There is no forehead on the outer surface of the body where anything can be attached, so you can only hold a large flare gun in your hand. The heavy feeling was weighed in my hands, and I really felt a sense of satisfaction telling my own experience. Probably most of the weight in this box is due to this flare gun and the five pieces of ammo!

Paglia slowly opened the magazine inside and pushed a thick bullet directly into the chamber. Then it continued to push in another bullet, just enough to fill the magazine. After all, the design mechanism of such flare guns did not exist to provide fire coverage. The result of one shot is enough to show its effect.

In fact, when I first saw this weapon that could barely be used for self-defense, I was not sure if it had the same mechanism as a normal pistol - it could stuff an extra round of ammunition in the chamber, and as long as it was loaded, it could be fired directly!

He looked down at the structure of the guy in his hand, and he hadn't made any changes, that is, it was in line with the mechanism of the pistol. Satisfied, he reloaded the two rounds and pulled down the firing device, which resembled a revolver. This weapon is strange in that it has some of the characteristics of a revolver pistol, but it can also be stuffed with ammunition in the barrel, which may be an emergency assistance device made by borrowing the advantages of different types of manual firearms.

The so-called taking the short and making up for the long is such a manufacturing idea. Following his loading, Paglia loaded two other identical flare guns in the same way, so that he had three guns, that is to say, six bullets in succession, and these were his own confidence! The only confidence is there!

With extreme uneasiness, he waded through the water to the tree. I don't know when the water seeped out, it wasn't so damp at first, but it suddenly came out after I noticed it!

Like some kind of groundhog on the ground, it will always stick its head out of the obvious hollow at a moment you don't even notice it. It is not deliberately revealed to us who are visible observers. It's because their own actions motivate them to do these things themselves.

The same is true of the seeping water, which should not have gone anywhere, but has been quietly lurking beneath the surface of the earth from being discovered by observers. Because of some subjective or passively imposed factor, they appeared in Paglia's field of vision, and they gathered at his feet, and they submerged his calves. Do they combine other forces, like earth, or some other viscous polymer? Is their goal to wrap up Paglia?

The whole body? Or just a restrictive behavior! This is not known to Paglia. He just felt that his journey was getting more and more sleepy! I couldn't help but hold the weapon in my hand tightly, for fear that some kind of creature might come out of the sticky mud, so I had to give it a blow at the first time!

Thankfully, on the other hand, nothing has changed. Paglia made a long journey to the edge of the tree, a shriveled corpse, to be exact. He didn't rush to check the current environment! He looked back at where he had been!

The film was gone, and to be exact, the empty boxes that I had discarded there were gone. Contains some small supplies inside, because its surface is stained with some viscous substance that is difficult to clean, and he obviously can't squeeze out that much drinking water to use on it!

The only little pure water reserve is reserved for Xiaoyun, and he obviously doesn't need it! That's why those things have been working in the autologous ecological device all along!

So I threw the unimportant or polluted stuff there, but now! They had vanished abruptly, and with an uncanny way of understanding, Puglia was certain that the area she was looking for was the dry spot she could find right now, including the area near the dead corpse.

So there is no possibility of falling into a swamp, it is just gone. Obviously, there is no need to make some explanations in an attempt to blind your own cognition. That's unscientific and unrealistic!

But the so-called science or something, fuck it, he doesn't care about that stuff or bullshit explanations anymore. Paglia decided to leave it alone, it wasn't the first time he had done so. But every time, I always feel reluctant to give up on the truth that may be glimpsed, so I finally recognize the facts.

Yield beneath the surface! Crying, fearing, sobbing, these unwarranted feelings don't work at all! can only helplessly claim his own illusion, and there is indeed no way to escape the so-called creed prison!

Paglia forced her head to turn around, not to look at the things that might have interfered with her mind, events! He was afraid that he might not be able to control himself, and he would really turn around and walk back to explore the strange area. Then, devoured, replaced, or rather, there is no chance to turn over. Specifically, it is a manifestation of despair acting on one's monotonous and thin body!

Forced to calm down his trembling mind and allow himself to be substituted by his surroundings. Only in this state can it be relatively easy for oneself to find some information that one wants. Even though it may cost an unknown price, the principle of equivalent exchange has always been well worth it. As long as you are always giving, no matter what kind of opposite you stand on to judge, bad luck has always been absorbed by yourself, that is, you have taken the initiative to bear the bad luck!

Luck won't be too far away from you. With this thought in mind, Paglia began to wander aimlessly around him, even jumping onto the apparently lifeless torso lying sideways in front of him.

There is no special message coming, as if you were walking through the rainforests of South America, casually stepping on a dead tree. Someday, it will be hollowed out by tiny creatures, but not now. Its current role is a source of nutrients in a gestation state. The inner part of it has been activated!

This is something that we must recognize. He stomped his feet casually. I was surprised to find that the texture of this corpse was not as soft as I thought, and I always thought that as long as it fell, it must be a corpse, and the combination of pale and gray was a color that signaled death? Not sure!

On the contrary, the feedback from the touch is a relatively resilient rebound feeling, just like an old tire that has been on the road for a long time, even if the body has been scratched, but it can't hide the fact that it is the nature of rubber - full of toughness of the rebound, right! This explanation is very appropriate!

Occasionally, there were two crunch sounds similar to the explosion of potato chips, which was a clear factual meaning, both pointing to the fact that the tree was not completely dead, at least it still had something working in its body. Curious, Paglia jumped down from the part where she was stood. Suddenly, the rustling "click" sound was not further expressed!

"It's kind of interesting!" , Paglia seemed to smile wryly and helplessly expressed her shallow opinion. "Or rather, it has stepped on it, and it is no longer able to express a gesture of intimidation, so it only expresses its dissatisfaction with a superficial protest that is close to the level of silence!"

Thinking that he would have to look at the creature again, he walked down the next stretch, where the top part of the tree lay and where he might get something out of it. After all, I still spent a lot of time here.

Strangely, the further I went inside, the more I found that the surface was getting drier and drier. It seems that the scattered body has some kind of sponge-like ability, which is able to absorb excess water. Don't let that stuff easily leak out and do evil. Indeed, water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat!

We need to drink water, but on the other hand, we need to beware of the endless annoyance caused by too much and some other level of influence on the flow of water. Ironically, though, there is no single achievement that proves that we have to take in water, just as it is ridiculous that humans don't know why they want to take air!

We always use these conditions as a criterion to determine whether life exists to some extent, but we do not know that the basic level of what we can and are allowed to understand is based on how narrow a area is!

Perhaps, water is poison, air is a seal, and we are prisoners!

We have always been cast into the world of this moment, indoctrinated with ideas of one kind or another. The creed and the law still follow the actions of the first generation of ancestors. But they don't understand what kind of desperate feelings they have experienced, under the coercion and passivity, they are not allowed to be transmitted to future generations, perhaps everything has been washed away by higher means!

Ah, water! Should we love, or should we only choose to hate? How humorous it is to have different positions!

Puglia felt that she had a little bit of an endorsement of the tree, at least from beginning to end, it had not been able to touch its own body, that is, it had not caused some damage to itself on a definite level! It also consolidates the soil and changes the wet ground that makes it uncomfortable.

On a relatively objective level, it really helped itself. It's just that it looks very miserable now, and Paglia doesn't know how to wake up the monotonous face of this terrible state in the world!

I don't have the ability to talk to it, I'm just here, I'm just feeling overwhelmed, I'm just bored!

Other than that, there is nothing else!

Paglia leaned against the natural torso, slowly squatted down, and then sat on the ground.

Although the whole environment does not bring even a trace of warmth to yourself!

But this solid reliance is still a very good sense of back defense!

The point is, it's thick! Paglia can bury her head in her knees and quietly contemplate the true meaning of existence!