The forest is a little cool in the early morning, the dew made of the fog hangs in the grass, and the mournful cry of the crow wakes up our hero. Who is he? Where is this? What happened? Not knowing, not knowing anything, he just woke up from his confusion and lay next to a scrapped pickup truck.

With wide eyes and a sharp breath, he stood up with a carp straightened, vigilantly observing his surroundings. A worn-out, rusty pickup, a few towering trees, and a damp lawn, okay, no danger.

He sat down next to the pickup, trying to remember something, but with a sharp pain in his head, he found nothing.

After a long time, when his mood finally calmed down, he carefully observed himself, rough and powerful hands, strong muscles, joints that can click with force, strong bounce legs, and *** wrapped in ,,,,, red underwear

Next, he found a code on his underwear:

CHN.9527.A

I don't know what is so special, the corners of his mouth smile slightly when he sees this number, but he doesn't know what he is laughing at.

Just sat and sat and sat in the blink of an eye, and it was night, 9527 still didn't know what he was going to do, but he knew that he was cold, the night in the forest was cold, and he would definitely not survive wearing a pair of red pants, and the cold wind was blowing, and every time he shivered, curled up, hiding in the cockpit of the pickup, trying his best to resist the cold air leaking in through the window.

The night, the eternal darkness, the starlight

Before the light could shine on the earth, 9527 got up, knowing that he was leaving, because hunger had made him unable to sleep, he stepped out of the cockpit, shook his body, and put on a torn jacket left behind in the passenger seat, although it was thin, but still gave him a trace of warmth.

Just walking aimlessly in the jungle, walking, suddenly, he found a sturdy deer walking near him, 9527's eyes were straight, his eyes were shining, no, he was really hungry, after looking at the opportunity, like an arrow off the bow, he accelerated, and pounced straight towards the deer.

Hearing a strange noise behind him, the deer clearly sensed the danger, and ran away, and the four hooves scraped up the dust, showing the panic in his heart. Suddenly the forelimbs bent, the throat tightened, and the weight of the self was clearly increased, it was 9527, and a flying pounce had strangled the neck of the deer, and it was about to put the deer down.

The deer was also panicked, jumping and spinning constantly, trying to shake off the hungry human, but 9527 was willing to let go, strangled its neck and waited for it to run out of strength.

However, 9527 felt a muffled sound in his back, his consciousness suddenly went blank, and his hands, which had been firmly holding his throat, suddenly lost their strength, and were finally kicked open by the hind hooves of the deer.

It turned out to be pushed by a struggling deer, but it happened to be an angular boulder behind it, and the sudden impact caused 9527's hand to loosen, and then he was kicked by the hindhooves that broke free.

By the time he reacted, the deer had disappeared without a trace. He held his waist and gasped incessantly, trying to calm his tinniting head.

No, dizzy, the world is spinning, his vision is starting to blur, he is so hungry that he has no strength to hunt down anything, the forest of Nuoda, but there is nothing to eat, even if he finds a mushroom or something now, he eats it, whether it is poisonous or not.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up and limped forward, perhaps, there would be something to eat in front of him, at least lying here was the only way to die.

Just walking, walking, something seems to appear in front of you, is it a person? That's right, it's people!?

Under a pine tree, a ragged, slightly frail fellow, but carrying a backpack that looked full, just stood under the tree, staring thoughtfully at the pine tree.

''Hey, hey!!' 9527 shouted excitedly, limping over one step at a time, a smile of excitement unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The man seemed to hear the call behind him, and turned around tremblingly, just for two or three seconds, 9527 felt that the world had stopped.

As he slowly turned around, the first thing he saw was the side of his face that had been gouged out by something, the rotten scratches on his cheeks, his mouth wide open, his teeth were jagged and leaking an unknown black liquid, and the hand, which was swollen and black, and the nails had fallen off, replaced by bloated pus,,,, two seconds later, the man completely turned around, staring at 9527 with a hideous face.

The corners of his mouth, which were slightly upturned from excitement, slowly fell, and then opened, and he said, "! blurted out, the body that was originally leaning forward suddenly put its weight back under the conditioned reflex, and one stumbled and fell to the ground.