Early the next morning, Trist, who had traveled for a day and a night, arrived at his destination, the Misty Swamp.

In front of him were large expanses of tidal flats, swamps, and wetlands, and Trist felt the soft touch of the soil beneath his feet, and a thick yellow-brown mist shrouded the distance, obscuring his vision beyond, and even if he took out the telescope he had brought down from the ark, he could not see a clear image in a blur.

As if sensing danger, the horse beside Trist kicked its hooves restlessly, as if ready to gallop at any moment. Trist subconsciously comforted the horses that had been driving with him for two days, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat. I saw the four hooves of the war horse, and the lower abdomen came out, but the moment when Trist just got off the horse, it was already crawling with dense leeches!

These leeches are about the size of a fist, apparently mutated by radiation, and if someone with a dense phobia is here, they may faint in fright.

Trist's first instinct was to check himself, and because he had prepared in advance, he wrapped himself tightly in his animal skin coat, and there was no outward bare skin. At this time, he also noticed that there were also several leeches on his trouser legs desperately trying to drill into it. After sprinkling salt on the experience of his previous life and finding it useless, Trist simply lit the torch. Making a fire in the humid air wasted Trist's effort, but the huddled leeches showed that his efforts had not been in vain.

'It seems that more than 90 years after the nuclear war, the instinct of animals to be afraid of fire has not changed', Trist looked slightly relieved, relieved.

However, before he could finish his breath, in the mud not far away, an inconspicuous "silt" moved, and an open flame suddenly appeared in the air!

Trist: "......"

Trist took out the binoculars and took a closer look, only to realize that this was a fire-breathing lizard. On the other side, several of its kind are preying on leeches in the tidal flats. Nuclear radiation seems to have opened Pandora's box, and all kinds of organisms in nature have produced more or less mutations, the fittest survive, and the weak are eliminated. It's just that the fire-breathing is obviously the lizard's instinctive move in the face of danger, and the small leech may not make this lizard like this.

As for the principle of fire-breathing, Trist remembered that an African insect introduced in the encyclopedia of his previous life had two sac-like tissues in its body, which stored two special liquids secreted by it, which were not poisonous in themselves. When encountering an enemy or prey, the insect will eject two liquids mixed together from the sac-like tissue, and the two liquids that are not poisonous in themselves will be highly toxic when mixed together. Similarly, this lizard should also be fighting the enemy, spewing flammable materials and spontaneously combusting in the air.

The reason why I thought so much was because Trist repeatedly told himself that this was the world of the American drama "Hundred Sons of Earth", a world of apocalyptic wasteland, not an extraordinary world. Even if something as unscientific as crossing has happened, Trist still believes in science because of the education he has received in his two lives.

The lizard, which was eating, seemed to have received a warning from its companion, and quickly scattered after half of its meal, much to Trist's confusion. But he didn't wonder for long, and a fist-sized scorpion appeared in his telescope's field of vision. I saw that this scorpion was not much different from what I had seen in my previous life except that it was larger, and its whole body was dark, and the scorpion tail that stood up high could make people feel the dangerous aura from a long distance.

Hmm, yes, just a little bigger...... What a ghost!

The exposed scorpion tail alone is the size of a basketball, and the body buried in the mud is not known for the time being, but it can be inferred that it will not be as weak as its relatives a hundred years ago. However, the scorpion tail that was exposed to the ground did not attack the fire-breathing lizard, but only showed a glimmer of the mud and hurriedly buried it in the mud, while Trist heard the sound of brushing from far and near.

A short time later, a giant python leaped out of the knee-high bushes on the opposite bank, one head poked forward like lightning, swallowing the fire-breathing lizard that could not escape, and the other head burrowed into the mud, and at the same time dragged the giant scorpion almost the size of the war horse next to Trist out of the swamp. At this time, the other head had already swallowed the lizard whole, and suddenly the two heads cooperated, tearing the giant scorpion dragged out together, and the gray-green body fluids of the giant scorpion were sprayed everywhere. Yes, this python has two heads, and its width is already more than two meters wide.

Trist swallowed, regretting his hasty decision to pick up the ruins.

However, before Trist could decide whether to return the same way, the two-headed python, which had just finished eating, made a decision for Trist, and it spat out at Trist...... Trist no longer dared to judge whether this giant python had vision or not based on the experience of his previous life, and he couldn't afford to gamble, so he immediately turned over and rode his horse wildly.

At the same time, the sound of brushing grass and trees being brushed away sounded behind Trist's ears......

Nima!

The young man, who did not dare to turn back, forced himself to calm down, he did not look at it, and casually shot two homemade javelins behind him, and reached out to rummage in his backpack as he rode his horse back. At this time, he was powerless to control the frightened war horse, and let the war horse run wild in the fog by instinct. Yes, he was brought into the mudflats by a war horse, and one man and one horse had fallen into the fog...... It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a moment had passed, and he turned around, merged the two cans of liquid in his hand, and threw them into the gaping mouth of blood behind him, along with the iron cans......

"Boom!"

The explosion shook the entire woodland, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the air, blood and flesh were drenched in the woodland in front of Trist's eyes, and the python, which only had half of its tail left, seemed to be dead, and still rolled violently on the ground until its movements became smaller and smaller...... A flock of birds in the depths of the forest was startled and scattered in all directions.

Trist really didn't expect that as soon as he reached the edge of the misty swamp, he used up the biggest hole card in his hand. It was the leftover fuel of the missile that Trist landed on, and Trist took some of it to carry, but he didn't dare to bring more for safety reasons, because he wasn't sure how powerful the high-tech fuel explosion would be in 2048. But now, just now, he witnessed its power.

While in the Ark, Trist looked up information about the structure of the missile, and also asked Dr. Sinclair and Sister Raven. Regardless of the missile warhead, its combustion part is similar to that of an African bug, which is stored in two compartments, and the two fuels merge at the bottom of the missile through a pipeline, and then mix the liquid oxygen at the bottom to complete controlled combustion to provide propulsion for the missile.

Trist clearly remembered the description in the database on the Ark, that the two fuels were extremely unstable when mixed, and that they would explode at the slightest vibration, and he had just proved this in the field.

The boy on the horse gasped for breath, he didn't get too close to the python's corpse to prevent another accident.

The last hole card was used at the beginning, and Trist was a little frustrated, although he was a little unwilling, but under the urging of reason, he still decided to return. But he couldn't help him, he sighed a little weakly, just now the war horse was running through the woods and wetlands, and inadvertently passed through this tidal flat, and reached the fog on the other side, and at the same time this fog made Trist feel dizzy, he didn't delay any longer, dismounted and put on the spacesuit in the package, and at the same time connected the oxygen cylinder. The oxygen cylinder was carried during the landing, and the oxygen in it was enough to breathe for more than ten hours was used up by the time of landing, and it was taken by Trist this time due to the fog.

At the same time, another yellow-brown mist struck from the direction from which Trist had come from behind him.

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Three hours ago.

In the conference room at the Meteorological Hill base, President Wallace reassured his son and his men, "We have limited missile stockpiles and need to deal with possible greater crises in the future." At the same time, this incident was a deliberate revenge of the tribesmen, which sounded the alarm for us. William, drop the acid mist, and I'm going to make sure there are no tribesmen lurking around the base! ”

"Yes!"