This was the first time that Ning Hao wanted to do something so strongly in his heart.

The group of Edgeworth Flying Monks, the mountain-like golden beasts, opened the door to a new world in front of Ning Hao.

The thing in the gate attracted Ning Hao so much, there was a kind of power that made people desperate.

Now that he has decided to move forward with his dream, the mouse must think carefully about everything he may encounter along the way.

In addition to carefully avoiding these dangers, it is also necessary to carefully distinguish between what is edible and what is poisonous in the jungle.

It's a pity that Ning Hao's scarce memory does not have the skill of surviving in the wild.

He could only hope to encounter a similar fruit tree again, as for a magical and dangerous plant like the Piranha Flower, it was only after all kinds of coincidences that Ning Hao figured out the way that the Piranha Flower absorbed the juice, the jungle was full of thrills, how could he give him enough time to try it slowly.

Staying in the current one-third of an acre of land will undoubtedly be very nourishing, but how can Ning Hao be satisfied like this.

Ning Hao hesitated and decided to build a piece of equipment for a long journey.

There was no way to take away the fruit of this tree, so Ning Hao decided to take away some of the juice of the man-eating flower.

"If only it had a pocket like a kangaroo. Ning Hao suddenly had this thought. Now that he's crossed over into a rat, he doesn't mind adding another pocket to his stomach.

Touching his tight fur, Ning Hao had to dispel this unrealistic thought.

After a series of previous dangers, Ning Hao's body was more than three or four times larger than when he was born, and although his strong limbs were short, he could see the rich muscle curves hidden under the fur. The fur was even tighter and harder than the cowhide that Ning Hao had ever seen, and he had experimented with biting his own skin with the strength that could bite off the bark of a tree trunk, but he could only leave a shallow white mark on it.

He is not an ordinary rat all the time, Ning Hao said to himself.

The jungle has an abundance of plants and can find anything you've never seen.

After repeated screening, Ning Hao finally found a tree that was very light in weight but had a tough wood. The hollow core of this tree and the thin skin make it ideal for being used as a container for liquids.

He came to a small straight tree, tapped it lightly with his paws, and there was an empty echo.

I saw the rat open its big teeth and start to act.

In a few moments, the small tree the size of the child's arm was bitten off, and the little tree fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The mouse climbed up the tree and continued to carve with its teeth, and a cylindrical wooden container took shape. He also made two lids ingeniously, sealing the upper and lower ends of the container seamlessly. After trying, even the most violent vibrations could not shake out the water filled within.

"I always feel like something is missing. Ning Hao looked at the bare brown wooden bottle, and always felt that some more processing should be done.

He stretched out his thin paws and scratched the skin of the bottle, and finally, a crooked rat appeared on the bottle.

"Well, isn't it a little ugly. ”

Looking at his masterpiece, Ning Hao's eyes twitched slightly, but he was unwilling to make another one, so he could only choose not to look at it.

In order to be able to take away some of the juice of the cannibal flower, Ning Hao can be said to have gone to great lengths.

After a series of previous events, he had discovered the magic of this juice, which could not only restore the tired spirit, but also heal his wounds extremely quickly, and seemed to greatly enhance his strength. For Ning Hao, who was already fully infatuated with the taste of juice, how could he not bring this kind of precious thing.

Ning Hao came to the cannibal flower and carefully leaned the utensils against the branches and stems, allowing the liquid to flow down the branches and stems into the container.

"Xiaohua, I'm leaving here, if I have the opportunity to come back, I will definitely take you to eat and drink spicy food!"

"We're going to see you again!"

I don't know if the flower understands or not, Ning Hao finally left with a heavy wooden bottle, his stomach was bulging, and obviously he didn't drink less this time. During the period, I turned back step by step, looking nostalgic.

"There's only such a pot left, you have to save some in the future, no, you can't drink it until the critical moment, this is a life-saving thing." ”

Ning Hao muttered back to the fruit tree, and put the wooden bottle full of sap into the "mansion" he had just snatched, his heart full of excitement about leaving.

Nothing was said all night.

The sun rises from one end of the sea of green, shining through the gaps between the trees into the jungle.

In this night, I don't know how many lives were wiped out in the darkness, and I don't know how many new lives were born in this world.

Ning Hao had already prepared everything.

At this time, Ning Hao tied the wooden bottle he had built before with branches and hung it obliquely on his body.

Standing under the tree, the mouse waved goodbye to the creatures in the tree.

"Goodbye, my dear friends!"

"Don't cry, don't hold on, the great me doesn't belong here!"

These days, as Ning Hao snatched the squirrel's fruits and tree holes every day, these little animals would not only compete with them at first, but then they had slowly become accustomed to the existence of this robber. Ning Hao's body is getting stronger and stronger now, since he can withstand the wild bombardment of countless fruits, and eat the snatched fruits under the tree with a comfortable expression, those squirrels seem to have lost interest in fighting Ning Hao. Not only did he not care about him eating the fruits on the tree, but even the squirrels who were robbed of the cave would leave obediently, not knowing whether they regarded Ning Hao as one of them, or were afraid of the robber's powerful force.

The squirrels looked at the dancing and squeaking rats under the trees, and wondered what he was doing. Eventually, one by one, they turned around and ate the fruit earnestly.

"What a bunch of simple and lovely little guys, don't you want me to see your tears of grief!"

Ning Hao wiped his eyes emotionally.

He turned around strongly, and left without looking back.

He remembered seeing the location of the behemoth, and if the direction in which the sun rose was east, then the direction in which he was going was north.

"I'm all the way north, leaving the season with you, eh, you said you're so tired, you can't fall in love with anyone anymore......"

Humming a minor tune that no one could hear the rhythm in his mouth, Ning Hao walked through the forest with a wooden bottle on his back.

Huge trees stand tall one after another, and if you can't climb to the trees at any time and rely on the sun to discern the direction, you would have lost your way now.

In fact, Ning Hao didn't know where he was now.

He can only move forward by direction.

Every time he heard a wild beast howling nearby, he would stop, hold his wooden bottle, and wait until all movement was gone.

A few times, he felt the feeling of danger coming, and the panicked Ning Hao ran around in a circle for a long distance before he gradually lost feeling this kind of coercion.

When you are thirsty, you drink the water of the stream, and when you are hungry, you look for some wild fruit to eat. Ning Hao wasn't sure if each fruit could be eaten, so he could only observe whether there were insects on it.

Bugs can eat it, and rats probably can eat it too.

Uh, probably.

Ning Hao felt very uncomfortable now, and he didn't know if it was because he had just eaten the fruit he hadn't seen.

He now needed to find a place to rest.

At this time, the sunlight in the woods gradually dimmed, and Ning Hao climbed a thick tree and bit a hole in the tree that could fit himself with his teeth.

He opened the bottle and carefully licked the liquid from the bottle.

"Hopefully this will work. Ning Hao now felt groggy in his whole head.

The rat huddled in the hollow of the tree with the wooden pot in hand, and once again the ethereal posture of the man flying against the sword in the wind.

Be sure to find that group of people.

A chill hit, Ning Hao opened his eyes, maybe he was just tired yesterday, maybe the juice of the man-eating flower really worked, he felt that his state had recovered again.

Ning Hao, who came back to his senses, found that it was raining outside, and the rain flowed down the trunk of the tree into the cave, soaking half of his body.

The sound of dripping rain came from outside, drops of rain hitting the leaves, beating rhythmic drums.

After staying in the cave for a while, Ning Hao felt that he couldn't just wait, if the rain kept falling, he wouldn't have to starve in the tree hole.

Ning Hao followed the trunk of the tree and prepared to climb down, but it may be that the trunk soaked by the rain was too slippery, and he fell straight down without paying attention and plunged headlong into the wet and soft soil under the tree.

Raising his head in embarrassment, Ning Hao glanced at the wooden bottle tied to his body, the lid was well stuffed, and it didn't spill out.

The rain falls on the head, washing the dirty dirt off the head little by little.

Ning Hao glanced at the direction and continued on the road.