But generally speaking, two-thirds of it remained.
Especially since the limbs were still relatively intact.
Chen Yan simply pushed the thing forcefully off the rock, letting it freefall from over ten meters high.
Then he climbed down himself and dragged the beast's carcass away from the ground.
The axe for chopping wood was still there, and with it, he removed the four legs of the beast and put them into the tattered climbing bag.
The weather was too cold; the blood had already solidified, so there was no bleeding when chopping. The carcass was frozen stiff.
After encountering the group of hunting beasts and the white big cat, Chen Yan realized this cave could no longer be used—it wasn't safe.
Chen Yan thought for a moment, discarded a bundle of firewood to empty a climbing bag, and put the remaining supplies inside, carrying it on his back, while holding the climbing bag with four beast legs in his left hand and an axe in his right.
