Luo looked down at the "fat dudu" who was still holding his fingers and refused to let go, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The insect, which I don't know what kind of creature it was, had been active since it entered the trench, and its size had increased slightly, and its two flexible tentacles had wrapped around Luo's fingers, and its fat little body shook comfortably, and it actually swung on a swing.

Luo didn't know about the "swing", he only knew that his sacrificial beast seemed to be in a good mood.

To put it bluntly, his own sacrificial beast, including Hayman's salamander dragon, will eventually be sacrificed to the person or creature here who is called "Shauns" by the soldiers outside.

Before the sacrifice, they were the sword in the hands of their masters, the aid to move forward, and the weapons to plunder the land.

They're not meant to be used to decorate or remedy the body and mind, even though they really look like they're just decorations.

There are sacrificial beasts, which means that there are enough threats here.

In a strange and threatening place, Lowe certainly knew what he had to do.

Lowe's body had become a slightly narrow fusiform like a slender reddish-brown sea serpent, snaking above the clay with its dense holes and huge footprints.

He cared more about the holes than the footprints the size of his height.

The holes are moist, while the traces of footprints are dry enough.

In this well-watered trench, dryness means that long enough time has passed to dismiss it for a while.

Luo leaned his body against the moist clay, silently sniffing the sweet and salty smell wafting from the hole, his eyes sweeping over the barely visible crawling marks outside the hole.

It's a mutant creature that lives underground, has an elongated body, and lives in groups!

Today's Luo is very shy of the word "group living", thinking of group living, thinking of group warfare, thinking of his own instinct to compete with himself for control of the body, and even bypassing himself and eliminating the past of the ability.

Lowe's last gene knockout happened at Alik Base, and if it happened in the wilderness, it would not be difficult for Lowe to imagine his own ending.

He began to crawl quickly across the reddish-brown land, leaving his own unique body odor with each piece of land he passed, like those hyenas peeing on the field.

This was a unique habit of every time Lo went to a strange land, and it was the only way to reassure him, and he vaguely noticed that after Heidi replaced his abilities, he preferred to crawl instead of running.

Because crawling closer to the ground makes him feel safer.

The land is fertile?

Luo couldn't help but frown, if this natural-like super-tier ability he chose could only make him crawl in the end, then he wouldn't hesitate to eliminate it!

Luo had already gone tens of kilometers deep into the trench in this curve, and even ran along the walls of the trench on both sides, which were as pale as stalagmites on both sides, but did not find any creatures.

Not just mutated creatures, not even a single living vegetation.

It's a completely barren land!

Ancient, desolate, bleak, without any life. All you can see is the endless reddish-brown clay, the huge footprints that appear every other distance, and the dense holes.

The place of trials of the Begu clan should not be like this. Compared to killing techniques, hunger is not the first thing that these large families must consider, let alone train hunger tolerance in this form.

Lowe began to run in a straight line, along the trench that seemed to never see the end, and he had to use his endurance and speed to measure the already strange place.

Eventually, Lowe stopped.

The swinging insect had already climbed onto Lowe's shoulder, tearing at Lowe's ear in protest.

It's hungry, and so is Lowe.

Lo had eaten a big meal at Heidi's research base, but the nutrient reserves that could last for a long time were half digested by the ugly instructor in Nirvana Town.

It's not just Lo and his insects who are hungry, but also and his dependents.

seemed to have known about this hunger, and he was well prepared for the trial.

One of the two dependents behind him is a super-tier ability with insect summoning.

In the first part of the Lost Trench, most of the trialists were not lost, but starved to death.

"Your Excellency Heyman, do you think that black-eyed and black-haired kid will roast and eat his sacrificial beast because he can't stand the hunger? Maybe he'll have to eat it raw, like us, and there's no Hephaestus in the Lost Trench! ”

Hephaestus, the god of fire in Greek mythology, was a lame man who had coped with a man and a god.

It was Heyman's slightly shorter retainer, dressed in a loose black robe, his face as pale as moldy milk, but his voice was extremely high-pitched, like the struggle of a flexible silk as it was torn apart. With one more bone scepter, he would be the necromancer in ancient Europe who knelt down in horror.

"Barton, this journey of hunger has worked hard for you, and when you have passed the path of hunger, you can rest well, my partner."

smiled at his retainer, humility and confidence on his face.

The source of his confidence is not just the two companions next to him, but his own ability, prediction.

Before he rushed to visit the Marquis's mansion, he had predicted that his trip to the Lost Trench would take with him the awe-inspiring presence.

To have it is to have a huge army of undead!

He took the worm from his retainer, Barton, and chewed it slowly.

This very bad-looking insect doesn't taste delicious, it smells like a rotting melon, and it's extremely hard to chew, and the slippery and pliable body of the insect has sticky green body fluids and large chunks of sand.

But despite this, still eats very seriously, as if sitting at the soft light of his family's table, savoring two mature steaks.

's salamander was apparently not very comfortable with this disgusting and unnutritious food, and its poor diet had greatly delayed its physical development, and it seemed to be sick.

It starts to have diarrhea!

Heyman was helpless about this, this was not a wilderness, this was a hungry road where food was more important than everything.

The road to hunger lasts for a whole month. No matter how fast you are, you won't be able to get out of this barren land for a month, and if you don't have this insect caller with you, really doesn't know what else to eat here, and what else to eat.

It would be nice to have something to eat, the black-haired and black-eyed man who entered the Lost Trench alone, in this barren land where no creatures existed, and only the insect sacrifice beast that ate himself was left, it should only be the size of a caterpillar, right? Eat the caterpillar raw, that should be pretty tasty!

guessed well, compared to the disgusting bug in's hand, which was difficult to swallow, Luo ate it was indeed delicious.

Of course, he would not eat his own sacrificial beasts.

This land, which is barren to the point of despair for others, is a rare place for ability testing in Luo's eyes.

Test your own chicken rib ability, the land is fertile.