lin Hongwei’s progress was much like Lu Ran’s.

However, compared to the irritated Lu Ran, Lin Hongwei’s expression was calm, occasionally glancing towards Gong Jia who watched from nearby, their eyes communicating affectionately, with their internal anxiety being replaced by sweetness.

Lv Hao’s progress was beyond everyone’s expectations.

With swift maneuvers, a sled began to take shape in his hands, its completion far surpassing that of Lu Ran and Lin Hongwei.

Barrage comments flooded the livestream.

"Unfamiliar!"

"Who are you? Get off the streamer’s body!"

"This speed rivals Advisor Chen’s, while the young lady beside is still studying the blueprints."

Seeing the lively comments, Lv Hao raised his brows arrogantly, crossing his arms in satisfaction: "Don’t tell me there are actually people who don’t know how to make a sled?"

Yang Yue looked up blankly.

Lv Hao coughed lightly, then lowered his voice to say, "Before coming to Qinling, the streamer had secluded himself in Hawaii, where making sleds was one of the simplest techniques he learned."

Then, Lv Hao turned the camera towards the other contestants.

As the planner of this competition, Zhang Hao was building his sled even faster, even having time to write a large line on it—Xuanhe Village’s Good Fortune Farmhouse welcomes you.

While building it, he imparted the essential sled-making notes to the other participants.

Helping others selflessly during the competition, Zhang Hao exemplified the spirit of giving to the fullest.

Thankfully, with Zhang Hao’s assistance, the other contestants finally found the knack for making sleds, gradually getting the hang of it, one sled after another beginning to take shape.

But Chen Yuan had already arisen, wrapping a long rope around Cola, stepping onto the sled, nodding towards everyone: "Take your time, I’ll go ahead."

"Woof!"

The moment he spoke, Cola’s breath expelled in white mist filled with excited shivers, unable to contain its eagerness as it barked and charged forward, its mighty strength tugging the taut string like a bowstring, the hastily crafted sled transforming into a daring blade slicing through the snow and wind.

Several cameras focused on Chen Yuan and Cola, the atmosphere in the livestream was lively.

"Is even the riding race destined for first place, Advisor Chen, you...

"Champion has already been decided."

"Fastest sled-building pace, no other pet beast can outpace the Wind-controlling Dog, might as well pre-emptively congratulate Advisor Chen."

"I’ve got a question, since Wind-controlling Dogs can fly, can they lift the sled into the air?"

"Santa Claus with a dog-pulled sled?"

As Cola led the sled at full speed through the snowfields, the spectators turned their heads.

Cola was seen with a graceful form, its light brown fur flowing in the wind, its magnificent body moving silently on the snow without leaving any trace or sound.

At this moment, it seemed like it transformed into a gentle breeze, gliding through the snowy field, its swaying tail sketching the form of the wind.

It was the wind.

Meanwhile, Chen Yuan’s black hair fluttered, garments flapped in the wind, and the black goggles couldn’t hide his handsome and bright face, with his hands tightly grasping the long rope, steady on the sled.

The piercing cold wind hit head-on, the snowflakes striking his face like needle stings, which Chen Yuan had long grown accustomed to, his expression unchanged, he adjusted his center of gravity by crouching slightly as the sled rocketed forward.

The sled sped along the snow without any bumps or shakes, advancing steadily, showcasing Advisor Chen’s mastery in driving a sled.

Not long after Chen Yuan left, Zhang Hao and Lv Hao simultaneously completed their sleds, commanding their pet beasts to sprint furiously, trying to catch up with Advisor Chen.

"Huff huff."

The rough face of the Gray-armored Wild Boar barged into the camera lens, its huffing producing hot air puffs with each breath, and once its massive body kicked into gear, it resembled a reckless heavy armored tank, displaying an unstoppable charging momentum.

Its sturdy limbs dug deep into the snow, but it was fearless, relying on its brute force and unreasonable charging to dash forward.

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