Thousands of miles of smokeless open plains, where all animals and beasts are constantly infested, far from the remote areas of the city-state, here completely rely on the laws of nature - natural selection, survival of the fittest.

For Bill, this kind of environment is also extremely harsh, every time, he has to tense his spirit, feel his 'scarlet eyes' with all his strength, he takes every step as carefully as possible, and detours when he feels the slightest fluctuation of his breath.

Bill has consumed most of the dry food and water, and the distance from the base is getting closer and closer.

When you get there, you should be able to find some food and water, right? Bill thought as he quickened his pace.

A day later, Bill continued to walk hard in the moor, his body hot like a steamer, and the heat was unbearable.

The sun at the end of April, especially in such dry and hot air, becomes a chronic poison that obscures many overdrawn lives.

A small river appeared in Bill's field of vision, and the clear flowing water made Bill happy.

Looking cautiously around, Bill ran quickly towards the potholes by the creek.

'Gollum~' swallowed his saliva, Bill carefully felt if there were other life around him, he didn't want to be swallowed by a lurking large crocodile while replenishing the water source.

The Scarlet Eyes return a sense of temperature, which is information that only Bill can grasp.

'Whew~' breathed a sigh of relief.

The ring was about ten meters in radius, and at least Bill knew that the river was devoid of life.

With the cloth bag around his waist, Bill quickly pulled out the kettle.

The cool and lubricated stream, sliding through the rough dirt on the surface of Bill's palm between Bill's water, enjoying the comfort, just like facing the teasing of a young girl, made Bill's heart itch for a while when he wanted to go down to take a bath, such a mood made Bill's heart twitch uncontrollably and violently a few times, which curbed the impulse.

After a few days, Bill knew that he was now covered in sweat and mud, and even his face was covered in ash, and Bill really wanted to go in and have a good time, if the opportunity allowed.

Shaking his drowsy head, Bill grabbed the kettle and poured it down fiercely, a whole pot of sweet water, 'Goo Du Goo~~' so that Bill was no longer hungry and thirsty,

Excited, Bill took another full pot and put it back into his tactical backpack with satisfaction.

Shaking off his trench coat, Bill looked at his dirty appearance, greedily staring at the river under his feet.

After a few breaths, Bill sighed helplessly, and then soaked his dirty clothes in water and rinsed them, and the pure flowing water swept away the dirt from the clothes, revealing their original ivory white.

With all this done, Bill placed his longsword in the river again, allowing the blade to reflect the sunlight again.

Squatted down again, picked up the cool water with a cloth bag, and poured himself from head to toe more than ten times, before reluctantly turning around.

Before leaving, Bill sat down on the ground with a few small markers, hoping to find a source of water in the future crisis.

As the sun shines, a layer of steaming moisture rises over Bill, keeping him comfortably cool.

Probably because he was a little fresher today, Bill was moving a lot faster than he had been a few days ago.

I insisted on walking for a while, and the night was coming soon.

It was dark, and Bill had found a suitable place in advance.

The night here is very difficult, not sleeping well is one thing, the important thing is that it is more dangerous at night, mosquitoes, snakes and scorpions, these terrifying little things containing poison will sweep all the creatures on the ground, what Bill has to do is to check the ground first, if there is a big insect nest, a scorpion nest, or a beast's reserve cave where he settles, then he is killing himself.

To be precise, there is no safe place at night, and Bill is an invading outsider.

"It's really hard to survive here"

Those little monsters with highly poisonous bodies are no less than tigers, leopards and snakes, and they are more dangerous, at least the latter Bill can detect in advance with his magic ring, while the former generally attacks silently.

When he first came here, Bill saw a big centipede with an adult's arm length that night, and his forehead~ Thinking about Bill, he felt cold hands and feet, the red dense short feet, and the hideous fangs of the head, which almost scared Bill half to death.

If you take a bite on him, Bill doesn't have to think about the consequences.

This is a plain, the temperature is moderate, and the existence of any creatures and beasts is reasonable.

After making sure that the anthill under him was not the kind of man-eating ant, Bill chose to inhabit it.

After all, the territory of these ants, there will be a lot fewer other highly poisonous little lives, and it can be regarded as relatively safe.

Alas, if only there were a tent

The time of sleep will not be too long, after all, everything has to be thought about for your own life.

Leaning on the ground with a tired body, Bill felt his ring closely as he stabbed small traps with his hands.

These are the things he saw along the way, and then he learned them unexpectedly.

Although the small trap is not very powerful, it can raise the alarm, and the second is that it can solve some small bugs, if it is a larger stone, it is estimated that it can scare away some dangerous bugs, and the big red centipede that spreads on the grass arm like that, Bill really doesn't want to see it a second time.

A small trap is planted around by Bill, and I don't know if they can really play their due power.

"Hehe~"

By moonlight, Bill didn't fall asleep first, but watched the anthill for a while.

"Survival?"

Through the tiny anthill, Bill seems to see the trials he needs to face, and this is the first step he needs to train when he comes to the base, full of danger and death.

"Under natural selection, survival of the fittest, Demacia, it is indeed too comfortable now" is too peaceful, the people seem to have lost their sharpness and sharpness, such a person is not suitable for survival in the Rune Continent, let alone the heart of Valoran!

In the case of species survival and environmental crisis, any emotion is superfluous, this is the law of nature. Those who can survive have the full strength to choose, willing to fall, and those who are cowardly, waiting for them is only death!

Bill looked up at the starry sky, he didn't know if he could withstand these difficulties, these hardships and dangers, not by real plain words can persevere.

The insects chirp and the silkworms chirp, and the sound of the trembling wind is even more secret and quiet in this desert where no one is.

Bill didn't know how far he could go when he really faced it.

Wild, survival.

He can't do even the most basic predator, and in most herds, the members who can't hunt are worthless, they will be starved to death, this is the cruel law, the cruel reality.

And the pampered humans, even if they succeed in finding the carcass of the beast, they may not be able to eat it, and even if they really swallow it, the damage caused by those tiny parasites to the body, the fragile humans don't know if they can bear it.

Leaving the jungle where our ancestors were born, humans are no longer fit to survive in such an environment.

Picking up his own kettle, Bill gently poured himself a sip and tightened his thin clothes, compared to the heat of the day, the night was extremely cold, especially the cold mixed with the wind, which made people curl up in pain all night.

Looking at the kettle, Bill thought of the dead snake he had found during the day, the flower snake that had clearly been cut off and bled out.

"Huh? That kind of blood? How can I drink it? ”

"But do you have to get used to it? Isn't it? Bill smiled, and the smile wasn't distorted.

"Perhaps, I can start by seeing blood!" Bill pulled out the small, double-edged dagger under his trench coat.

"Hunt a beast and dissect it," Bill gestured twice in the air, believing that he should be able to get used to it after a few more attempts.

"In that case? Looks like I still need to learn how to hunt."

Speaking of hunting, it's harder for Bill.

Unbearable setbacks will make many people go crazy, which is caused by depressed feelings.

Bill recalls hoping to find some knowledge and skills in this area.

After thinking for a while, he only came to one conclusion, which made Bill have to sigh at his lack of knowledge.

"Hunters need to be patient."

Faced with such a conclusion, Bill could only memorize the word 'patience' first.

"I hope it's peaceful tonight!"

The night was peaceful, and Bill was lucky to survive, but when Bill woke up early in the morning to eat, he was disturbed by the unexpected movement around him.

"Not good! Dangerous! ”

Bill's expression tightened, the warning of the ring in his hand let him know that there might be a beast around him, he didn't dare to move, held his breath, and hid in the place where he lived last night.

Under the movement, I looked around carefully, and only then did I find a half-human tall hyena. Hyenas are hyenas that resemble dogs in appearance, with shoulders higher than hips when standing, and their front body is thicker than their back body. They have large heads, thick skulls, long heads and short snouts, and large, round ears. It has four toes on each of its limbs (five toes on the coyote's forelimbs), and its claws are large, curved, and blunt, and cannot be retracted. It has long manes on the back of its neck and shoulders, and its tail hair is also long, and its body hair is sparse and coarse, with spots or stripes.

In Bill's mind, the hyena is a cunning and ferocious beast, and his danger is not weaker than that of the lion and tiger.

But doesn't this beast act at night? Spotted hyenas are nocturnal predators, resting in the grass or burrows during the day and wandering around at night in search of food.

But early in the morning, Bill actually saw the hyena digging in the distance, and Bill looked around carefully, but only found such a one, which is very unreasonable, because such creatures generally live in their own group.

Two minutes passed, and the hyena finally dug a small hole. Then he took something in his mouth, and Bill couldn't see what it was, but he couldn't reveal it out of curiosity.

'Sneer~Snort~' The hyena let out a cheerful laugh and ran away with a hiss.

He lay on his stomach for another two minutes before Bill gasped for air.

The ferocity of the hyena is not inferior to the king of the animal kingdom, and even the lions and tigers alone do not dare to rashly provoke.

Bill's mentality is good, and people with mental and emotional problems are unable to face crises and dangers! You can't be a hunter who can survive on your own.

Bill resisted the intention of digging out the pit, he knew that the hyenas' noses were very smart, very smart, and their cunning was very difficult, and the buried pit would definitely leave its own peculiar smell.

"I hope my luck will continue to improve"

Sharp daggers, card slots back in the ribs of the wardrobe, shiny long sword, back behind his back, fumbling for the rings on his fingertips, Bill continued to dig deeper.

Bill is not a person who is intimidated by difficulties, and the strong psychological qualities of the previous professional players allow him to face the dangers he is in with a cold perception like a devil.

A small broken branch, a bamboo pole spider with long hands and feet, strong and hard to move and crawl, Bill stepped down, the camouflaged very perfect little spider was broken by the limbs stepped on, and even the body became a flat layer, losing its vitality.

It is said that the early bird gets the worm, but the overly hungry spider in nature loses its own despicable life because it gets up too early.

Innate weakness is an unnecessary price, cheap life is born suddenly, and it is annihilated by nature in an instant.

In the message channel that Bill didn't pay attention to, a "XP+1! The subtitles rose silently, and then faded away.

The sun is as good as ever, and the plains with endless green are the same as ever.

As he progressed, Bill encountered more and more dangers.

Consciously picking off the crossbow behind his back, and loading a pair of crossbow arrows, Bill was ready to fight at any time.

The coyotes on the ground were chasing a horned sheep desperately trying to escape and lose their ranks, and the two quickly disappeared from Bill's vision.

Bill, who was covered in cold hair and cold air behind his back, was nervously pressing his body flat to the ground.

The two disappeared for a while, and Bill continued on his way.

Towards the sun, before noon, to find a place to perch, he has encountered several such dangers, the nervous nerves made him consume a lot of physical strength, and the spirit of not having a good rest for a few days made him look a little haggard.

With the support of water and small bread, Bill walked more than ten miles.

And then Bill's good fortune came to an end.

He finally meets a cold-blooded animal head-on.

It's a python! The python that looked like it was six or seven meters thick, the colorful light scattered by the small scale armor, and the giant tongue core of Senhan's mouth spewed out.

It was much more dangerous than the beasts he had encountered before.

Bill saw his reflection in those cold eyes, and Bill knew that his good luck was over.

The bucket-like head curled and the fangs bare, and Bill instantly smelled a foul stench, the undigested corpse in the python's belly.

Rub~

The sharp sword was unsheathed, Bill's body was tense and straight, and in the face of fear, Bill burst out with courage, and the sharp madness buried in the bones of a loser.

In his dazed pupils, Bill silently felt the approaching big mouth and danger, "Live, eat you!" ”

With the fighting spirit of the heart of death, Bill held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and ran forward with great courage.

If the fragile body cannot raise its head in front of the predator, then he will only be a lowly food in the mouths of others for the rest of his life.

Only by daring to meet the challenge can you be qualified to live!

The basic physique of lv4, supported by a strong body, the sword light is like a heavy giant axe, drawing a great wind sound, and smashing it on the python's head with an indomitable move.

Bill's outburst screams mingled with the angry hiss of the serpent core.

The skills mastered in the teaching room, as well as the scarlet eyes' perception of danger, his serial retreat, dodging the vicious stare of the blood-red snake eyes, and the sharp teeth biting.

"Die!"

In the crisis, Bill's physical strength burst out, and the big sword rounded the snake's face.

"Bang~"

The sound of the sword shattering bones made the snake's head tremble violently, and it slammed on the ground with a 'bang'.

Bill's sword slammed into the head from top to bottom, as if it were about to pierce the snake's head.

But the python's seven or eight meters snake body also flipped and twisted at the same time and smashed down towards Bill.

"Boom~"

Bill's sword, after all, was a little slower.

The solid body, slammed into the water bucket body and flying, along the land, Bill carved a long way on the ground.

When he opened his mouth, the blood on his chest made him feel stuffy, and Bill thumped his chest desperately.

A mouthful of blood was choked out by Bill, and the clothes on his chest were dyed red with a large area of bright colors.

'Woo~' The snake's tail roared, and Bill stood in place before being swept away again by a huge tail shadow.

It was dragged on the ground and slid out for more than ten meters, which stopped the huge inertia.

This time, Bill really couldn't get up.

He wasn't even sure if his bones were intact.

In the midst of the stars, Bill saw the python dangling its head, dragging its body, and slowly crawling over.

"Kill you! Eat you! ”

The burden of the body, dominated by a crazy bloodthirsty impulse.

Sharp crossbow arrows, set on the crossbow bed, a cold flash, a pair of arrows galloping, the target is the blood-colored pupils on both sides of the python!

The huge scale python was also in danger of preparing, its head poked forward, and the two crossbow arrows flew past the snake's head, and the arrows rubbed two slender scratches, which remained on the scale armor.

Under the hissing of the snake letter, the air was filled with an unpleasant stench, and there was a chill that made people's hearts tremble.

The huge long sword slashed down at the head of the snake again!

The irresistible force smashed the snake's head to the ground again, and a very obvious dent appeared on the head.

At this time, Bill, if you look closely, you can see that one of his fingers actually turned blood-red, and under the surging blood, it completely turned into a bloody finger.

"Die!"

At such a close distance, Bill's hand crossbow took aim again, and the arrow pressed against the bloodshot eye like a python.

"Boom~"

The double arrows were dispatched, and in the roar, one of the eyes of the python exploded into a blood mist, snake blood, splashed on Bill's face, and with his fierce expression, it suddenly became hideous!

The serpent curled up in pain, and Bill leapt out next to the tormented scaly serpent.

The mechanism was wound, and a pair of sharp iron-tipped arrows were set up on the crossbow in his hand, and in an instant, a cold killing intent permeated, and Bill aimed with one hand

"Die! Brute! ”