Escaping from Butterfly Island is a task assigned by the system, and it is also Zhou Zunfeng's wish, in order to complete the task and receive rewards, he has no choice to leave this time and space.

But when fleeing, taking Degas and Lao Zhoutou with him was another choice he could make.

It's just that in this way, the difficulty of escaping has increased a lot.

What to do?

Chen Fei's heart was in turmoil for a while, and Zhou Zunfeng's soul in his body seemed to feel his hesitation, constantly impacting his brain, making him feel more and more that it was a shameful act to abandon his friends and escape alone.

By the way, fulfill Zhou Zunfeng's wish and let him have no regrets in his life, could it be that his regret is to leave his friends and run away alone?

If this is the case, going back to rescue Degas and Old Zhou Tou has become a must.

Chen Fei became even more hesitant.

He glanced at the gradually extinguishing bonfire not far away, and his mind was pulled back to reality, "Forget it, take one step at a time, and solve the trouble in front of you first." ”

Chen Fei sped up the process of grinding the rope, and finally the hard work paid off, and after an hour of intermittent work, the rope tied to his feet broke.

Chen Fei stood up excitedly leaning against the trunk of the tree, and after his legs broke free from the binding, he was indescribably relaxed.

"Next, it's time to untie the ropes in your hands."

Chen Fei carefully took off his leather boots, clamped out the dagger hidden in it with his toes, and then kicked his waist with one leg, and the whole person bent into a line, like a bow back full of strings, and the dagger, accurately crossed the rope, making a slight friction sound.

It's just that this explosive force can't last, and every time Chen Fei comes, he has to rest for a while.

As the night grew darker and the temperature in the tropical jungle slowly dropped, Chen Fei felt a faint sense of unease in the shadows around him, sometimes hearing the whispered roar of animals or tripping over branches while hunting.

He glanced at the wooden house, the hunter must be sleeping soundly at the moment, but he still could not take it lightly, maybe the other party's one night of waking up could make him fall short.

I didn't untie the rope for a moment, and I didn't feel safe for a moment.

Flutter!

There was another slight sound, the outermost rope had been cut by the dagger, and there was still a layer left inside, and the strength of the rope binding suddenly became much weaker, Chen Fei tried to struggle, and his wrist was already able to move slightly and short distances.

Still not enough!

Just as Chen Fei hurried to cut the last layer of rope, a loud noise suddenly came from the mushroom river not far away, making him have to wait for his movements.

In the tropical jungle at this time, apart from him and the hunters in the cabin, how could there be half a figure?

Even local hunters don't choose to dive into the treacherous jungle after dark.

"Could it be a predatory animal passing by?"

Chen Fei stopped his movements in shock, shrunk behind the trunk and pricked up his ears.

One after another, the sound of tree branches being crushed was heard.

A bad premonition rose in Chen Fei's mind, judging from his years of experience as a mercenary, no matter what it was, the size and weight of the person would not be small.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and at this moment he had not yet broken free from the shackles of the rope, and if it was a large predator in front of him, would he not become a living target for steaming.

Do you want to die here?

As soon as Chen Fei's thoughts fell, there was a loud clanging sound behind him, and the hanging pot on the bonfire was knocked to the ground, and half a pot of warm water contained in it was splashed on the ground and flowed down the terrain behind the tree trunk.

Chen Fei's feet stepped on the wet ground, and the chill in his heart reached the extreme, and he tried hard to turn his head and look out from behind the trunk.

I saw a slender and stout animal, hovering with its head crossed over the canopy of the tree where the wild boar had been placed before, and a hideous snake head in the moonlight was spit out and kept poking around.

"South Asian pythons?"

"Oh no, it must have been the wild boar that was thrown into the water earlier that attracted this monster."

South Asian python, living on small islands in the South Pacific, mostly appears in Malaysia, the Philippines and other places, adult South Asian python is seven or eight meters long, the thickest part of the trunk is the size of a small barrel, and feeds on large and medium-sized animals.

Apparently in its recipes, the adult male is barely a large animal.

Chen Fei instantly retracted his head, and the cold sweat on his forehead had another layer.

Pythons have weak eyesight and use their tongues that are spit in the air to perceive their surroundings, searching for and capturing prey by smell and temperature.

The outermost flame of the campfire has been extinguished, but there are still some flame-resistant materials burning slowly, and the smell of minced boar meat left on the stake, so the python chooses the campfire as its first stop when it comes ashore.

If the ashes in the campfire are completely extinguished by the spilled water stains, when it finishes licking the minced boar meat left on the stump, the next target will be Chen Fei or the sleeping hunter in the wooden house.

Hiding behind a tree trunk is of little use to birds, the python has already spotted him, and maybe in a minute, he will come here intimately.

"I'll do it! Can't die here. ”

At the beginning of the first quest world, he was told that if a character dies in the quest world, he will also die in another plane.

This is a world where the difficulty of the mission has reached one star.

Thinking of his parents who have just gotten rid of huge debts and are looking forward to their future life, they are not yet 60 years old, is there going to be a tragedy of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person?

The most important thing is that Chen Fei is afraid of death, and he doesn't want to die at all.

"You can't die here."

At this moment, Chen Fei hoped that the hunter in the wooden house had discovered the danger and rushed out with a shotgun, even if he killed him with one shot, it would be much happier than being devoured alive by the giant python.

The sounds behind him came one after another, and each one was closer and closer, and the python had abandoned the bonfire and began to move towards the periphery.

The sound of this voice, like a life-urging talisman, constantly teased Chen Fei's nervous nerves, he suddenly shouted wildly, picked up the dagger with all his strength, and cut it fiercely at the rope.

At this moment, in this situation, how he wished that the sleeping hunter could rush out and attract the attention of the python.

It's a pity that this wish is getting farther and farther away.

And the sound behind him is getting closer and closer.

The python twisted its body and slowly approached him.

Yes!

After resting for a few seconds, under the huge crisis, Chen Fei bent down again, picked up the dagger and poked it at the rope for the second time.

This time the force was a little too strong, and there was a slight deviation in direction, and when the dagger fell, it accidentally cut Chen Fei's wrist, and a touch of pain was transmitted to Chen Fei's brain along the nerves.

"Damn, even a pig was woken up by me."

Can't pin all his hopes on others, Chen Fei's scalp was numb for a while, and he desperately turned his head to find a way to save himself.