In the early morning, before the sun showed his face, Lao Luo had already eaten breakfast, packed his bags, and used some more breadfruit shells for drinking water, and at the same time packed some dry firewood to prevent rain. It is a 160-kilometre walk from the campsite to Mombasa in a straight line, and it is necessary to set aside time for accidents and a break at noon, and it takes almost a week to walk 30 kilometres a day.

So Lao Luo decided to set off this morning to get used to it, and at the same time strive to rest a little more peacefully at noon. The serval Hua Biao was a little curious about the different arrangements this morning, maybe the felines have this characteristic.

As if knowing that this was about to leave here, Hua Biao kept circling around Lao Luo, probably because he was afraid that Lao Luo would throw it here and not want it.

Leaving the low bushes of the campsite, Lao Luo looked back, then turned his head and used a single-hole sniper scope to observe the east - the sky over there was getting brighter and brighter, and then pointed to the east and shouted to Hua Biao, who was still spinning under his feet, "Hua Biao, let's go!" ”

Hua Biao immediately became excited, bowed slightly, and rushed towards the east diagonally downward. Lao Luo also followed excitedly and quickly. Anyone who observes this sight will feel that the tall man who suddenly emerges from the jungle is majestic and powerful, with a spear in his hand, a short-handled throwing spear on his back, and leather trousers and shoulder straps with mysterious patterns, as creepy as a beast of prey.

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The average altitude of East Africa is about 1,000 meters, with the Kilimanjaro Mountains as the boundary in the north-south direction, the tropical plateau steppe climate in the east, and the Great Rift Valley in the west, where many primitive tribes live and breed. In later generations, the eastern grasslands were roughly divided into several parts by Tanzania, Kenya, Ethiopia and Somalia, and the route that Lao Luo now walks is basically equivalent to crossing the border between Tanzania and Kenya and then eastward, passing through the Kwalai Province of Kenya in later generations, this part of the area is basically all grassland, and Lao Luo has never trekked through the entire grassland area even if he often carried out missions in Africa in later generations.

Especially since this time and space is completely different from the afterlife, there is not so much human destruction. Lao Luo walked out of the Shagayu jungle at about eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was sprinkled on the boundless grassland in front of him, the grassland just after the rainy season was green, and there were some dewdrops hanging on the elephant grass in the morning, so verdant from afar.

Lao Luo, who grew up in the Inner Mongolia grassland, was excited, and the rough voice of "roaring ......" didn't know how far it went, only to see a group of timid gazelles grazing a hundred and ten meters away suddenly stopped, and then ran away from Lao Luo as if they were being chased by fierce beasts, three or five lions who were probably ready to hunt gazelles chased the gazelles, Lao Luo seemed to see the leading lioness also looked at his side, and then a few hairy hyenas followed the lion away, These things must have been picked up cheaply after the lion's ass. About a kilometer away was a herd of wildebeests, seemingly disturbed by gazelles, perhaps frightened by lions, and moving slowly.

"HOHO......" Lao Luo was also frightened by the effect of his voice, I really didn't expect that a casual voice would be such an effect.

"It's a pity that there is no horse ......" Lao Luo muttered in a low voice, holding up Hua Biao and putting it on his left shoulder, on which there was a large piece of skin deliberately reserved by Lao Luo when he made the shoulder strap, not afraid of Hua Biao's paws scratching himself, "Go, Hua Biao ......"

Hua Biao, who was tired from walking down the mountain, stood on Lao Luo's shoulder, rubbed Lao Luo's head with his head, and his voice of "meow ......" was obviously much louder than when he was in the jungle.

The grassland after the rainy season is very humid, the grass and trees are very vigorous, in view of the unfamiliar grassland here, worried that the young Hua Biao will be bitten by a snake, Lao Luo put Hua Biao on his shoulder, and then holds a spear in both hands, and moves forward while stirring the grass in front of him.

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The lowland grassland will form a lot of swampy areas after the rain, although this is a plateau, but be careful, Lao Luo's speed is not fast, maybe the throat at the beginning has some effect, Lao Luo did not meet any lions and leopards to spy on himself.

In the end, it is the grassland of the plateau, and the sunshine of Africa is sufficient, so the grassland is not generally vigorous, and there are always some slightly higher places where the grass and trees are sparse. At noon, Lao Luo found a place like this, and it happened that there were some shuttle trees and sausage trees on the side, as well as gold ** trees like flat-topped thumbtacks, and checked that there were no snakes or scorpions and ants around him, Lao Luo put down Hua Biao, took out the elephant grass futon in the ring and threw it on the ground, ready to rest in the shade of the tree in the afternoon.

Hua Biao excitedly "meowed" and circled around, maybe planning to occupy a piece of territory here? Who knows about it. Lao Luo used a sniper scope to carefully observe his surroundings to prevent a surprise attack by a fierce beast - lions or leopards are very fast in short range, so they must be guarded.

Pick a few sausage tree fruits, break open and taste, although a little sweet taste, but the taste is not very good, later generations said that this thing is also called rich fruit, can treat skin diseases fungal infections or something, or the best breast enlargement natural medicine. Collect some that may be used as gifts for people in the future, and then collect some shriveled seed-like things, I don't know how this sausage tree is propagated, cuttings or seeds, maybe go back to the Central Plains to find someone to try with seeds As for cuttings, you don't have to think about it.

Take out the wooden bowl, put a little water for Hua Biao, and then have some grilled fish and roast wolf legs, the Chinese food of one person and one cat is enough, the grilled fish and wolf legs are still warm when taken out, and it is really convenient to have a portable space, at least you don't have to worry about eating cold food to spoil your appetite. To say that Hua Biao, a pure wild animal, is by no means like the pets of later generations, eating is eating and playing. Hua Biao knew from Lao Luo's adoption that he had suffered hardships, including hunger, and maybe being chased by other animals. This little serval cat from Lao Luo's side, as long as he eats must be very fast, usually very alert, cultivated for only half a month, can already replace Lao Luo's vigil, and is very smart, the sense of danger is very sensitive, the time when he picked up the wild boar happened at night, the wild boar outside was stabbed by the trap at the same time that Hua Biao used his head to wake up Lao Luo.

Lao Luo calculated the itinerary in the morning, this is the first day, the physical condition is very good, the morning walked about twenty-five kilometers away, you can rest a little more at noon, and you don't have to go far in the afternoon as planned, but the camp at night must be found well, and the grassland at night is the most lively time of the day.

In fact, according to Lao Luo's physical strength, he didn't feel tired after walking dozens of kilometers, and the reason why he didn't plan to reach Mombasa quickly was to prevent accidents on the way, and the other reason was that Lao Luo wanted to sort out his thoughts while experiencing the journey of time and space.

The serval cat is a habit of day and night, so when Hua Biao is napping in the shade of the tree, Lao Luo stands calmly under the tree, which is also a rest for him, standing there and feeling the heat flow generated by practicing Jingyuan secret art in the body, rising from the soles of the feet to the dantian position and then running to the limbs, not after a place to feel a more relaxed, and then run to the head and feel a burst of clarity, although it is hot Africa, but it is like a refreshing wind blowing in the face, deaf and clear. The golden ** umbrella above his head is like a huge crown, but Lao Luo is like an imperial tiger under the crown standing on this grassland.

When the sun slid a third of the way from the top of his head to the west, Lao Luo grabbed the flower and put it on his shoulder, let it doze off again, picked up the spear, and then went east. In the distance, wildebeest herds are scattered scattered across a large grassland, estimated to total no less than tens of thousands, and every time the grasslands begin to dry up, it is the day of their migration, when different wildebeest groups gather together and run fearlessly to the next pasture, no matter what lies ahead.

Lao Luo's stride was not slower than in the morning, perhaps because he had a good break at noon, he didn't even feel the hard work of running around under the sun, but just strode forward while looking at the scenery on the road. Maybe the lion colony and hyenas that you could see from afar in the path were afraid of the heat, or maybe they were all full and didn't feel hungry, anyway, Lao Luo was not harassed by them, even when the sun began to turn west.