After working in the United States for ten years, he was laid off and couldn't even afford the rent. His white coworkers laughed and told him, “Go back to China!”
Just as he was about to buy a ticket home, a letter from a lawyer arrived from Alaska. His great-grandfather, an old hunter who had ventured into Manchuria in the late Qing Dynasty, had bought a million acres of wilderness hunting grounds during the Gold Rush!
Everyone mocked him. A Chinese coder who had never even held a gun was going to the Alaskan wilderness? He'd be bear food!
But they didn't know that Zhang Beishan had the blood of a hunting king from the Greater Khingan Range running through his veins. The yellowed copy of his great-grandfather's Mountain Hunting Journal recorded long-lost skills in hunting beasts, identifying medicinal herbs, reading the skies, and tracking prey!
On his first trip into the mountains, he killed a North American gray wolf with his bare hands!
In his first hunting season, he earned more than a Silicon Valley programmer!
By the end of his first year, everyone in Alaska knew the name of this Chinese hunting king!
The very people who had once laughed at him now lined up, begging him to take them into the mountains…
I really enjoyed reading this novel 👍👍👍
Ask the United States to hand back the land!
An American who has a lot of troubles in mountain running novels, is still a non-killer, and values castle laws more than life. This is very un-American.
The protagonist is chattering and saying "Don't give up", but he gives up faster than others. Is the author contradicting himself? He says he is not afraid, but at the same time he is afraid to take action.