Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Chapter 8 – Ape Tactics

DONK!

A hard stick hit the shell.

The turtle head slowly approached one of the holes but didn't fully leave it.

DONK!

Another stick hit the shell.

Kyle watched the turtle head.

Thanks to his darkness vision, he could see the turtle head slowly moving around inside the hole, but it still didn't come out.

By now, there were over five sticks around the turtle shell.

'Fucker's careful,' Kyle thought. 'Hasn't come out even once. Wonder if it knows that it's me throwing trash in its backyard.'

'I wanna put it to an actual test.'

Kyle took off the shitty helmet he had taken from the hill and hit it with the back of his drill.

It vibrated, and the sound of the impact reverberated through the surroundings.

The turtle seemed to notice the sound.

Kyle hit the helmet a couple more times.

The turtle head slowly moved out of the hole.

Kyle just kept hitting it.

And then, the turtle head exploded out of the hole, charging right towards Kyle.

BANG!

The head was stopped by a tree.

The next instant, the turtle tilted its head by 90° and bit the entire tree, hoping it could hit the annoying human who was sure to be beside it.

'Heh, dumbfuck,' Kyle thought from his branch on top of the turtle head.

The next moment, he let himself fall to the side while his legs were still curled around the branch.

As he fell, Kyle activated the drill and stabbed the turtle head.

A burst of blood exploded out of the head, and the turtle immediately retreated.

Hanging upside down from the branch, Kyle watched the turtle go back into its shell.

When he saw the chunks of turtle meat around him, he grinned happily.

'Man, that drill is AWESOME!' he thought as he slowly and quietly climbed down the tree.

Kyle quickly clambered to collect the chunks of meat and retreated back into his tree.

'Why didn't I think of this before?' Kyle thought. 'When that fucker was chasing me, I could've just... wait, I was actually trying to do that but then forgot after destroying its eye.'

'Note for the future: Do more monkey stuff. Seems to work against big things.'

A moment later, he began to eat all the chunks of turtle meat.

The taste still wasn't anything special, but it was like there was something in there that his body absolutely loved.

'Drugs ain't got nothing on this stuff... I think... never tried any. Don't do drugs, kids.'

'But drink lots of alcohol. It disinfects your body and keeps you free of germs!'

After eating all of the turtle chunks, Kyle felt like he just snorted a line of coke.

'Fuck, I want more! This shit is amazing!'

The next moment, Kyle flipped over again, hanging upside down from his branch.

He extended his arms lower so that the helmet and the drill in his hands was near ground level.

Finally, he started banging again.

Kyle watched as the turtle head "looked" out from inside the hole, but even after almost 30 seconds of banging, it didn't come out.

He could also see the damage his drill had caused on the head.

There was now a big hole in the turtle's "cheek", which was still dripping with valuable turtle juice.

'Ah, the guy's too scared,' Kyle thought as he jumped down from his tree.

A moment later, he looked at the branch, trying to remember its location as accurately as possible.

'We gotta be more ballsy now, and I need this branch to save my ass.'