The protagonist uses his peripheral vision to closely watch the direction where there was an unusual movement just now. He didn't dare to turn his head, because he didn't know what the enemy's eyesight was, whether the action of turning his head would be seen, and whether it would startle the snake.

However, since it was decided to eliminate this stalker once and for all, the protagonist didn't want to fail because of some inattention to details.

This enemy seems to be very cautious, and will lurk for a few moments after moving a short distance at a time, until it is confirmed that the protagonist is not making anomalous movements, and then start the next move. As if he was afraid that a small movement would scare the protagonist away.

To be honest, if it weren't for the protagonist's high nervousness all the time, he wouldn't have noticed the slight shaking of the snakeberry leaves.

But now that the place where the leaves were rocking was approaching him, he was sure that it was not a coincidence.

The enemy is patient, and the protagonist is more patient. He had slowly eaten the ninth snakeberry fruit, and there was still room in his stomach, but the protagonist did not continue to munch. Now, his stomach is half-starved and half-full, which not only replenishes his physical strength, but also does not prevent him from being able to move quickly because his stomach is too strong.

The criss-crossed grass stems of this creeping snakeberry bush were the greatest inconvenience to the enemy, and although the soft grass stems could not stop its movement, no matter how careful you were, it would inevitably touch one or two of the stems and leaves, causing the blades to shake slightly.

Slowly, the enemy has lurked less than a decimeter away from the protagonist.

The protagonist slowly places the tenth fruit in front of the big jaw, gently piercing the tough skin of the fruit, and then begins to suck the plump juice and flesh inside.

It seems that this is just a lonely, intoxicated ant that has lost its due vigilance.

At this moment, in the direction of vigilance, the protagonist sees a blade of grass suddenly explode, and a black shadow pounces on him with lightning speed.

Fast! Too fast! It's so fast!

The protagonist can't see exactly what this dark shadow is, but it's larger than himself, roughly the same as when Xiaoqing II spread his wings.

At the speed of the enemy, no ant could dodge this inevitable pounce. But the protagonist is different, he has long been in battle, and he noticed it as soon as the other party moved.

The protagonist was ready to fight back, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he didn't have time to make a counterattack, so he could only jump to the side first, jump off the snakeberry fruit, and dodge the opponent's inevitable blow.

After jumping onto a tall blade of grass, the protagonist immediately turns to look in the direction of the shadow.

The shadow had re-emerged beneath the snakeberry leaves, a small clump of leaves shaking violently like boiling water, and then everything quickly returned to calm.

The enemy's attack was so fast that the protagonist didn't even see what it looked like. After the blow, the enemy disappeared again into the blades of grass and lost no trace, like a lurking assassin who would inevitably be accompanied by a killing attempt whenever he appeared.

The abnormal shaking of the blades of grass has disappeared, but the protagonist does not dare to act rashly. He didn't know if the enemy would give up immediately after missing a single hit, or if he would continue to lurk in the shadows and be ready to strike at any moment.

But he didn't dare to gamble, and he felt that with his strength, he was not afraid to fight any of the fierce insects.

But now, the speed and agility of the enemy taught him a lesson in what it means to be fast and slow.

If it weren't for his full attention on the vigilance, if it wasn't for the enemy touching the blades of grass and exposing his position in advance, the protagonist wouldn't have the confidence to dodge the culling that he couldn't even track his eyes just now.

At this speed, the ants don't have it, and what can be compared is probably only the moment when the praying mantis knife strikes.

However, the praying mantis is huge, and this enemy is definitely not a praying mantis. So what will it be?

The protagonist stares closely at the grass where the enemy has disappeared, he does not dare to go down to the ground, and now he has a good view from a high place, so that it is possible to avoid the enemy's attack at any time. Once you go down to the ground and have a narrow field of vision, you can't react.

There was no movement where the enemy disappeared, not even the abnormal shaking of the blades of grass, did the enemy not move? Or has it been quietly transferred.

The sun is warm, but the protagonist is full of chills. The scenery around is bright, but it is full of killing machines!

A gentle breeze blew, and the blades of grass began to ripple. At that moment, the blade of grass on the right shook as if it were flowing against the current.

The protagonist immediately turns his head to that side, only to see a large cyan mosquito flying...... Not it!

At this moment, the protagonist feels a chill pass over his heart. As soon as he turned his head back, a dark shadow had already pounced in front of him.

The moment the protagonist was attracted by the big mosquito, a flaw of less than half a second was revealed, and the cunning enemy made a brazen attack at this time, catching the protagonist off guard.

At this point, it's too late to dodge, and the protagonist will move his position to avoid being knocked down directly by the enemy's fangs.

But then the protagonist feels that he has been swept by a hairy leg, and he is unsteady on his feet, and he falls to the ground.

The protagonist immediately crawls up, and the enemy has been lost again. It seems that after missing the blow, this enemy will not stop for the slightest, decisive and ruthless.

On the ground, the top of the protagonist's head is covered in blades of grass, and there is darkness around him. Countless grass stalks surround him, and these soft grass stalks do not stop the enemy's assault, but only interfere with the protagonist's vision.

The protagonist thinks about it for a moment, and just now he is shocked, and only sees the enemy's hairy legs, and it is eight.

Eight legs, then it's not an insect! Scorpion? Scorpions do not have such hairy legs. Spider? Well, a lot like a spider.

Anyway, why is spiders this kind of sneak hunting, shouldn't you find a dark corner to weave a web and wait for your prey to throw yourself into the net?

The protagonist still has the heart to complain at this time, but in fact, he is already very nervous in his heart, and he can only use this to relieve himself.

An inexplicable spider who is fast and good at ambushes. The protagonist's brain is now stiff and he doesn't remember what kind of species it is.

However, the environment is unfavorable now, and the protagonist feels that the thirty-six plan is the best policy.

With no sun overhead and no way to make out the direction, the protagonist simply turns around and starts running in the opposite direction from the place where he thinks the enemy has disappeared.

Although the protagonist is small in size, he has great strength, and once he escapes, all the grass stems and blades in front of him are crushed into powder, and these obstacles are completely unable to stop the protagonist from fleeing with all his might.

At this moment, the dense snakeberry grass behind him was like a boil, and a tumbling wave chased straight towards the protagonist.

After discovering that the protagonist is escaping at an alarming speed, the hunter lurking in the shadows can't bother to hide his body anymore and begins to pursue at full speed.