As the fluffy raccoon, which looked like a fat and tender raccoon, walked around, the forest suddenly became lively.

A scorpion the size of a white fishman's head suddenly appeared under the forest, and quickly rushed to the depths of the forest.

From the largest brown tree, a red spider half a meter long and wide appeared out of nowhere, and it jumped down nimbly and chased after the raccoon's figure.

Apparently, the spider had previously targeted the raccoon as a prey target.

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The Whitefishman observed these creatures and assumed them to be their prey.

After estimating the speed of these prey, I felt that it should not be very difficult for me to catch up with these prey.

It's just that his strong body is a little bloated for the speed of the dense forest, and it also takes skill to shuttle through the dense forest.

The gem lake has not yet thawed, and the source of food can only come from the dense forest for a short time.

The Whitefish Man felt that if he wanted to complete the hunt better, he needed to understand the dense forest more deeply.

"Let's find out a nearby area and pick a suitable place to stay. The white fish man thought, and continued to walk deeper into the dense forest.

As the sun continued to rise, it was close to noon, and more and more creatures ran out of their hiding places.

"Twitter. "The chirping of some birds sounded in the woods.

These creatures that escaped the cold wave happily expressed the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

The white fishman covered the cuticle on his eye socket, because he found that there were many small poisonous creatures such as mosquitoes and spiders in the forest, and they could not do anything with the thick cuticle attached to their bodies, but the large exposed eyes could not guard against them, which became the only weakness of the white fishmen.

However, as this soft but flexible cuticle covers the eyes of the white fish people, this only weakness has been erased to the greatest extent.

The price paid is that the world in the eyes of the white fish people has become black and white, and the beauty that is seen for the first time in the forest cannot be carefully observed and felt through the eyes.

The white fish-man pushed away the dry branches and continued to advance through the forest.

The map of the eastern shore of Gem Lake, which I had automatically sketched in my mind, was also expanding from the place where I went ashore.

The Whitefish People decided to explore the jungle from the starting point and fully explore the dense forest from a fan-shaped angle, only to make sure that there was no danger in an area before deciding where to stay.

"Sure enough, there are creatures that form groups here. "The smell of a large number of creatures of the same race came from the right side of the Whitefishman, and was clearly sensed by the Whitefishman's beard.

The Whitefish Man hesitated, but decided to quietly step forward to observe.

Since you have decided to settle on the East Coast, you will sooner or later come into contact with the intelligent beings in the vicinity.

The white fishman lowered his body and walked more cautiously towards the south side of the dense forest, where there were groups of people.

As they approached the group's gathering place, the Whitefishmen noticed that the brown trees were becoming scarcer, and more low, shrubs that did not interfere with walking were growing, and there were some obvious artificially trodden paths that appeared in the eyes of the Whitefishmen.

In the perception of the white fish people, they were already very close to the gathering place of this group of creatures.

"Is this it? "There is a sloping downhill ahead, and there seems to be a valley below.

The White-Fishman stepped forward and looked down under the cover of a bush.

Below is a valley.

In the valley is a large meadow, and there are many large and small rocks in the meadow.

On these rocks, a number of purple-skinned creatures were lying around, and they surrounded a particularly strong purple-skinned creature in the middle, which seemed to be comfortably bathing in the sunlight that fell into the valley.

The Whitefish-Man's gaze scanned the valley and found a corner of the valley filled with the white bones of creatures, making sure that it was a group of carnivorous creatures.

After carefully observing the appearance of this creature, the man in white deeply remembered their biological aura and physical characteristics in his mind, and the white fish man slowly retreated and left.

"Gnolls. The Whitefish Man gave the creature a very vivid name.

The gnoll man had a huge jackal head on his head, his face was cunning and fierce, and his protruding mouth showed sharp fangs that could not be concealed, and when he looked at his face, he knew that this was not a peace-loving race.

The gnoll's purple skin is not full of hair, and most of the gnoll should be shorter than the white fish man, but the gnoll leader is estimated to be about the same as the white fish man.

Their limbs are very strong, and their bulging muscles are different from the smooth and explosive muscles of the white fish people, and they belong to the kind of powerful and powerful ones.

"In the valley south of the dense forest on the east bank, there is a group of at least thirty or more gnolls. The Whitefish Man recorded in his heart.

There are also several conspicuous caves in the valley where the gnolls are located, which is estimated to be the usual residence of the gnolls, and there is no way to know whether there are still gnolls and white fish people in them, but there are more than thirty gnolls in the valley.

"Go to the east side of the forest. "It's still early, and the Whitefish people have plenty of time to find out what is going on around them.

The Whitefish Man returned the same way he came, and when he reached the original location, he changed directions and walked to the east of the forest.

After walking for nearly an hour, the daylight in the sky had reached its peak, and although most of the daylight was blocked by the dense forest, the whitefishman still felt a sultry heat.

On the road for nearly an hour, the white fish people saw mountain deer, wild boars and other ordinary creatures with no intelligence, and there seemed to be no intelligent group other than that.

Just as the Whitefishmen were about to think that there were no living groups in the east, a faint sound of running water came into the ears of the Whitefishmen.

"There's a thawing stream here!" the Whitefish Man quickly decided.

At the same time, a burst of creature with a sense of rage was sensed by the beard of the Whitefishman.

The whiskers smelled the breath of this irascible creature and instinctively sent a dangerous signal to the Whitefishman's brain, which had never been encountered by the Whitefishman before.

"Would you like to take a closer look?"

"Forget it, this is obviously a powerful and short-tempered creature, and the scope of exploration is large enough for the time being, there is no need to explore too clearly here, your strength is not enough, so don't take risks. ”

The Whitefish Man finally suppressed his curiosity, did not continue to step forward, and reflexively began to return.

On the east side of the jungle on the east coast, the whitefish people have marked it dangerously.

Only the north side of the dense forest has not been discovered, but the Whitefish People are ready to stop here today.