After a long time, the contemplative boy was awakened by the thick fragrance wafting in the air.

"Well, it smells so good..."

Pang Yuanmeng came back to his senses and subconsciously looked outside, at this time it was pitch black outside the cave, silent, and very quiet.

"Is dinner ready?"

Hearing the sound of boiling soup in the iron pot, Pang Yuan turned around and approached the past.

After a long time of boiling, the meat of the turtle has been completely stewed, almost melted into the soup, the soup presents a thorough milky white, dotted with a few strands of exposed green leaves, and the fresh fragrance comes to the nose.

The long-awaited dinner was finally ready, and the appearance was good, Pang Yuan was happy and very comfortable.

The young man took out the dry food he had been carrying, and he was not polite, he started directly, and feasted on the delicious and nourishing hot turtle soup in the iron pot.

This old turtle soup has a unique taste, the meat is delicate, with fresh wild vegetables, extremely fresh, extremely beautiful, the soup is as white as jade, the color and fragrance are complete, so that the teenager is full of praise after tasting it.

The delicious and hearty dinner greatly supplemented the physical strength of the young man, Pang Yuan was alone, eating meat, drinking soup, very happy, eating all over his body, sweating slightly on his forehead, and his body was steaming all over his body, feeling full of strength.

After the meal, the young man burped pleasantly, opened the kettle and took a few sips, rinsed his mouth, and washed away some oil stars in his mouth.

Afterwards, Pang Yuan sat leisurely beside the fire, roasted the fire, rested quietly, and soothed the feeling of fullness in his stomach.

In the small iron pot placed on the ground next to it, most of the food has been eaten, and the boy has not eaten it all, and there is still a small part of the broth, which is not that the boy can't eat it, but he deliberately stayed it for convenience, so that it can be used as breakfast tomorrow.

"By the way, I remember that there seemed to be a few more fruits in the package, I almost forgot them!"

Pang Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged and resting, suddenly remembered that he had collected wild fruits before, and although he lost most of them in a hurry on the way to escape, he had left a few of them, and they were placed in the package and could not be wasted.

Now that he is full of wine and food, it is time to enjoy these fresh wild fruits, and the boy is about to take them out.

The wild fruit hadn't been cleaned yet, and the boy didn't dislike it, so he wiped the dust on his clothes casually, and just bit it down.

"Click".

The young man's mouth suddenly splashed with fine juice, and his mouth was suddenly filled with a sweet and sour taste, the flesh was crisp and delicious, and the taste was not bad.

The fresh, sweet and sour taste of wild fruit completely cancels out the greasy feeling left in the mouth after drinking the thick soup, and the fragrance of the flesh lingers between the mouths.

Pang Yuan is now at ease.

With the campfire by its side, the warmth is warm, eating and drinking, tasting delicious wild fruits, carefree, and indeed a great enjoyment of life.

Idle boredom, maybe it was a childlike attack, he put a wild fruit on the fork again, put it on the fire and roasted it for a while, after feeling that it was cooked, Pang Yuan took a bite and tasted it, it actually tasted good, and it also made his eyes light up, and his heart was surprised.

The bonfire was blazing, and the small cave was lit red and warm like spring.

The boy sat beside the fire, and from time to time added a few thick branches into it, and the light of the fire shone brightly, reflecting the boy's figure on the cave wall, magnifying it many times, and becoming a little unreal.

At this time, the boy sat next to the fire, and after such a long time of baking, the moisture in the originally wet clothes on his body disappeared, and he was already completely dried unconsciously.

The dry clothes were obedient and close to the boy's skin, and because of the warmth of the campfire, he was very comfortable.

The night was getting deeper.

Today's whole day of going back and forth made the young man mentally a little tired, and the warm atmosphere by the fire at this time also made Pang Yuan feel a little sleepy, and his eyelids became slightly heavier than usual.

Although there is a strong firelight, it is still much worse than the light in the daytime, and it is very difficult to stare at the mysterious tin box in the cave at night.

After studying for a long time, there has been no special discovery, and the movement of many small square iron units is still difficult to understand.

The tiredness of the teenager became heavier and heavier, and the tide hit like a tide.

couldn't help but close his eyes, raised his head and yawned, Pang Yuan reached out and rubbed his eyes gently, feeling the tiredness signals coming from all over his body, no longer insisting, ready to rest first, and continue to explore and study the iron box tomorrow.

The boy first went to the entrance of the cave, checked the surroundings, and by the way strengthened the fence at the opening of the cave, and then relieved.

Then Pang Yuan returned to the fire, added many thick branches to it, made it burn more vigorously, and right next to it, he used the many deciduous hay he had collected before to spread it on the ground to form a thick layer of soft mat.

By the warm bonfire, Pang Yuan lay on his side on a homemade "mat", pillowed and wrapped, and fell asleep, and the quiet atmosphere made him fall asleep quickly.

On the side of the bonfire, the orange flames trembled, and there were a few faint burning and popping sounds......

In this way, there was no word all night.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the soft and bright sunlight came uninvited, and Shi Shiran sprinkled into the cave that was not deep, making the cave bright inside and out.

As if disturbed by the naughty sunlight of the early morning, his eyelashes trembled, and the sleeping boy on the ground slowly opened his eyes at this time.

The sun hit his face, the young man squinted slightly, his back was forced, and he turned over and sat up.

Pang Yuan stood up, stretched his body, and had a good night's rest, which made today's teenager full of energy and vitality.

Looking around, the cave was bright inside and out, the dust in the air was invisible in the sun, and the fire on the ground had long since been extinguished, leaving only some cold black coal.

However, at the beautiful moment, the boy's stomach rumbled at this time, which was a little out of place.

Pang Yuan shook his head, took firewood, and rekindled the fire in the original ashes, and reheated and cooked the remaining broth from yesterday, just like that, the problem of breakfast was easily solved.

The meat of the old turtle in the broth has long been eaten, and only a thin and hard turtle armor remains, which was taken out by the young man in advance and placed on the ground, and the water traces on it have already dried out overnight.

The young man drank the hot broth, filled his belly, and was bored, while staring at this turtle armor casually, his eyes scanning back and forth on the unknown natural pattern on the turtle armor, staring at this turtle armor in his eyes, but thinking about the strange iron box.

Remembering the sturdy and simple iron box pattern in his heart, Pang Yuan casually stared at the lines and various traces on the back of the turtle armor on the ground, his thoughts diverged and he thought at will.

Looking at it, the young man's gaze suddenly froze, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to think of something.