Chapter 112: First Entry into the Swamp

It's dawn.

The system biological clock of the starved world automatically woke up Zhou Ling and Ah Lin.

"Huh, it's heavy. ”

Opening his eyes in a daze, Zhou Ling felt that something was pressing on him, and opened his eyes suddenly.

It turned out to be one of Ling Hong's hands, and now Zhou Ling was lying in Ling Hong's arms in an extremely ambiguous posture, Ling Hong pillowed Zhou Ling's head with one hand, and wrapped Zhou Ling with the other, while Zhou Ling was leaning against Ling Hong's chest and curled up in Ling Hong's arms.

Zhou Ling's face was like freshly boiled water, and it turned red all of a sudden, then he quietly raised his head, and slowly glanced back at Ling Hong, who was sleeping, and saw that Ling Hong was sleeping very hard, Zhou Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

With a chuckle, Zhou Ling carefully put his head back on Ling Hong's arm, and leaned back, feeling his heart pounding and beating fast, I have to say that it is really comfortable to sleep in the arms of the person he likes like this, Ling Hong has an extremely warm feeling, full of security, and is reluctant to leave this embrace.

Unconsciously, Zhou Ling fell asleep again.

As Ling Hong comes into contact with more and more things, his own strength is getting stronger and stronger, and now the virus has begun to affect the people around Ling Hong, Zhou Ling can sleep in the tent in the morning, which is the most direct embodiment.

Because Ling Hong slept in the middle, Ah Lin on the side did not notice Zhou Ling's small movements.

This is the first time he has slept in the rules of the famine world, and he was directly woken up by the system's biological clock early in the morning, although he was still very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep with his big eyes open, and he lay down in the tent for a while, and then got up.

Ling Hong felt a tingling in his arm, and was pressed by something, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Ling, who was sleeping like a kitten in his arms, and couldn't help but feel infinite pity in his heart.

Touching the back of his body with his other hand, Ling Hong found that it was already empty, and it seemed that Alin had already gotten up.

Ling Hong quietly pulled out his numb arm, and his movements out of the tent were also very gentle, for fear of disturbing the beauty in his arms.

When Ling Hong walked out of the tent, he saw that not far in front of the tent, Alin was squatting and walking, and at the same time playing a set of unknown boxing techniques, every time he punched, he was tiger-like, as if with a strong air current.

"Captain, I'm exercising in the morning, grandma used to wake me and Amu up every morning to practice boxing, but now it's uncomfortable if I don't practice. Seeing Ling Hong coming out of the tent, Ah Lin retracted his fist and greeted Ling Hong with a smile.

Ling Hong couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed, he had also set a daily exercise plan for himself before, as if he had been abandoned since he learned magic.

Magic too, without the Spirit Decomposer by his side, Ling Hong himself would not be able to enter a meditative state at all, let alone absorb all kinds of magical elements in the air.

In the cannibalistic world of famine, Ling Hong felt that he was a little slack, this is a very dangerous behavior, born in sorrow, died in peace, although Ling Hong has a high-intensity battle almost every once in a while, but training must not be relaxed.

When Zhou Ling got up, Ling Hong and A Lin's morning exercise had just ended, and after a hurried breakfast, the group of three headed towards the swamp they had discovered yesterday.

When I arrived at the edge of the swamp, I looked at the endless dark purple and blackened swamp in front of me, and from time to time there was a foul smell, and a few dead trees were scattered in the swamp, and occasionally a few reeds could be seen, and the buzzing of mosquitoes.

According to Zhou Ling's analysis, this swamp should be the swamp she came to before, but neither Zhou Ling nor Zhou Yu had ever entered it, and they were not very clear about the specific situation in the swamp.

To get back to Camp Rock, you probably have to walk through the swamp to see the meadow where the plane crashed before, and then have a chance to get back to Camp Rock.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going back to the rock camp and picking some reeds, Ling Hong wouldn't want to step into this place full of stench and mosquitoes that could be dangerous at any time.

However, when Ling Hong stepped on the swamp for the first time, he didn't feel that muddy and sticky, but there was a hard, smooth feeling under the soles of his feet, and the soles of his feet would slip if he was not careful, it should be that the temperature was too low in winter, and the moisture on the surface of the swamp was frozen by low temperatures.

"Everyone pay attention to their feet, see if there is a bubbling place, the swamp is a world of tentacle monsters, don't be overshadowed. Ling Hong reminded him, the most important thing is to tell Alin that Zhou Ling's little girl must know.

"I can't imagine what it will be like here in the summer, where you can stink a cow to death!" Alin said indignantly, covering his nose and collecting a bush of reeds on the side.

The reeds in the starve world are not very different from the reeds in the real world, they are all upright stalks, tall plants, and have a certain amount of aeration tissue in the middle of the rhizomes.

Ling Hong once saw the elders of the family use reed rhizomes to medicine, clear the stomach fire, in the summer, after the reed blooms, the reed flowers can also stop bleeding and detoxify, although the reeds can be seen everywhere, but the medicinal value of the reed is also very high, Ling Hong also specially collected some reed stems for this purpose, has been prepared for emergencies.

"Click~"

Ling Hong suddenly heard a very subtle sound, similar to the sound of ice cracking.

"Everyone, pay attention to your step!!Hurry up and get out of place!" Ling Hong wasn't sure which of the three people would have tentacles coming out of their feet, but it was certain that the tentacles must have come out!

Ling Hong just ran two steps back, and a purple spotted tentacle more than three meters long and nearly one meter thick rose directly from the swamp, sharp barbs, slimy tentacle skin.

Compared with the tentacles of the sloppy young man Xiao Meng before and this genuine tentacle, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth, although they are more than three meters high, but they are more than ten times thicker!

The position where the tentacle grew was just between Ling Hong and Zhou Ling, Ling Hong took two steps back because he heard the sound of ice cracking, and Zhou Ling was already too late when he heard Ling Hong's reminder.

The tentacles with barbs were fiercely pumped towards Zhou Ling, and Ling Hong and Zhou Ling were separated by tentacles, and they couldn't be rescued at all.

"Ping~"

A giant sword appeared above Zhou Ling's head, even if it blocked the sharp tail tip barb of the tentacle, Alin made a move, and the powerful force of the tentacle shook Alin's hands numb.

Zhou Ling also took the opportunity to immediately retreat five or six steps, leaving the attack range of the tentacles, turning around and taking out the blow arrow from his backpack.

At this time, Ling Hong had already grasped the staff 'Hope' in his hand, and when the tentacle saw that the first blow did not work, he immediately withdrew the tail tip barb, preparing to attack a second time, but it had no chance.