This is corn......

This is cabbage......

This is a carrot......

This is...... It's a sapling anyway......

After searching around the bookcase for a long time, Zhao Lan finally couldn't help but kick the bookcase.

What the?

From the beginning of his search to the present, the bookcases he has turned over are not only plants, but also plants.

Don't you have some firearms?

Even if you don't have a bazooka, at least give me a few howitzers and guns.

But Zhao Lan found that now, except for various vegetables and fruits, he didn't see a single direct hair.

No...... I also found a few pieces of men's underwear and some stockings, but it looked like they had been used, and they were thrown to the ground by Zhao Lan angrily and stepped on a few feet in disgust.

Those dirty things should be the masterpieces of the Dongying people, and these melons, fruits and vegetables should be the preparations made by the people of the Huaxia Research Institute for the catastrophe.

Sighing speechlessly, Zhao Lan continued to grope forward to investigate, that's it, something is better than nothing, in the memory of this body, Zhao Lan knew that there were actually many vegetables in this world that had not yet appeared on this continent, such as carrots, peppers and so on.

After continuing to grope forward for a while, Zhao Lan finally found a weapon, but looking at the weapon in front of him, Zhao Lan only felt speechless for a while.

Gan.

The short sword, which suddenly disappeared at the most fatal moment on the cliff, turned out to be inexplicably absorbed by this ring.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing his anger against the ring, Zhao Lan took the short sword off the shelf and held it in his hand.

Anyway, as long as it's not lost.

Continuing to grope forward, Zhao Lan also found a lot of tools, similar to wires, and a lot of pliers, and even found one in a skateboard dinghy.

But just as Zhao Lan was about to continue searching, he suddenly felt a pain in his face, as if he had hit something, and there was no way to continue searching.

What is it?

Zhao Lan touched the air in front of her suspiciously, and then saw a ripple that continued to fluctuate like the surface of the water.

What kind of barrier?

Just as Zhao Lan was about to continue exploring, he suddenly felt a repulsive force coming from the entire space, sending him upward.

After being stunned for two seconds, he felt that his consciousness was about to dissipate, and he suddenly remembered that this was the manifestation of consciousness when he withdrew from the ring, and the thoughts in his brain fought for a second, Zhao Lan let go of the short sword in his hand and let it fall.

The condition outside of his body is unknown now, and it is not a good choice to rashly take the short sword out.

Anyway, the dagger is in the ring, and it won't be lost.

When consciousness returned, Zhao Lan immediately found that he was being tied tightly at the moment and thrown in an open box.

Looking up at the extra stranger beside him, Zhao Lan sighed lightly.

Did you just get out of Longtan and enter the tiger's den again?

"Hey, where are you going to send me?"

Watching the people around him constantly climb onto the boat along the gangplank, Zhao Lan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, looking at this posture, it seemed that he was going to smuggle himself out of the country.

"Carry him up."

Zhao Lan's question was not answered, and a fat middle-aged man walked straight up to him and waved his hand to the two tall men standing beside him to carry him onto the boat.

The two high-ranking men answered, and then set up Zhao Lan and transported him to the ship.

The boat is very large, very wide, it is a very ancient kind of square painting boat, because of the reason of sailing on the sea, the hull is very high, and the two tall men drove Zhao Lan all the way to the bow along the pedal on the side of the boat.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Lan struggled to untie the rope, but found that the rope seemed to be tied with a dead knot and could not be untied at all.

When I first arrived in this world, I inexplicably met so many people who wanted to arrest me, and these people seemed to have no records at all in the previous Zhou history.

It's really a dog.

But the two men seemed to be deaf, and ignored his words, and threw him directly into a dark room below the deck, and left him alone, and closed the hatch and gradually moved away.

"Damn."

Zhao Lan, who was slammed to the ground, scolded angrily and sat up with a twist.

There are no lights, and Class A does not transmit any light, plus Zhao Lan's body seems to be suffering from night blindness, and he can't see his fingers in this dark cabin.

The cadre was taken out of the ring by him, Zhao Lan held the cold hilt, gently picked the knot behind the back, and then sent the cadre back to the ring.

Tie a false knot of the rope behind him, looking at the darkness around him, Zhao Lan sighed weakly, leaned his back against the hull, closed his eyes, listened to the sound of bubbling water from outside the cabin, and gave up struggling.

Go with the flow.

At least for now, it's alive.

"Squeak~"

The sound of the hatch being opened sounded, and a thin young man in white linen opened the hatch and climbed down from it with a food box.

"What, let me eat a severed head?"

Seeing him approaching with a food box, Zhao Lan had a sneer on his face and joked at the young man.

Looking at the current situation, there is little hope of escaping, and Zhao Lan simply doesn't think about escaping, so he should go into the tiger's den to explore the tiger.

The young man ignored Zhao Lan, put the food box in front of him, untied the knot behind him, and climbed back. But I don't know what the intention is, I actually left a gap when I closed the hatch, so that the light leaked a little into the cabin.

Zhao Lan frowned, shook off the rope, and opened the food box.

The food box looks huge, but it doesn't seem to have a few dishes inside.

A boiled fish, it didn't seem to have any seasoning, and Zhao Lan threw it into the cabin without looking at it, and it fell into pieces with a snap.

He never liked to eat fish, and he didn't eat what his grandfather used to cook, no matter how fragrant it was.

After tasting the mutton, Zhao Lan also threw it aside.

It's full of smell, who can eat it.

The beef was not processed, the cabbage was sparse, and Zhao Lan obviously saw that one of the vegetable leaves had festered.

A bowl of boiled vegetables didn't even put salt, Zhao Lan drank two mouthfuls of soup, cut down two mouthfuls of rice, and put down the chopsticks.

There is no dish that is palatable.

But thinking about his current situation, Zhao Lan shook his head, picked up the food, and continued to eat in his mouth.

He has not eaten anything except a few nests and peaches so far, and if he doesn't eat anything, he is afraid that he will have no strength to escape.

Finally swallowing a piece of beef, Zhao Lan stroked his throat that was sore from swallowing meat vigorously, picked up the soup and prepared to moisten it, but suddenly saw that there seemed to be something strange in the plate of fish that he had just thrown out.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, and walked to the fish that fell in the cabin, Zhao Lan reached out and touched the head of the fish, and his fingers actually found a small strip of cloth.

Frowning and enduring the fishy smell, Zhao Lan held the strip of cloth and approached the light, and read the handwriting on the strip of cloth in the dim light.

"The moon rises at the mouth of the giant kun, and the sun shines across the sun."

What does this mean?

Zhao Lan looked at it, flipped the strip of cloth to the back, and saw three other words: "Huang Yi"

What does this mean?

Zhao Lan is confused?

Inexplicably, he stuffed a strip of cloth into the mouth of the fish he ate, and inexplicably wrote two lines of poetry.

What do you mean? Mocking yourself for not being able to compose poetry?

What is the mouth of the giant kun?

Sunshine and sunshine are separated?

Does this refer to Tarzan?

Holding the strip of cloth and staring for a long time, Zhao Lan's brows frowned tighter and tighter.