Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 839 - 491 The Tiger Comes!_2

Chapter 839: Chapter 491 The Tiger Comes!_2

Elijah Hastings didn’t move, his finger squeezed the trigger maintaining short burst fire, pouring bullets into the crucial parts of the giant python’s head.

After emptying a clip, the python finally stopped writhing, its massive body flopped down limply among the vines.

Haruda Tomoko asked with some concern in a raised voice:

"Is this big guy really dead? Could it be playing dead to attack us?"

"I don’t know." Cheryl Suweton’s gaze never left Sean Knight.

At that moment, Sean Knight and Douglas Cooper both holstered their pistols and drew their short knives, approaching the python cautiously.

"You two be careful!" Cheryl Suweton couldn’t help but call out loudly to remind them.

Sean Knight waved his hand, indicating it was all right.

With Sky Eye activated, he had already seen that the python’s brain and heart had been hit; it was dead beyond question.

Elijah Hastings, holding the gun, slowly approached the python, providing fire support.

It wasn’t until Sean Knight and Douglas Cooper made several cuts on the python’s body with their daggers, confirming it was thoroughly dead, that the others gathered around.

"It must weigh a few hundred kilograms," Douglas Cooper kicked the python’s body and commented, "The meat must be delicious, right?"

"If you can stand the parasites in its body, then you could give it a try." Sean Knight, through Sky Eye, had already seen the python’s body was riddled with all sorts of parasites. He had no intention of eating it.

"That scared me to death just now!" Cheryl Suweton said as she curiously came over to touch the python.

The lead guide also walked over. He took out a short knife, cut open a slit in the python’s abdomen, and the guide who had been swallowed before slid out from inside.

His body was still moving, but his exposed skin on the face and hands had been so corroded by the python’s gastric juice it was a mess.

Clearly, he was beyond saving.

"Last night, you should have listened to Sean Knight," Haruda Tomoko accused the other guides at that time, "otherwise he might not have died today."

With that, she turned to Sean Knight, hoping for support.

After all, ever since they set off, those guides had consistently taken the lead in directing the team’s movements, and naturally, Haruda Tomoko wanted to take control.

She hoped to get Sean Knight’s backing.

As long as Sean Knight supported her, leveraging this incident, she was sure to take command.

Sean Knight and his group didn’t respond.

The death of a teammate was not good news for them. Now was the dumbest time to fight among themselves.

"From now on, let’s not split up, and move together as a group," the chief guide said with a somber expression.

Despite the death, the treasure hunt would continue.

Then the group moved on together, cautiously continuing their search forward.

Fearing another encounter with a giant python, the efficiency of the search had declined.

They took a break in the middle, snacking on some convenience foods.

By then, sharing food wasn’t a matter of ’yours or mine’ anymore; everyone gathered together, with Lincoln Harrington having prepared earlier, and Sean Knight’s side provided some hot water, which changed the expression of the other three guides a bit.

It wasn’t until nightfall that they had searched less than half of the ruin site area.

But so far, there were no significant finds; the few discoveries were just metal fragments and gem particles.

As it was getting dark, this time without Sean Knight’s group needing to remind anyone, they moved the campsite to another slightly elevated location about 100 meters from the ruin site.

Elijah Hastings had kept holding the rifle he’d seized, and he didn’t return it to the guide. The guide tried to ask for it back a few times but seemed not to have the courage.

He also sought out the lead guide, who sent him away with a stream of native language.

James Ross guessed that the head guide told off the other guide for his cowardice, suggesting that the rifle was better off in Elijah Hastings’ hands than his.

After all, Elijah Hastings and his group had not fled in the face of the python but had rather killed it.

During the nighttime camp, men were still arranged to keep the night watch.

This time, more fires were lit around the tents.

Before nightfall, the guides brought back plenty of dead branches, and they had gathered more wood fuel.

This was to at least ensure that the fires would burn all night.

After all, fire could still serve as a great deterrent to wild animals.

At midnight, from the location where the python was killed, came the growling of beasts, obviously fighting over the python’s flesh.

These growls lasted all night long.

Cheryl Suweton once again appeared in Sean Knight’s tent.

This time she was truly afraid.

"Seeing such a gigantic python for the first time in my life! If it had approached us unnoticed, it could have swallowed us whole with one bite!"

Cheryl Suweton, recalling the terrifying scene, still felt frightened.

Sean Knight held her gently, reassuringly saying:

"Don’t worry, we’re here. It’s not just this one python— even if there were several more, we wouldn’t be afraid."

Sean Knight and his team were truly unafraid. After all, they had encountered even more ferocious animals.

Whether it was because the python’s blood had drawn away those beasts, or because there was only this one python nearby, they passed the night peacefully.

Apart from the night watchman who got many bites from insects, everyone else was unharmed.

The second day after breakfast, the lead guide spoke up:

"Today we need to speed up, try to completely search the entire ruin site, and then we need to move to another location. The pace must be faster!"

The others looked toward Sean Knight, who offered no objection. After all, he had already surveyed the ruin site, and there truly wasn’t anything of value.