Seeing clearly that it was him, Edward Clark's wary expression relaxed, then, somewhat in disbelief, he said, “Henry, you didn’t catch any prey?”

　　Who was this?

　　A genius among the younger generation of the clan, the most famous overachiever, always ranked first in past hunts, caught the most and the best prey, but today not a single one… How could that be?

　　Henry Clark shook his head. “Just bad luck…”

　　Edward Clark still couldn’t believe it and said, “For such a large-scale hunting event, with five elders participating, not catching a single prey will definitely get you scolded. How about this, I caught a lot, I’ll give you one!”

　　“How could I accept that…”

　　Feeling emotional inside, having such a “little brother” is really great, Henry Clark reached out with his right hand, grabbed one, and with a forceful tug, pulled it over.

　　“……”

　　He was just being polite, but didn’t expect it to be “snatched” away directly. Edward Clark was stunned.

　　Wasn’t he always too proud before, refusing to accept handouts?

　　When did he become so shameless?

　　But, doing this… actually feels pretty down-to-earth…

　　A bit pained, but still smiled and nodded, “It’s fine, there’s still some distance down the mountain, maybe I can hunt more…”

　　Before he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the nearby bushes, and then, a colorful venomous snake, flicking its tongue, slithered over.

　　As thick as a bowl, more than six meters long.

　　Henry Clark frowned and quickly dodged behind Edward Clark.

　　Edward Clark’s face grew serious. “That’s a tiger-striped green python, its strength is comparable to a third-level martial artist. If we work together to kill it, it’ll count as your prey… Henry? Henry?”

　　Halfway through his words, he realized his cousin was gone…

　　Sss sss sss!

　　Sensing his killing intent, the tiger-striped green python didn’t hesitate, shooting straight out, its head like an arrow released from a bowstring.

　　No time to search, no time to discuss any battle plan, Edward Clark’s body flickered, dodging the attack, while stabbing his dagger at the snake’s head.

　　The python’s body recoiled, its tail coiling up.

　　Buzz!

　　A sharp pain in his palm, Edward Clark’s hand burst with blood, and the dagger whistled away.

　　“Henry, help me—”

　　His expression changed, Edward Clark hurriedly turned his head, only to find that his cousin, at some point, had already retreated twenty meters away…

　　It wasn’t that Henry Clark was heartless, but… with just over 8 days of life left, he really didn’t dare to act!

　　“Right, the Longevity Diagram can see my own lifespan, can it see others’?”

　　A thought popped up.

　　His gaze immediately fell ahead.

　　The Longevity Diagram flickered, and several lines of text appeared.

　　Edward Clark: Resident of Xujiazhuang, Jiyuan City, son of Grand Elder Xu Tianfeng.

　　Cultivation: Peak of Martial Artist Level Three.

　　Lifespan: 16 years / 78 years.

　　Techniques: Xu Family Qi Training Method, Tiger Fist (minor achievement).

　　Tiger-striped green python: Wild beast from Jilong Ravine, Yundang Mountains.

　　Cultivation: Late stage of Martial Artist Level Three.

　　Lifespan: 39 years / 89 years.

　　Techniques: None.

　　“As expected, I can see it, but there are some differences…”

　　In the Longevity Diagram, the records for Edward Clark and the green python are different from his own—there’s no “steal opportunity” option, instead, it shows techniques.

　　But now wasn’t the time to ponder this.

　　“The python’s 89-year lifespan probably means, under normal circumstances, it can live that long. Wait, does that mean I can’t kill it today…”

　　The tiger-striped green python was indeed strong, but his cousin was skilled at catching snakes and slightly stronger; even if it was tough, he should be able to kill it.

　　Why was its lifespan still so long?

　　While he was puzzled, two lines of text floated across the Longevity Diagram.

　　Edward Clark, body injured, lifespan: -1, -5, -10…

　　Tiger-striped green python, body injured, lifespan: -10, -100, -500…

　　Henry Clark suddenly understood.

　　It seems the Longevity Diagram can only record the time of natural death. As for being killed, that’s considered an accident and can’t be predicted in advance; instead, it deducts survival time based on bodily damage.

　　If the attack is slow, -100, -1000, -10000, there’s still time to react; if it’s fast, it’s instantly zeroed out—straight to Game Over.

　　So, knowing your lifespan doesn’t mean you can be reckless, otherwise, one accident and you won’t even know how you died…

　　Understanding this, he secretly felt relieved—thank goodness he didn’t rush in just now. Even his cousin lost so much lifespan; in his own state, even a graze would mean instant death…

　　After watching for a while, seeing the tiger-striped green python’s lifespan dropping lower and lower, while Edward Clark’s was only slightly reduced, Henry Clark finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　　No need to go help.

　　Thinking this, he retreated a few more steps; twenty meters was still a bit too close—not absolutely safe…

　　Also, he needed to relax.

　　Because just now, another line of text floated before his eyes: mood tense, lifespan: -0.01, -0.01…

　　Don’t underestimate this number—converted to time, it’s nearly fifteen minutes, more than enough to leave a last message…

　　Hmm?

　　Running fast, emotional ups and downs, all affect lifespan, so… what about happiness? Would it increase lifespan?

　　A smile takes ten years off your age…

　　Thinking of this, recalling happy memories, he couldn’t help but smile.

　　Mood joyful, lifespan: +0.01, +0.01, +0.01…

　　“It really works?”

　　Eyes shining, Henry Clark felt like he’d found a bug.

　　Looks like as long as I keep smiling, I’ll never die…

　　Huff, huff, huff!