Chapter 16 Second Senior Brother

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As long as I'm bent on not happening, it can happen.

If I had known what was going to happen an hour in advance, I don't think it would have been so miserable.

Of course, that's what happened later. What I'm going to mention now is the current defensive formation.

This thing is an indispensable thing when the two armies are facing each other. The perfect formation can sometimes even play a role in winning more with less.

Just like I am now.

I lined up the only six earthen cannons (i.e., bamboo firearms) on the front of the shelter. That way, if something is going to attack me, I can fire these earthen cannons as quickly as possible.

Then there are some bamboo branches that were pruned during the previous production of the fire gun. This kind of thing is sharpened, and that's the perfect spear. Just stick these things out of the cracks between the woods, and it's an absolutely perfect protective wall. As long as the thing attacking me is not some flood beast, it is absolutely impossible to break through the defenses of this bamboo thorn.

Just in case, of course. I still put on a safety helmet to protect my head.

This helmet, commonly known as coconut shell. However, because the time is a little tight, it is a temporary idea. So the coconut meat inside is not removed. When you wear it on your head, there is always a little ethereal fragrance lingering around you.

By the time I did all this, according to my concept of time, there should be about ten minutes left before the countdown is completely reset to zero.

That's when I need to refuel. These ready-made foods can be eaten as much as you can. Because I'm not sure what's going to happen next. Therefore, it is very necessary to let the body store energy as much as possible.

And the facts gave me a proof.

It turns out that my concept of time has been particularly inaccurate after a month away from the clock.

Just before I could swallow my fifth jerky, the time was up.

Some people may say, you just brag about it. The time has already been wrong, how do you know that the time is up?

Because the wind is blowing in the forest.

It is absolutely rare to know that in a primeval forest like this, the wind that can blow a branch as thick as two fingers blows is blown. Not to mention that I'm still at the foot of a volcano.

The howling wind destroyed all my defenses almost instantly.

That's right. I thought I was safe enough to be a safe haven in front of the forces of nature, and there was not even a scum left.

I'm going to have to build a shelter next time that can withstand a Category 10 hurricane.

That's what I'm thinking now. But now that determination is no longer useful.

The hurricane stopped after raging for less than five minutes.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and said in my heart that I could still accept such an ending. It's a big deal to build a stronger shelter next time - no, a stronger house. That's it.

But is that really the case? The three-day countdown is nothing more than that prism that makes God sneeze at me?

Of course, it won't be just that.

Remember the other day when I was ruthlessly herded across the river because I strayed into the territory of a herd of wild boars?

When I got to the other side of the river, I vowed that I would have a big meal of meat if I had the chance.

Well, now here's your chance.

In front of me was a herd of no less than twenty wild boars.

There are wild boars in the depths of the primeval forest, can you believe that?

If you don't believe it, you can't help it. The sun rises and sets on this island. What's so strange about a random group of wild boars?

But the problem is that these wild boars seem to be eyeing me.

You've got your eye on me......

Second battalion commander! Where's the fucking Lao Tzu's bamboo torch?!

, he was blown away a long time ago. All that remained was the end of the powder, scattered on the ground.

Run.

That's the first thought.

Lao Tzu admits that he can't kill wild boars. That's all right, right?

Where can I go? The pigs seemed to have an IQ, and when I came back to my senses, they formed an encirclement. Surrounded me inside.

How big is a wild boar?

It's not that big.

Does Pig Gang know it? The second junior brother in the Journey to the West chapter to conquer demons.

Of course, not so exaggerated. Otherwise, I wouldn't have survived. One-third the size of it.

But even so, more than twenty wild boars laid siege to an unarmed human......

Second battalion commander! Where's the fucking axe!

(Second Battalion Commander: Lao Tzu really beeped the dog)

Since there was no place to put the axe when it was finished before, it was easily split on a relatively large piece of wood. The wood was heavier and didn't blow away. Right at my feet.

My current weapon, apart from the diving knife pinned to my waist, is the mountain axe at my feet.

A mountain-opening axe single-handedly picks up a group of wild boars weighing hundreds of pounds, or the kind with fangs.

Lao Tzu really beeped the dog.

No, it's Dogecoin.

Don't panic at this time.

Don't panic at any time. This is one of the most basic requirements for survival in the wild. Panic can make you make the wrong choice. And this wrong choice is likely to become the main reason for burying you.

But I'm surrounded by a herd of wild boars. To say that the calf is not weak, it is impossible. It's a miracle that I'm still standing in the capital. If I rush out, I don't think it will take half an hour. I could be a corpse lying on the ground. And it's the kind of corpse that has been poked with fangs in its body for countless holes.

What to do?

When you meet a wild beast in the wild, don't be intimidated. You can't let it know that you don't have attack power, or that you can't match it. This will increase its confidence. Of course, it is even more determined to prey on you.

The best way to do this is to show that you are strong.

Of course, the display here doesn't mean that you're going to do a military gymnastics in front of it, or that you're going to do a set of broadcast gymnastics.

Those things are usually good for physical fitness. If you finish a set, it will undoubtedly increase the confidence of the other party.

It's like a flashlight in a thatched house

Look for death.

All you have to do is make eye contact with it with the most ferocious expression and eyes. Let it know that the prey it is about to face is not only physically stronger than it.

Of course, if your voice is loud enough (and I'm talking loud, not screaming), you can make a loud noise. This will not only give you confidence in yourself, but also a deterrent to the beast.

Well, that's all that said. But these are all fucking beasts that have fallen alone.

Whether it was elementary school, junior high school, high school, or university, these teachers told me to study hard, but they didn't tell me how to survive the siege of a herd of wild boars.