Chapter 55: The Only Winner

I ran forward for more than an hour, the speed slowly slowed down, the fungus and mushrooms I ate just now were gradually converted into energy, but I didn't feel tired, the only thing I was worried about was the pursuers behind, as long as the blood stain on my body was not cleaned, I would be pulled out by them wherever I ran.

I stopped slowly, but running away like this was definitely not the way to go, I had to tell the direction and give myself a general direction. I learned from the map in advance that this forest has a radius of more than 500 kilometers, and if I just blindly go inside, it will be difficult to find a water source, not to mention, it is also easy to be dangerous, and I don't know how many fierce birds and beasts of prey are waiting for me inside? I couldn't have been as lucky as I was this time, I would only have encountered a large carnivore, and I could barely handle it, and if it was a herd, I would hardly have survived.

In the end, I made up my mind to find a way to clean the smell of blood on my body, otherwise, it would be very dangerous to walk in such an impermeable forest, and I would have to travel several kilometers away from the blood, and it was estimated that before the pursuers found me, some beasts would have already eaten me. I gradually gave up on the original idea of finding water, that hope was too slim, I couldn't hang myself from a tree, could I?

I found a place with a little lower terrain, better bushes, and a good line of sight, and cleared a clearing with two daggers. The fallen leaves below were thick and very damp, and I piled them all together. I removed the two thorns, stuck them in my calves, quickly took off my shirt, placed it in the pile of damp leaves, and rubbed it vigorously as if I were washing clothes. I'm now focusing all my attention on the surroundings to prevent large carnivores from suddenly attacking me, and if something unexpected happens, I can get back into combat in a second.

I changed three piles of these damp rotten leaves, and the smell on my shirt was basically gone, and it had been suppressed by the smell of those rotten leaves, but the whole dress was unrecognizable, and it was hard to believe that it was still a piece of clothing, but for me, it didn't matter much, my main purpose was to get rid of the strong smell of blood on it, and as for the rest, I didn't have time to take care of it.

I did the same, and disposed of all the clothes all over my body, and it can be said that the effect was very obvious, except for the smell of rotten leaves, I basically couldn't smell the smell of blood, but I also became a complete temporary "homeless man" on the street. Slow to say that I am in the depths of the primeval forest at this time, no one appreciates my ugliness, even if I walk on the bustling street, once it is for the needs of survival, this approach is still my first choice, I will not give "black and white impermanence" a chance to come to the door for that poor "face"! As for the little ugliness now, it doesn't matter, for me, survival comes first, you can imagine, what is the use of a body that has lost its breath of life, even if it is dressed in a golden silk robe? At most, let the envious gaze of others stay on his (her) corpse for a little longer, that's all! Of course, it is not known whether it will also attract the attention of gravediggers.

I dug a big pit in the same place and buried the rotten leaves that had been stained with blood, so as to prevent some animals with a particularly keen sense of smell from searching for their roots. Originally, I wanted to make the only remaining grenade into a mine like before, and give those greedy guys another vivid "spray lesson", but in the end I gave up this idea, I want to keep this baby grenade for emergencies, and I must use it at the most critical time.

When all this was done, I was confident that at least the big carnivores would not easily catch my breath and stalk me, attack me, and cause me great trouble, so that I could concentrate on dealing with the purposeful "round-ups". What I want to see most at this moment is that when the "foragers" and "round-ups" arrive here at the same time, they will have a battle with little stakes, and no matter who wins or loses, I am undoubtedly the only winner.

I briefly distinguished the direction, and headed forward again, I want to get out of this dangerous place as soon as possible, my act of "washing rotten leaves" just now should have spread the smell of blood far away, maybe it has already attracted the attention of some large carnivores, and they are drooling and rushing here with excitement! I don't want to stay with them for a bloody "real combat exercise" to add to the psychological balance of the thirteen guys who speak ill of me in front of God, and the opportunity for this kind of big showdown is still reserved for my "round-up".

I went about two kilometers further and stopped at a place where the shrubs and trees were very thick. I have replenished my empty stomach in the process of marching just now, and now I have to find a safe place to rest, and I can't go any longer, because I can't be sure how far away the pursuers are from me, and I can't even tell if there are any pursuers, if there are no pursuers at all, I just know that it is very wronged to run forward? Besides, the great danger ahead is obvious, and I would rather deal with thoughtful "round-ups" than face unknown dangers.

I picked a big tree, took out the hook rope around my waist, threw it and hooked a thick branch, and climbed it like an ape. I had planned to find a thick layer of bushes, dig a hole in it, lay down in it and cover it with rotting leaves, and sleep soundly, but then I did not hesitate to give up that idea, fearing that if I fell asleep, I would be eaten by the animals with a keen sense of smell, or bitten by poisonous snakes and insects.

The tree I had chosen was indeed leafy, and if I had to look up from below, I might not have noticed anyone on it if I had turned three times, but I didn't intend to rest on it, so I carefully hooked the thick branches of the adjacent tree with a hook and rope, and let myself slowly swing through. I did the same and "drifted" nearly 30 meters above the tree. Don't think that I'm idle and have nothing to do, and I'm full of food, running to the top of a tree, and eating in this way. Although the traces I left below are very small, and ordinary people can't see anything, but in the eyes of some special people, some clues can still be found. I've gone to great lengths to do this with one purpose, which is to make my chances of survival as good as possible, and that's it. It's a battlefield, not a computer game, and there are countless opportunities to start over, but I only have one chance: live or die! Only those who fully know how to respect their own lives have the right to live.

I climbed up to the middle of the thick leaves of the tree, found a sturdy fork that was slightly straight, and carefully cut off a thick branch with a dagger, and tied it to the straight fork with a hook rope, and netted it a few times with the rope, so that a very simple little hammock with the fork was ready. Of course, I made the rope into a loose joint, and if there was an abnormality, I could quickly evacuate.

To tell you the truth, I'm really tired right now, and I haven't had a break from 23 p.m. last night until 11:30 p.m., and I've been doing some heavy physical work. Therefore, once the small bed is ready, the thick sleepiness will immediately find the door. I forced myself to think about my current situation, and even if the enemy could catch up under the big tree I had just climbed, while they were still puzzled by my disappearance and thinking about where I might go, I had already sneaked down the tree and began to plan a new "hunt race".

People are like this, once the nerves are relaxed, the shadow of tiredness will also swarm. I reduced the two sharp military thorns to my two calves to prevent myself from being cut while sleeping, and thought about the current situation "solidly" again, feeling that I was still relatively safe, so I closed my eyes that were already sour, and fell asleep uncontrollably and thickly