Wangzhuang Village is a small coastal fishing village with only a hundred villagers, most of which are Wangzhuang's surnames, so they are named.

Eat the mountains and eat the sea. Wangzhuang Village makes a living by catching fish and hunting animals. It is essentially fishermen, but their land is called beast hunters and has a special agency to evaluate the grade.

The lowest star is the highest star. However, those who can reach the nine-star hunting beasts are not ordinary mortals. Only saints with great supernatural powers can receive this honor.

The ancestors passed down a three-masted fishing boat, which was responsible for the living expenses of the whole Wangzhuang Village. It is said that it is a fishing village, which is more like a big family, and shares blessings and difficulties. Young and strong men go out to fish and hunt, and women work at home. Every evening, the whole village will always gather on the coast, hoping that their relatives will be able to return safely.

"Here I'm back! He'm back!"

At dusk, the sunset hangs slanted, and the afterglow falls on the sea. A three-masted fishing boat rides the wind and waves and sails.

The villagers of old and young were finally at ease, and they all liked joy and ran around to welcome the heroes in their minds.

The fishing boats docked and returned with a full load. The harvest was rich and unimaginable. In the mouths of some old people, their ancestors had never seen so many monster corpses.

"The meat is fresh, make some food and drink for the evening!"

"There are all frozen and sealed. When you find a good buyer to sell, you can get the spirit stones enough for the children to buy the blood and energy pills they need for ten or eight years!"

Zhuang Lao Da smiled. He was not only the only two-star beast hunter in Wangzhuang Village and the village chief. He gained a lot from going to sea this time, and the children had a future, and he was happier than anyone else.

The villagers, regardless of gender, age, all came to help. Some unloaded, some removed flesh and bones, some held talismans made by the Holy Master, and some were responsible for transporting valuable monster materials.

The fishing boats have harvested too much. I guess the whole village is working together, and it is difficult to clean up without the middle of the night. Although I am tired, everyone's face is filled with a happy smile.

"Brother Yi, what is this big meat ball?"

"It doesn't look like a monster!"

Zhuang Yi is the king of children in the village. He greeted a group of friends and dragged and pulled the "meat ball" down from the fishing boat.

"This uncle from Meatball should be also a beast hunter. He is not lucky and encounters a powerful sea beast...it turns out like this!"

Zhuang Yi was very patient in explaining the situation to his friends. A bunch of big kids seemed to understand, but they were all very proud of their face and were not afraid of the terrifying appearance of "Uncle Meatball". They helped them together.

"Yi'er!"

A young woman with a pretty appearance came over. She was Zhuang Yi's mother and Zhuang Boss' wife Wang Yueniang. Seeing the children making strange "meat balls", she hurried over to inquire about the situation.

"mother!"

Zhuang Yi threw himself into his mother's arms. Although he followed his grandfather to go out to sea, he was only nine years old after all, and he was young and had not yet taken off. He was particularly intimate when he saw his mother.

"Mom, Uncle Meatball is very pitiful. Your medical skills are the most wise... Find a way to save him!"

Zhuang Yi's kind personality is probably following his mother. After hearing this, Wang Yueniang didn't think about it and helped the child bring the "meat ball" back to her home.

Half a month later.

Mr. Zhuang returned to the courtyard of his home with excitement and laughed at Zhuang Yi, who was playing with stone locks to polish his strength, and said, "Son, look at what good things are brought back to you by Grandpa!"

A clay pot filled with red pills the size of a pigeon egg. Zhuang Yi sniffed a deep breath. The pungent bloody smell did not make him dislike him at all. On the contrary, he was full of joy: "Grandma, so many blood elixirs... it must cost a lot of spirit stones!"

"The corpses of those sea beasts are far more valuable than expected. If you take out some, you can get enough blood and energy pills for the whole village to take for a year!"

As the boss Zhuang said, he took out a small bottle and handed it to his son, "Hey, this is Huiyuan Liquid, for your uncle to treat his injuries!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Zhuang Yi looked happy. He took the bottle and turned around to the east room. The decorations inside the room were simple, but they were very dry and clean. Looking through the light, a bloody ball of meat was lying on the bed.

"Uncle Meatball, this is a spiritual medicine refined by the saint master, and it has great healing effects!"

Zhuang Yi opened the bottle stopper, approached the bottle mouth and fed it carefully. The "Uncle Meat Ball" in his mouth was only human, his eyes and nose no longer existed. There was a cavity in his original mouth that could barely eat.

After feeding a bottle of Huiyuan liquid, Zhuang Yi could feel that the injury of "Uncle Meatball" was getting better. His originally bloody body began to show signs of scab healing.

"Grandma, returning to Yuan Liquid is very effective... If you go to Yangliu Town again, bring a few more bottles back!" Zhuang Yi shouted loudly to the next room.

"This kid... I don't know how expensive the food and rice are if I don't take the lead. I know that this bottle of Huiyuan Liquid will cost nearly five spirit stones!"

Boss Zhuang sat at the table, drinking wine, shaking his head and muttered. Wang Yueniang brought the meat and said in a angrily tone: "Since you meet it, it's fate. If the child wants to save us, please help us. Anyway... we don't lack those spirit stones!"

"Okay, okay! I'll listen to you two mothers, it won't be okay if I go buy it another day!" Zhuang Lao murmured. His eyes looked at his wife, but his eyes were full of gentleness.

Days passed day by day. Zhuang Yi grew up day by day. His "Uncle Meat Ball" injuries were getting better day by day.

"Grandma! Mother! Come here quickly!"

"Uncle Meatball's blood scabs have all fallen off, he, he..."

Zhuang Yi, who had grown into a strong boy, ran over with incredible expressions, dragging and calling his parents to the house of "Uncle Meatball".

At first glance, Mr. Zhuang and his wife were as surprised as their son.

"Uncle Meat Ball" is still a Meat Ball, and his limbs do not exist. However, the blood scabs originally covered the body do not exist, and his skin is as white as a baby. Not only that, his face also shows that his handsomeness is without any flaws. His eyes are just empty, as if he has lost his soul, and his expression is dull.

"He is so handsome!" Wang Yueniang whispered.

"What a pity, I must have been too frightened and suffered from absentia... Although people have come alive, they have no hands and feet, and they have no consciousness... Life is worse than death!" Zhuang Boss shook his head and sighed.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining. Zhuang Yi pushed "Uncle Meatball" to the courtyard. His face, which had grown into an adult, was filled with indescribable excitement.

"Uncle Meatball, I will go to Yangliu Town Holy Hall tomorrow to attend the spirit-opening ceremony... You said, can I successfully awaken the spirit seed and become a saint?"

His uncle, the meat ball, was as empty and dull as before, and he had no reply.

"If I become a saint, I can ask the adults in the saint to take action to cure your abscess!" Zhuang Yi seemed to be accustomed to talking to himself, his face full of longing and hope.

A few days later.

Crying sounds came from the hut. Zhuang Yi, like when he was a child, came to "Uncle Meatball" to tell him about it when he encountered something unhappy. However, this time it was the worst, and he was in a very depressed mood and was extremely disappointed.

"Why can others awaken the spirit seeds, but I am not successful!"

"I'm not willing, I'm not willing..."

"Uncle Meatball" still did not respond. Zhuang Yi also knew that he could not get any response. He leaned in the arms of "Uncle Meatball" and tears wet the other party's chest and clothes.

He only cried with sadness, without notice at all, the empty eyes of "Uncle Meatball"... a hint of pity flashed quietly.

A few more years later, Zhuang Yi grew up and his parents gradually grew old. Although he did not become a saint, he gained recognition from the temple through his continuous efforts and was rated as a three-star beast hunter.

The second three-star beast hunter in Wangzhuang Village history is also the youngest. This year, he was exactly nineteen years old, and it was a full ten years since he brought back the "Uncle Meat Ball".

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhuang Yi is already a burly man eight feet tall. His face is childish, but he only has strong hatred. He waved a spear in his hand, and the wind was shining.

Bang!

The spear tip pierced straight, penetrated the wooden stake in front, and shook his wrist and fell to the ground in pieces.

"If I become a saint! If I become a stronger person, I can save Uncle Mang!"

"You won't be able to see him bitten by a sea beast and die tragically on the spot!"

"Why! Why!"

Zhuang Yi roared loudly. Inside the house, the eldest son and the eldest son shook their heads and sighed. They knew their son's mood, and they were in a state of grief and anger, and hated that they were useless. However, in the hearts of their parents, their son had done a good job.

A piece of snowflake floated down the eaves and fell on the black hair of "Uncle Meatball". His empty and dull eyes flashed with pity. Unlike in the past, after a full ten years, he finally gave his first response.
Chapter completed!