The thirtieth day of the eternal world.

Despite the bitter cold, Wilson didn't freeze to death, which wasn't something to celebrate, and he had to keep going and get out of the swamp.

But in the direction indicated by the compass, the surrounding scenery has not changed much, it has always been a bare swamp, and even has reached the border of the continent, the endless sea. The sea is not frozen, which is in line with science, and if the sea is frozen, how cold it must be.

Wilson stopped and tapped on the compass, "Wouldn't it?" He had the attitude of giving it a try, but when he knocked on it, the needle of the compass was deflected, originally pointing to "south", but now the angle has shifted greatly, pointing to "east". Wilson threw the compass to the ground with all his might, and it broke!

That is, there was no point in marching for such a long time, he did not go towards the steppe, but went in a wrong direction and got lost in the swamp. It's over, it's all over, the materials are gone, the torch is gone, and even the only tool to keep warm is gone. Ah, it's not nothing, Wilson still has the winter hat that his grandmother knitted for him. "Granny, Willow, Wegford, Wolfgang, Woody! Which of you can come to my rescue! Wilson shouted sadly, but it was empty, and no one could come to his rescue.

Can't despair, Wilson still has to go. He chose to move along the border, and the discarded compass was also picked up, otherwise what else could he do?

Fortunately, nature still favored Wilson, and he saw the forest from afar, and the swamp was connected to a forest, and he would walk out of the swamp. However, this was not the place where he had entered the swamp, which was supposed to be grasslands and green areas, which meant that there were no robots waiting for him. Excitement was mixed with a lot of disappointment, and the first priority was to find some small branches, grass, etc. to make a torch.

Wilson gathered a lot of materials from the ground and put them in his pocket, and dug out the frozen carrots from the snow, and he took a bite, his teeth obviously unable to break through the stiff defenses, Wilson was too hungry to eat.

"What's that?" Wilson could dimly see something staring at him in the woods, and he should have turned and fled, but curiosity drove him to take a torch to find out.

It was a Halloween tree, and despite falling snow covering the top layer of the tree, Wilson recognized it as a Halloween tree from the shape of the trim. It was made to look scary, like a fairy tale tree-eating spirit, and even the eye sockets were dug out, and if two dyed pine cones were stuffed into the eyeballs, it would be terrifying. Who does nothing to do such a boring thing?

Wilson wandered around again, searching the surroundings, the day was very short, and at dusk he had finished baking the fire and continued in a direction that seemed right. There was another carrot on the ground, but the leaf didn't look normal, and Wilson pulled it out of the soil.

"Huh——? What is this? ”

The "carrot" was pulled out and had a strange shape, like a small man, running around Wilson with a head full of green leaves.

"Can this be eaten? Feed! Who are you? Wilson asked the "carrot" warily.

But this gourd can't answer Wilson, it just keeps arguing on the side, keeps arguing, oops, noisy! Why is it so noisy! Wilson gave up eating it, hoping that it would stop noisy.

But the "carrot" was not very understanding, and Wilson followed him wherever he went, arguing around Wilson all the time, making the sound of a child crying—perhaps more beautiful than that.

Wilson was about to shake it off, and he ran with his torch in hand. But the voice of "ah, ah, ah, ah~" always chased him, as if it was with Wilson.

"Go away!" Wilson picked up the twig and threw it at the "carrot", but it didn't work, and he threw another stone, which didn't work. Wilson gets angry and wants to attack the strange plant with a torch. Unexpectedly, this guy actually knew how to avoid danger, every time Wilson hit with a torch, it would dodge a few steps back, Wilson withdrew, and it quarreled again.

Now, don't think about sleeping tonight.