The gunsmith asked, "Can you still run now, are you anesthetized or have any leg injuries?"

John's eyes widened, and he replied with some cunning, "No...... No problem, it's just that I haven't eaten or drunk for almost two days, and I don't think I'm going to run fast, and I can't run far. ”

"That's okay, just run. The gunsmith pointed in one direction: "When I open the cage in a moment, you will go that way." ”

"Hey, man, if you can really get us out of the cage, I'd suggest running in a different direction, like over there. He pointed in the other direction and said, "I have been locked up here for two days, and I have been looking for an opportunity to escape, and as far as I can see, the direction you are pointing to is the road that these natives usually take the most, and the other side I am pointing to is a dead end, and I have not seen a single person go there in the past two days." ”

The gunsmith said, "Yes, I know, there is waist-high wolftail grass growing over there, and the situation of the building means that there are hardly any people there." He stretched out a hand and grabbed the wooden fence beside him: "So if you don't run far in that direction, you will most likely encounter a deep swamp or a cliff." ”

John thought for a moment and continued, "And the way they take most often is usually the direction to fetch water or hunt, and that must be the way to live!"

The gunsmith said, "That's right. ”

"What are you doing?" said John, holding the wooden fence with both hands as the gunsmith spoke, "You don't want to break such a thick piece of wood by brute force, do you?"

The gunsmith replied, "It's not impossible, but it's laborious, and the movement is too great, so I have a better way." As he spoke, the wooden fence that had touched his palm suddenly turned into sand and scattered to the ground.

John exclaimed, "How did you do it? Magic?

The gunsmith said: "To explain it in words that you can understand immediately, it is superpower." ”

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. John said.

"It's not a big deal, magic still needs to be learned, but superpowers are innate, of course, both need to be used hard by the user. The gunsmith said, reaching for another wooden fence, "My ability is named 'Alchemy' by EAS, and any object that is not conscious can be transformed like this, turning seawater into diamonds." ”

John felt that this was a bit of a stretch, not to mention what that EAS was, no one would easily believe it: "Man, you're exaggerating, it's one thing to turn wood into sand, but it's ...... to make it."

Before he could finish his sentence, the gunsmith had already lost the second wooden fence, and directly interrupted: "To put it bluntly, it's just carbon...... Anyway, carbon can also be used to keep warm. "He's not high-minded, but he has a different understanding of money.

John said, "Diamonds control women, women control men, men control the world." ”

The gunsmith smiled noncommittally and turned the subject back to his abilities: "The farther apart the molecular properties and structure of the transformed matter, the more time and spirit it will take me, and I once tried to turn a shoe into a watch, and it took me a full forty minutes. And I have to know the internal structure of the watch clearly, otherwise I will only conjure up a toy that looks exactly like the real watch, but does not go out of words at all. He let out a long breath, as if it would be a lot of effort to turn the two pieces of wood into sand alone: "At that time, I could make four watches by myself, but the raw material could not be made of shoes." ”

The two natives who were guarding them not far away turned around and glanced into the cage, where the gunsmith was just able to block the two wooden fences that had disappeared in the middle.

The two natives then spoke a few words, then walked towards the cage, apparently sensing something unusual.

The gunsmith tried to keep his voice as low as he could, and said in a gentle tone, "John, can you get out of this width?"

John knew that the situation was ready at the moment, and although his body was weak, he still pulled himself together and replied, "Anytime." ”

The gunsmith said: "They are obviously preparing a bonfire feast, the guard is relatively lax, I will deal with the two in front of me, you can get out now, in the direction I pointed, run as fast as you can, I will follow you and be responsible for the break." I still have plenty of energy, so don't look back, just run on your own, and don't try to come back to save me even if you hear me being hit by a poison dart. ”

As John saw the two native guards getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Man, I don't know how to thank you, my life was gone before I met you, and if I made it back to civilization alive, I would write a book or make a movie about your heroics." ”

The gunsmith said, "Okay, I'm not dead......

As they spoke, the two natives had already walked to the cage, and they had not seen it clearly due to the angle, but at this moment, the gap behind them could no longer be covered. Their expressions changed dramatically, and they talked to each other in the indigenous language, and the words became louder and louder.

The gunsmith's bone spear slid into his hand in an instant, but he didn't shoot, and with one hand removed two tooth-like sharp bones from the body of the bone spear, and clamped the two bones on either side of his middle finger, and before the two natives could react, the gunsmith had already struck out like lightning.

The two guards fell to the ground, clutching their throats in pain, their throats already hit by bone teeth, and even though they could toss a few times on the ground, they couldn't scream.

John was stunned and forgot to run away, and the gunsmith turned around and said, "Hey, don't be stunned, you'll be found soon." ”

John stopped being stunned, got out of the cage, bent his waist, and under the cover of several thatched huts, he scurried in the direction of the planned escape.

The gunsmith also followed out of the cage, and as he passed by, he glanced down at the two cannibal natives on the ground who were not yet completely exhausted: "Don't look at me like that, you also pierced me with two darts in the neck, that's fair." ”

John and the gunsmith had just run a hundred meters before the abnormality on the side of the cage had been discovered, and then their figures fell into the sight of the cannibals.

So, in a tribe where communication was basically based on roaring, the roar rang out, and dozens of adult men picked up spears and blowguns, quickly assembled, and began to hunt down the fleeing dinner.

Although John fled from the village in the direction pointed out by the gunsmith, after entering the jungle, he immediately lost his mind, drilled into the forest and turned over the slope when he saw it, and it didn't take long for him to slow down.

The poor explorer was obviously frightened by the cannibals, and he could not run, so he used his hands and feet together, rolling and crawling, and the instinct of fear and survival told him that he could not stop, and to stop would be to skin and tear apart the bones, and to die without a whole body.

And the gunsmith is completely different from him, for example, when playing so-and-so Wushuang, we can often see that a general-faced military general is half-killed, and his mouth is "let me teach you from the basics of the art of war". You take five seconds to flip it over, and he'll immediately say, "Retreat is also a form of the art of war."

Although it is a bit funny, this dialogue is essentially true, retreat and rout are two different concepts, the former is to fight and retreat in an orderly manner, and the latter is to throw off the armor and flee the road.

The gunsmith knew that if he was like John, it would be useless to get out of the hunt. Although he still has one last plan, which is to consider killing all the people who are chasing him, it is also a risk. Even if he has a guard this time, but the cannibals are outnumbered, and only one blow arrow is needed, which is a situation from which there is no return.

Therefore, the gunsmith was not in a hurry to chase after John, he deliberately slowed down and used the stones and other hard objects he picked up to beat the cannibals who chased the nearest and most forward, so as to play a psychological deterrent effect, make the other party fearful, and slow down the pace of the whole group.

In addition, the gunsmith is responsible for erasing John's footprints and creating false trails to lead the tracker in the wrong direction. When the pursuers were stopped by the gunsmith and gradually distanced themselves, the gunsmith began to do this. John's footprints are unique and easy to fake, with heavy, scattered footprints and traces of handprints or elbows on the ground......

About an hour later, when it was getting dark, and the cannibal tribe had been fooled by the gunsmith and was about to get lost in his own land, John finally stopped and lay on the ground, he really couldn't move for half a minute.

His breathing was intermittent, his face was pale, and his stomach was suddenly churning, causing him to vomit, but he had no strength to support his upper body, and could only let his face stick to the mud covered with vomit, but it was only some gastric juice, and his stomach was already empty, and there was no food.

The gunsmith caught up after only a few minutes, and he walked over and said, "Don't worry, they have been thrown away, it is impossible to catch up in a short time, you look terrible, you need to rest for a while." ”

When John heard this, although he was not completely relieved, he finally relaxed a little, and only when his breathing gradually stabilized did he have the strength to turn over and sit up: "Whew...... Buddy...... I didn't expect that I would leave that village alive. ”

The gunsmith took out a homemade ignition from his pocket and handed it to John: "This can be lit, you have to get up and walk a few more steps, there is a cave over there, go to the cave and make a fire, I'll get you some food and clean water, or the cannibals will hang up before they catch up." ”

"Thank you...... Charles, I couldn't have escaped without you. ”

"I'm also helping myself, bringing you with me is a gesture, you don't have to take it too seriously. The gunsmith didn't take it very seriously, he waved his hand, and went into the woods alone in search of food.