Chapter 312: Chapter 207: Spears and the Hunting Plan (Multiple Images, Must-See)

Inside the shelter, Lin Yu’an secured the entrance with a bolt from the inside before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

The cold wind and potential threats from outside were completely isolated by this simple yet sturdy barrier.

However, the lone wolf hanging overhead like the Sword of Damocles extinguished any thoughts of complacency.

Lin Yu’an threw the only item brought back, a massive lake trout now starting to harden, onto the ground, producing a dull "thud."

He then quickly walked to the fireplace and rekindled the nearly extinguished flames, bringing warmth and, most importantly, a sense of security to this small space.

"The presence of the lone wolf means my shelter is no longer safe, and all my actions now must prioritize risk control."

"I must immediately start upgrading my defense system and weapons; it could return to test the waters at any moment tonight."

"Facing an adult lone wolf, my bow needs to be adjusted to its optimal state, without any room for error! My arrows need more lethal arrowheads."

The sense of crisis compelled him to make good use of every minute and second before nightfall. He sat by the fire, maintaining and upgrading his recurve bow and arrows.

He carefully drew two hunting arrows from the quiver, distinctly different from the other arrows.

These arrows were fitted with wide-headed arrowheads made of high-carbon steel, featuring three sharp blade wings.

This was his secret weapon prepared specifically for hunting large animals, a brand he had used at Chilco Lake to hunt a black bear, proving its reliable quality.

He held up a hunting arrow in front of the camera, focusing the lens on the arrowhead that glimmered with a metallic sheen, "I need to make this secret weapon sharper and more lethal."

Then he took out a block of natural whetstone from the toolkit and soaked it with snow water.

Afterward, he gripped the arrow shaft, pressing one of the blade wings firmly against the whetstone’s surface at a fixed angle, and began to push forward and grind with steady force.

"Sss——lah——"

The fine and lingering sound of friction echoed in the quiet shelter, intertwined with the crackling of the fireplace.

After completing all this, he tightly fastened steel tripwire at the base of the wide-headed arrow’s blade wings, then spiraled several tight coils along the shaft, finally tying a dead knot in front of the fletching.

"This is called the ’blood-channel’ winding method." He demonstrated the modified arrow to the camera.

"Arrows shot from a high-poundage bow can cause wounds to close quickly due to muscle contraction and squeeze, greatly slowing blood loss."

"Wrapping these tough steel wires not only forces the wound open to prevent closure but also causes continuous tearing as the arrowhead penetrates deeper, it’s an ancient yet deadly technique."

Once he had meticulously refined and modified the two hunting arrows, the massive lake trout had finally thawed to a state suitable for processing; its skin softened, though its core remained a hard ice nucleus.

Only then did Lin Yu’an temporarily lay down his weapons to address tonight’s energy-replenishing dinner.

He placed the fish on a clean piece of birch bark, opting this time not to gut it, but to use another method more efficient and suited to handling large, semi-frozen fish.

"Alright, folks, now I’m going to show you a different processing method."

Lin Yu’an spoke to the camera, picking up a sharp hunting knife, "This is a technique I learned from an old Inuit fisherman back in Alaska, they call it ’filleting along the bone.’"

"For handling a large fish like this, especially in a half-frozen state, this method is far more efficient and clean than the traditional gutting."

"While the fish retains some hardness, its muscle structure is well-supported, making it easier to cut."

"Directly gutting it would be difficult and messier, so I’ll first slice off the most valuable fillets."

His knife technique was precise and confident. The first cut started behind the pectoral fin, slicing vertically until the tip touched the hard backbone.

Then, he rotated the knife blade ninety degrees, holding the edge tightly against the backbone, beginning to slice horizontally with a steady and firm force, from head to tail.

"Sss——lah——"

The sound of the blade cutting through semi-frozen fish flesh was duller and more textured than when cutting fresh fish. He could distinctly feel the tip sliding along each rib’s edge.

"The key is right here."

As he worked, he continued explaining, "The blade must always feel the presence of the bone, ensuring not to waste any fish meat."

Before long, with a final cut severing the skin, a large, thick fillet with intact skin was perfectly separated from the body. Only a thin layer of red meat was left on the fish skeleton, with almost no wastage.

He processed the other side in the same manner and eventually obtained two complete fillets, while the fish head, bones, and entire set of internal organs remained intact.

Placing one fillet skin-side down on the birch bark, he used the knife at an angled tilt to slice the white fish meat off the skin completely, leaving just an empty fish skin.

The remaining part, a complete skeleton with the head to tail still connected with all the viscera, was carefully stood in a corner of the shelter near the fireplace to continue thawing slowly.