Chapter 437: New Camp

Tuk - Tuk Tuk!

The next day, in a desperate situation, a muffled sound shattered the eternal silence. With this continuous muffled sound, there were faint bursts of human voice.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Young master, why bother? I thought it was good in that place. ”

"Stupid! There's a worm's nest down there, and you want to wake up one day and be blown up?"

"But didn't you say that you couldn't find a way to the underground. ”

"I didn't find it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have ...... Hey, I said, why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't you want to do it......?

"Uh, how could it be, the young master said that we will move, what the young master said must be right, who dares to object, the little one will pinch out his......"

"What's the matter, hurry up, we'll go on an adventure after we get it done. ”

"Yes, yes, but this tree ...... Is this a tree? It's so tiring, are you sure, young master?"

"Rest assured, this must be a tree, well, except for a little sturdy...... Hey, of course it's tiring, otherwise why would you want to come? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦.”

Such an intermittent conversation sounded, and looking at the voice, somewhere leading to Lin Shen, two people were lying down and standing up.

The lying one was biting a grass in his mouth, his hands folded behind his head, squinting on the horizontal branch of a big tree, lazily answering the people under the tree.

The one standing was holding a strange axe-like instrument, sweating and slashing at a nearby tree. Panting, every time the axe was cut down, it was only a little into the wood, and it was not possible to completely cut down the tree, I am afraid that it would not be possible in a short time.

These two people are none other than Su Mo and the fat master and servant who are in this situation. After a night's rest last night, the fat man finally came back to life, but before he could take a breath, he was enslaved by this unscrupulous young master and began to sell coolies.

Su Mo had been busy probing the situation around him before, and he hadn't had time to think deeply. Yesterday, the fat man's unintentional words finally made him realize. It seems that he didn't move his nest after he came up that day, and then think about the terrifying big bug under his buttocks, and he can't help but feel numb in the scalp and tight in the chrysanthemum.

Change land, you have to change land, this place is not suitable for camp, it is too unsafe! This was Su Mo's first thought after reacting.

Of course, before changing places, you must check whether there is any danger of opening up the passage when you come. As a result, after some inspection, the two were stunned and puzzled.

There was no problem at all on the entire ground, and within a radius of ten meters, no matter where it was, it was the same gravel and sand, and even if it was dug down a meter or two deep, the so-called invisible membrane was not found.

What's going on? Could it be that I was hallucinating at the time?" Su Mo frowned and pondered. But I remember it very well at the time, and there was no abnormality in the slightest. Moreover, the feeling when he hallucinated in the back was completely different from the feeling when he penetrated it at that time, and Su Mo felt that he would never be wrong about this.

Weird, and an inexplicable weirdness!

But no matter how weird it was, Su Mo finally decided to move. Otherwise, I can't pass this level in my heart alone, and I have to think about the worm nest under my ass every day, and I'm afraid that I will even sleep with one eye open.

The fat man had never experienced the crisis of the desert giant worm, and he couldn't understand Young Master Su's worries at all. ran into this strange tree in front of him again, and almost didn't tire him into a dead dog, so naturally he had the previous complaint.

It's a pity that servants don't have human rights. Well, this has nothing to do with this era, but as Young Master Su's servant, this is probably the case.

The camp Su Mo had chosen this time was about a few hundred meters deep along the junction of the Broken Lands and the Everfree Forest.

With the company of the fat man and the body of the meteorite axe, his confidence in his heart increased greatly, and he dared to open the forest. The new camp was chosen to be more dense in the woods. And the reason why they chose this place is also because they finally found a water source here.

It was a small pool, a thumb-thick stream of living water pooled against a mountain stream in the distance. The water of the pond is deep and sweet, and it is very pleasant.

There are still no signs of large animals here, but there are already some pests and rodents. Moreover, faintly, you can hear the occasional birdsong in the depths, but for a while, you can't tell which kind of bird it is.

Now that you've chosen the location of the camp, it's time to set up the camp. Don't think about it, this kind of rough work is not willing to be done by Young Master Su, so only the hard-working fat master can complete this glorious and arduous task.

The fat man was still ignorant at first, patting his chest and swearing that it could be done in minutes, so that the young master could just rest. In the fat man's thinking, isn't it just to cut down a few trees and build a camp, and this work is not undone, and it is not difficult at all. Of course, this kind of costly performance opportunity cannot be missed.

As a result, when the first axe went down, the thing was dumbfounded. Is this Nima a tree? Iron tree. The hard and tough, so suspended that he dislocated on the spot.

Looking back at Young Master Su's smiling face, the fat man suddenly realized that he had been yin and yin again, and the young master had clearly known the inside story for a long time. But he still got up to the dead and dug a pit by himself and buried himself, and then he wanted to regret it again, and the unscrupulous young master would never will.

Alas, sighing, I can only open my arms and do it. Whew, until Su Mo finally shouted to stop, the fat man looked at the results for most of the day, but there were only four or five arm-thick branches, and he almost didn't cry on the spot.

Holding his heart crookedly, leaning on the trunk of the tree and slipping up, this day is simply dark and there is no hope, there is no way to live.

Young Master Su couldn't see it, lowered his head and fiddled with the simple stove that had just been built, boiling water and boiling mushrooms.

There is no distinction between day and night here, whether it is day and night, whether it is today or tomorrow, in fact, the two of them calculate by feeling. At this time, it's about noon, and you always have to fill your stomach to have strength, right?

Young Master Su should still have one thing to say, two to say, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, if you want the donkey to contribute, you must feed it to play the maximum effect.

"Don't pretend to be dead, go around and see if you can get some fruit trees or something to chew. It's too monotonous to eat mushrooms alone, and it's always a little uncomfortable in the mouth. While churning the mushrooms in the pot, Su Mo commanded without raising his head.

Small, is the young master's advantage so easy to take advantage of? I still want to pretend to be a dead dog and wait for the young master to serve you, but there is no door!

The fat man's trick went bankrupt again, and he got up with a wail, dragged his tired body, and walked all the way to the forest in mournful way, turning on the mode of searching for food.

Seeing the fat figure of the fat man disappear into the forest, the corners of Su Mo's mouth were slightly hooked, and a touch of warmth flowed out of his eyes. and the fat man, every time it seems that he abuses and bullies in every way, in fact, there is indeed a unique mode of getting along between the two. The so-called one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, in this unique model, the friendship between the two is more and more sincere and tacit.

The fat man's body is buried in the sand in the small world of the desert, although it is not as seriously eroded by the cold as in the outside world, but it also has many hidden dangers. After Su Mo rescued him, although he replenished his vitality in time, it was all accumulated in the muscle fascia, which must be stimulated by a large amount of exercise in order to maximize its effect.

This is the same principle as the rehabilitation treatment in later generations, and both of them know it. But the two of them didn't say anything, they just put on a look of attacking and receiving, and they enjoyed themselves, which can be regarded as a strange pair.

Stirring the mushrooms in the pot a few more times with a wooden stick, Su Mo got up and carefully selected a similar one from the pile of branches that were easy to cut down, sharpened a tip with a meteorite axe, and aimed left and right, then nodded with satisfaction, and walked to the waterhole with the simple javelin.

There were palm-sized fish in the pool, which the two of them had noticed since they discovered the pool. At this moment, Su Mo just wanted to use a javelin to see if he could try to insert a few tails, one to open the meat, and the other to make up for the fat man's body.

The job of inserting fish is also a craft, if you are inexperienced and unskilled, it is useless to let you have great skills.

But fortunately, Su Mo was a master of this when he was a child, and he didn't know how many small creatures he had harmed in later generations. I never thought that in this life, there was room to play again.

Holding his breath, his eyes fixed on the water and remained motionless. With one hand reclining on his shoulder, the tip of the javelin is aimed diagonally at the water, and the whole person is like a sculpture.

The key point of fish insertion is to be steady, accurate, fast and ruthless. Now that he has a body that has been refined by his abilities, there is no doubt that in these four aspects, Su Mo has already surpassed ordinary people. At this moment, he is really quiet and moving.

Sneering –

A few flashes of gunfire flashed in the air, and it was not until the afterimage was about to dissipate that the sound of breaking the sky began one after another. Su Mo looked at the harvest on the tip of the spear with satisfaction, and with a flick of his wrist, he had already thrown the three small fish with silver scales and black ridges to the ground. Then raise the gun again and start the next round of hunting.

As for what kind of fish it is, Su Meng couldn't tell. Or whether it is poisonous or not, whether it can be imported or not, is also unknown. However, based on his common sense, it is expected that most of the things in the water are fine. Except for a few very few, such as puffer fish or something, most of them can be eaten. This can be seen from the fact that our ancestors first fished by the river, and then gradually turned to land hunting.

Of course, it's a big deal, don't we still have fat people, born with drug testing professionals. A certain young master thought unscrupulously.

Well, the fat man must be from Shandong, and he doesn't talk about it. Su Mo had just dropped that outrageous thought here, and suddenly the fat ghost cried wolf howl behind him:

"Help, young master, come and helpβ€”"