The twenty-ninth day into the eternal world.

After a night's sleep at Walter's home in the fish-man, Wilson felt much better, with a blazing flame that brought warmth and strength.

"Do you live here by yourself?"

"Glepoof~ This is my secret base." Walter sat on the swamp playing, shaking the toy in her hand, "Grown-ups don't know I'm here."

"Won't they worry about you?"

"Well, I'll go back when I've had enough." Walter took something out of the box and hid it in his hand, "Give it to you!" ”

"Compass!" Wilson took it, and it was a compass, "Great, I need it!" I'm lost, and I can go home with it. ”

"Vought is going home too." The little fishman said to Wilson.

"Did you make this?"

"Of course not, Float, that's what Vaux and I swapped." Walter pointed to her spear, "This is also in exchange." ”

"Vaux? Who is Vaux? "Is there so many aborigines in this world?

"Vaux is a liar, but I can only choose him when it comes to exchanging treasures." Walter extinguished the fire pit, "You can also exchange with him, he can give you a lot of useful things." ”

Walter said goodbye to Wilson, and as she left, she gave Wilson an important message: she had seen people moving in the meadows to the southeast: "It's not us! ”。 It must have been Woody and Wolfgang, and they couldn't delay in the swamp, Wilson should have gone south, back to the prairie to join the robots, and after going out for so long, Grandma and they must be worried.

Wilson held the torch in the direction indicated by the compass - he had to keep the torch lit or it would be too cold.

Walking through the swamp, which was full of icy mud and dead swamp wood, Wilson saw the terrible tentacles, suddenly burrowing out of the ground and waving spikes at you, thanks to Wilson running fast enough to get out of it and burrow back into the ground when you left it. There are a lot of reeds and small ponds, and the water is frozen, but judging by the color of the ice, the water must be muddy.

Walter's coat is very warm, and the warm stone, I should ask her if there is any excess. Wilson thought so.

There's a wooden house up ahead, pig-man? No, it's supposed to be a fishman. Wilson's snot was about to run out, and he walked towards the cabin, hoping that the fishmen, like Walter, would help him.

"Anyone?" Wilson knocked on the door, and the Fishman's cabin was a little tattered. "Hello anyone! My name is Wilson and I'm a friend of Walter! ”

But after waiting for a long time, no one responded, are they not at home? It was terrible, Wilson took the food Walter had given him from his pocket, and didn't know how far he was to get out of the swamp. Dusk has arrived, and it will be even colder without the sun for a while. At this moment, the door behind him opened.

"Hello, my name is Wilson! I'm too cold, can you help me a little? Wilson turned his head happily, and he hurriedly said his request.

But—out of the cabin came four fishmen, who looked much more vicious than Walter, and the fishmen stared at Wilson.

"Glerp!" "Glerp!" "Glerp!"

What happened! Wilson turned around and ran, obviously not all fish-people are as friendly as Walter, and the little spider is right, Walter's family doesn't like outsiders!

Fortunately, they only chased for a short distance before stopping, and Wilson did not understand why so many creatures hated him in this world. He set fire to a nearby tree, thinking that he wouldn't freeze to death tonight.