Wang Yang learned the lesson of being bitten by a snake last time, carefully observed the surroundings, and carefully observed the ground to see if there were any well-camouflaged snakes, and used the ground from time to time to remove fallen leaves.

It is said that once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, but Wang Yang couldn't see the rope, but he was a lot more cautious.

The snake also taught itself a lesson.

and the bear's attack methods, which also made Wang Yang more aware of how to protect himself here.

From time to time, he would look up to see if there was a potential crisis in the tree.

This time, he walked more slowly, and every time he went around a large tree, he had to check the environment, so he often paused for a minute every twenty meters.

And he is no longer so stubborn in wanting to find rattan, the purpose of this time is completely to exercise his ability to survive, so he is not in a hurry at all, and every step seems to be cautious.

But he always had a subtle feeling, a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at him from the moment he entered.

He wasn't sure if the feeling was true or not, probably due to the dim environment, and the strangely growing trees.

To put it bluntly, it is the psychological effect.

But he did not reject this feeling, which could make him concentrate and be vigilant.

At a distance of 100 meters, he climbed a large tree and looked around condescendingly.

In the trees, his field of vision will be wider, and he can see the scenery from forty meters away, which is more advantageous for danger to come.

After looking carefully for a while, there was only a lurking snake on the ground around him, except for some small reptiles, and he secretly noted the location of the snake and climbed up a little.

This time, he could see the scenery fifty meters away, and although it was still blocked by some trees, he didn't care.

Fifty meters away, it was quieter, and no wild beasts appeared.

He climbed up again, and when he got here, he saw a place fifty meters away, and deduced that the vision of fifty meters was the limit of the forest.

Just then, he saw a fruit tree with green fruit growing on it.

As a lonely person, picking fruit is a necessary means in the forest.

He carefully observed the road between the two trees, and after making sure that there was no danger, he fell to the ground, ran quickly for twenty meters, stopped to look at the ground and the sky around him, and ran forward another twenty meters.

Ten meters away from the fruit tree, he hid behind a large tree.

Where there is food, there will be fighting, which is the first rule of jungle survival.

Wang Yang poked his head out and looked over.

The tree was probably six meters high, with very large, thick branches, which were very easy to climb and pick, and there were many green fruits growing on the tree, about a few dozen.

There were a few fallen fruits on the ground, which looked to be rotten, and a bunch of ants were crawling on them.

After making sure that there was no danger, Wang Yang quickly ran over, climbed to the tree, and picked a few fruits to eat.

At the same time, while eating, I looked into the distance.

It was still quiet, and there was not a trace of movement.

Wang Yang decided to stay in the trees for a while to observe the habits of the animals in the forest.

This stay is a whole day, most of the time the forest is surprisingly quiet, and I haven't seen the saber-toothed tiger I encountered some time ago.

In addition to seeing the meerkat fight, which ended in the complete victory of the meerkat in the end, the most I saw was a few pheasants eating small insects on the ground.

Wang Yang thought about killing one or two pheasants, but before he could get off the tree, he would suddenly fly away inexplicably, as if he had been frightened.

He didn't dare to act rashly.

In the afternoon, he slept on the tree, but fortunately the branches were big enough, and he sat on the branches, leaned against the trunk, took a belt made of wild boar skin, and tied himself casually, so that he would not fall off the tree.

In the evening, he decided not to go back, and spent the night observing in the trees.

He made a great deal of determination to make this decision, and it was only through observation and inference that he judged.

There are no other large trees around this fruit tree, and there is no connection between the branches of each other, so there is no danger from other trees.

The only thing he had to defend was the area under his feet.

And whether it is a bear or an animal, he has a spear, which is enough to be a husband and a man.

And many animals like to come out at night and see more.

Sure enough, as soon as night fell, the forest was lively, and there were often bursts of sensational sounds in the grass, and the sound of chasing was often heard in the distance.

Wang Yang listened intently with his ears in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, judging where the sound came from.

He was nervous several times, too, and the saber-toothed tiger seemed to find himself again, roaring under the tree, jumping a few times, but in vain.

Wang Yang was so scared and nervous that he couldn't see anything, so he clutched the wooden spear tightly and stabbed it indiscriminately.

"Roar~"

As if stabbing the blade-toothed tiger, it screamed and hurried away.

Wang Yang touched the tip of the gun, felt the wet and hot liquid, smelled it, and was sure that it was bloody.

His face changed slightly, and he quickly inserted the wooden spear into the fruit and stirred it, and then threw the fruit with the smell of blood into the distance.

In this way, the night passed, and there was a glimmer of light in the sky, and the sky slowly brightened.

Wang Yang's gaze recovered a little, and he was able to see his surroundings clearly.

At the same time, he didn't sleep all night, which also made him feel very tired, and he was about to go down the tree to go back, but suddenly found that a wild boar ran over, looked at Wang Yang twice, and ate the fruit on the ground by himself.

Wang Yang's spirit was shocked, he looked around, and found no wild boar herds and other creatures, and suddenly the idea of hunting came to him.

This wild boar is only sixty centimeters long and weighs about one hundred and sixty pounds.

It had a few scratches on its body, which seemed to have been left by the other boars when they were fighting for sows, and after losing the battle, they came out alone to forage for food.

Wang Yang analyzed the comparison of his strength with this wild boar, thinking that even if he couldn't beat it, he wouldn't be injured, so he decided to hunt alone without the fangs of the pig.

He climbed down the tree, the boar's ass was aimed at him, turned his head to look at Wang Yang, and continued to eat the fruit.

Wang Yang held the wooden spear, and suddenly launched a dash five meters away, and the wooden spear was suddenly inserted into the boar's back.

"Ji~" The wild boar let out an ugly scream, twisted his body violently, and faced Wang Yang, with monstrous anger rising in his small eyes, and rushed over.

Wang Yang was slightly stunned, originally in his mind, this time he would definitely pierce the belly of the wild boar, but he didn't expect that the skin of the wild boar was very strong, and it was only less than three centimeters into it.

I had to pull it out, and in the face of the menacing wild boar, I hurriedly clamped the wooden spear between my neck and shoulders, and took out two cones while running towards the big tree.

The speed of the wild boar was very fast, like a car, it was simply Bolt of the wild boar world, and it was behind Wang Yang in two seconds.

Wang Yang broke out in a cold sweat, kicked three steps on the tree, stabbed into the trunk of the tree with a double cone, and there was a tingling pain in his calf, and when he lowered his head, his calf didn't know when, and a cut was cut by the fangs of the wild boar, and the blood flowed for a long time.

"Boom!" The boar lowered its head and slammed into the tree at once, and its two fangs pierced into the trunk, and the tree shook violently.

Wang Yang hurriedly hugged the big tree so as not to fall.

At this time, the wild boar was struggling below, trying to pull the fangs out of the trunk, Wang Yang could not care about bandaging the calf, lifting the bone spurs, and piercing the eyes of the wild boar!

"Boom!" The boar screamed in pain, and its bone spurs were sharper than the wooden spears, piercing them from the eye to the mouth.

He shook his head in rage, and finally pulled out his fangs, blood spilling from the corners of his eyes and mouth, screaming and running to the other end.

When Wang Yang saw that it was about to escape, he quickly jumped off the tree, his leg was painful, and the blood flowed profusely, and he fell under the tree.

He looked at his wound, and sure enough, it was scraped by the fangs of the wild boar, it was a three-centimeter gap, and he didn't dare to wrap it with the skin on his body, for fear of bacterial infection, and was about to stand up and chase the wild boar.

Who would have thought that the wild boar ran back again, staring at Wang Yang and rushing over.

Its speed peaked at this moment, its mouth wide open, blood gushing out, white fangs sharp and screaming.

Wang Yang was inconvenient, there was no way to avoid it, death enveloped his body and mind, his mind was blank, he instinctively leaned back, leaned against the trunk, the spear in his hand was tightly pressed against the trunk, and his heart jumped with the collision of the wild boar!

"Bang! Zila ......"

The blood was cheap on Wang Yang's face, body, and mouth, hot and salty.

Are you going to die? Am I going to die?!

Wang Yang roared unwillingly in his heart, and the moment he opened his eyes, he almost touched his face with the wild boar, and Sen Ran's fangs were in front of his eyes. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!) ）