The shrub was covered with spikes, and its branches grew haphazardly and wildly like sticks full of thorns, and at first glance several shrubs seemed to be wrestling together, interspersing and squeezing each other, trying to kill each other. www.biquge.info Their skin is grayish-white, and there is a small oval green leaf between the thorns and the stem, like a crystal jadeite, but Ansu thinks that the jadeite is not as cute as them. Ansu happily called this shrub the thorn bush. With this sparkling green, the whole desert suddenly came alive.

The bushes cast a shadow on the sand, giving Ansu a chill. She decided to take a break here and wait for the night to come. For the first two days, she rested during the day and traveled at night. Today, I was in a more anxious and irritable mood, and I even hurried a little more during the day. After drinking some water and resting for a while, the fire in my head slowly went out. An Su let out a long breath, sat in the shade of the trees and looked at the endless desert, knowing that he had been reckless today, and he had an anxious mood, which was not a good sign. The main cause of death in the desert is not only physical death but also mental breakdown, and the spirit often precedes physical death. Therefore, in the process of survival, we must pay attention not only to the physical condition, but also to the mental condition. In a desperate situation, people are prone to cranky thoughts, pessimistic emotions, and push themselves off the cliff of death, at this time, in addition to cheering themselves up in time, they can also keep themselves busy, and there is no time to think about messy things, and focus on survival.

Ansu retracted his gaze, no longer thinking about how many days he would be able to get out of the desert, but refocusing on the reality of survival. With only two water bladders left in her backpack, she had to find a source of water, or she might not survive a day in this extremely harsh environment. In the desert, you can eat the rhizomes of cacti or other plants to replenish water, or drink the blood of animals, and of course, the best thing is to find an oasis, which means that there is water and there may be food. If there are animals in the desert, they will definitely go to the oasis to drink water. Oases can bring food or predators, and it is a place where opportunities and challenges coexist.

Food is also an issue to consider. There was little food to be brought down from the boat, and the harsh environment made the coast so desolate that there was little life. In the past two days, Ansu has only lived by eating water bladders that have run out of water. They tasted like dried leather armor, hard and tough, and their cheeks hurt when they chewed, but Ansu chewed them slowly and swallowed them. They have no water and no taste, and eating is like swallowing a piece of charcoal, scraping down their throats, stalking in their esophagus, and they need water to swallow, but at least, they provide a little bit of protein to drive their legs forward.

Ansu carefully removed those nail-sized green leaves with a saber, and when he cut them off, there was some mucus on the tail, Ansu licked them with his tongue, and he was speechless, there was no smell and no stimulation to his tongue. Ansu was relieved to pick off most of those green leaves and eat them, which was not much.

There is a lot of water in the area where there are plants, but the terrain here is relatively high, and the possibility of digging up water is almost zero, but Ansu still tried to dig it. She is not looking for water in the field, but water stored in the roots of plants. The roots of the thorny bush pierced deep into the sand like an awl, and Ansu dug about two meters deep, but its roots were still as thin and straight as an awl, and there were no thick nodules. Ansu didn't dig down again, this action made the temperature on her body soar, her body seemed to be on fire, she had to stop, she couldn't let her body lose more water than she gained, if she continued to dig, her body would lose more water, but she couldn't get enough water from the root system of the thorn bush, which was more than worth the loss. The rule of survival is to get what you want with the least effort.

Ansu was not disappointed that she had not found the root nodules of the thorny bush, she stopped to drink her saliva, the rain in the water bladder had been scorched by the heat for several days, and it had a little peculiar smell, but it was better to have a peculiar smell than not to drink at all. Ansu took the water in her mouth and felt every cell in her mouth sucking greedily, and before she could swallow it, it was gone, so she had to take another sip. After the dry and smoking throat was moisturized, Ansu decisively removed the water bladder from her lips, she had to be restrained, drinking too much water at once, the body could not absorb it, and the excess would evaporate from the pores or turn into sweat, which was equivalent to wasting water. The most unaffordable thing to waste here is water.

An Su pursed her lips, put away the water bladder, and carefully observed the sand pit that had just been dug up, there were no bugs, she was relieved and a little disappointed at the same time. The absence of bugs means that she can dig a bigger bunker and rest in it, but it also means that Ansu has no other food to eat, and the bugs can at least add a little protein. It's a pity that no, Ansu thought regretfully.

The bunker was indeed a few degrees lower than the ground, and on the ground Ansu did not sit down, but half-squatted. The sand under the scorching sun is like a red-hot iron plate, and your butt may be roasted when you sit on the ground. In the bunker, Ansu can finally use her backpack to cushion it, sit back, and relax her legs.

Taking off her boots and pouring out the sand inside, Ansu slowly massaged the sore muscles in her legs, which were her means of transportation in the desert, and she had to keep them in the best possible condition.

The sun gradually moved westward, reclaiming its light and heat, and its whole body became fiery red, like a furnace of coals. The red light spread from under the setting sun, like a spark lighting a fire, and almost as soon as the sun set, the entire desert burned, and the world was only left with red and black.

Ansu picked up a handful of sand, and it was the sand that glowed red, during the day they seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and were inconspicuous, but at night, they began to glow red, and the desert turned into a sea of fire. Walking in the middle of it gives you the feeling of walking on a grassland that is burning with fire.

Ansu left the bushes and continued on his way, stepping on the glowing red sand under his feet, not worried about finding his way. Fortunately, the soft red light is not as dazzling as the sun during the day, but seeing only one monotonous color can make the eyes tired. Ansu occasionally stopped to look at the starry sky and make sure she was in the right direction. Ansu walked neither fast nor slow, and after spotting the bushes, she paid more attention to the situation on the road. In the desert, there are many animals that only come out at night. Ansule hopes to find out.