The next day, when the fog in the east became brighter and brighter, Hao Song was woken up by the bustling herd of beasts nearby on the branches three meters above the ground, in a sleeping bag pulled by four fixed ropes. His eyes were as hard to open as if they were sewn up, and his mouth was open as if it was about to be dislocated.

Last night, this thing slept quite unsteadily. In the marshland at night, the temperature drops below 20 degrees, which is slightly cool, and everything is uncomfortable. And the upland woods, which are significantly less wet, are ideal for a variety of animals to spend the night. Hao Song, who had keen senses, was woken up by these swamp dwellers more than once.

Every time he used his mind to limit his consciousness and fall asleep, he would subconsciously let go of the restriction and return to a state of perceptual alert, and then be woken up again. After frequent repetition in the middle of the night, Hao Song finally found a balance, which could not only maintain a certain vigilance, but also not be easily woken up.

Unfortunately, it was not far from dawn by that time. Only an hour later, the awakened beasts poured out of the woods in the bright mist, leaving only those in their sleeping bags to secretly swear that they would kill a few more angry Hao Song in the hunt.

The guy got out of the sleeping bag and got out of it with a worm-like motion, stuffing things like a rope and a sleeping bag into the backpack. Then lying on the trunk of the tree, he took back the kettle and condensation cover hanging in the air, and looked at the overflowing kettle, Hao Song was very satisfied.

Then he stood proudly on the branches of the big tree, and took a bite of this wisdom with great anticipation

"Poof!" the guy took a sip and immediately squirted, then scolded, "Edward, what did you do to my kettle in the middle of the night?

At this time, Edward Mierro's joking voice came from a tree to his left: "I haven't touched your kettle~ Is the water smelling of inferior formalin?"

Hao Song looked to the upper left, Edward was standing on a branch bent by his weight, his body was not moving, and he looked like a martial arts master. Then he said with a surprised face: "! Describe it more accurately than me! Have you ever drunk your own urine like Bei Ye?"

"Huh?" As soon as these words came out, Edward, who was originally well balanced, suddenly tilted his body in shock, and then the branches under his feet trembled and shook a few times, and finally broke at the lowest point with a "click".

So Edward planted from a height of 4 floors, smashed two branches along the way, desperately adjusted his attitude in the air, and finally successfully landed in a toad-like position, minimizing the impact.

Hao Song was dumbfounded, and complained: "Ahab? This toad is very slippery! You urinated in my kettle, and I actually reacted so much after I used words? Do you still have a conscience?"

"Fart! I Edward dare to do it! If I say it doesn't move, I don't move! The water obtained by the condensation method will smell if it is not purified by activated carbon! You kid don't spray feces!" Edward got up in embarrassment, and said angrily.

When Hao Song heard this, it suddenly dawned on him that the air in the swamp was already filled with ammonia and other gases with the smell of decay, and the condensed water would naturally dissolve these gases, thus carrying this smell.

The cowardly immediately took out a small tea bag of activated charcoal, threw it into the kettle, and then apologized with a hippie smile: "Brother Edward, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you! I'm sorry to let your character be doubted again, and I am really sorry for pretending to fail!"

"Is this an apology, hey!How do I feel sarcastic!'Saying 'again' is trying to imply something! I'm just working on balance and control, okay!Pretending to be cool or something is just a secondary purpose!" Edward smacked his clothes and spat back expertly.

After a cheap laugh of "hehe", Hao Song began to do business, tidying things up, and slowly moving down the tree with a vine, like a koala. The cautious movements clearly showed that he had just been frightened by Edward's free-fall movement.

The tyrant Edward couldn't help pouting when he saw that he was so cautious, and he found a puddle of water and began his early morning cow drink. After Hao Song came down, he looked at Edward, who was drinking happily, and said in his heart, it seems that this product is either used to drinking Xiang, or it has suppressed the sense of taste and smell to the limit, right?

And now I can barely limit 3% of the body's various functions, and the control is very sluggish and consumes a lot of attention. Judging from Edward's ability to maintain balance on the branches, which would break if he shook them, his grasp of energy output was extremely perverted.

But that's only when Edward's heart isn't activated, and the mind effect isn't activated. In fact, with the concentrated output of explosive energy from the heart of rage, it was very difficult for Edward to control such a huge amount of energy. After all, the heart of rage is not a good thing for embroidery needlework.

Both of them were ready, Edward turned on the camera, Hao Song carried the sapper shovel, intending to find something to eat, and then continued to the center of the basin, where the probability of finding the Ember Slave was very high.

It was quite difficult to walk through the potholed wetlands, and at the same time, the half-human-tall aquatic plants and reeds made it difficult to see the surroundings, and Hao Song followed the wind. This volcanic basin has a warm temperature in the center and a cool temperature around it, and there is always a breeze blowing from all sides towards the center. So as long as you follow the wind, you can reach your destination.

But there's a problem with that, and that's that you're on the upper hand a large part of the time. The animals in front of you will smell you and run away. After all, for the animals in the basin, the only natural predator is humans.

So the two of them walked for half a morning, and they didn't see a living thing. There are only some traces of animal activity, but with Hao Song's tracking ability, the theater is completely closed, and there is no drama. Only one month was not enough time for him to learn so much.

Just as the hungry Hao Song began to think about whether to use fried chicken to solve the problem of satiety, he saw two frogs. The two brown frogs, about the size of a fist, were five paces away from the two of them, bending a bunch of grass and squatting on them, looking very leisurely.

The coward looked at the crossbow on the side behind him, shook his head, lifted the sapper shovel and walked around the grass, and slowly leaned over. Entering the attack range of the shovel, Hao Song made a decision immediately, and "snapped" directly stunned one. Then catch up with two steps, and then easily stun the other one who escaped.

Then he lifted the two half-dead frogs up for a closer look. "Well, the back is smooth, it's a frog, and if it's a toad, I'm afraid of poisoning. Secondly, the color is brown and has no patterns, which means that they are non-poisonous frogs. Hao Song muttered to himself as he watched.

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned his head to the camera, and said, "Next, I will tell you how to eat frogs raw! In the wild, don't let go of anything you can eat!"

"Hey, this stalk hasn't gotten tired of it!Is Survival in the Wilderness going to continue?There are a lot of bugs here, don't let it go~" Edward complained listlessly.

Hao Song ignored him, and chattered while handling the frog: "Well, remove the head, and the frog skin too, in order to prevent parasites, we only eat its muscle parts." "The only edible part of the frog that has been processed with the night card is the limbs and a small part of the trunk.

At this time, Hao Song hesitated, after all, this would be the first time he had eaten raw meat, and he had only drunk deer blood and spinal cord yesterday. Admittedly, the frog meat looks yellow and white and somewhat transparent, like jelly, which does not give people a bad feeling. Therefore, the instigator quickly did a good job of taste shielding, and planned to take it down.

"Well, this doesn't taste bad, it's like chicken! I don't know if the protein content is 6 times that of beef~ It's a pity that it's not crunchy~ This thing is very tough!" Hao Song said with some disappointment while chewing hard.

"Ah, yes, I didn't let you say Bei Ye's classic lines, you look very disappointed?" Edward could see the reason for Hao Song's disappointment at a glance, this thing was holding a camera in one hand and a deer leg from yesterday in the other, and this time even the night card of cutting was waived.

After breakfast that day, they began to make their way through the swamp, wading through the water just below their calves. In Hao Song's words, it is like a stingy prostitute who has just come out of a brothel, and it is very difficult to walk. At noon, they had to use the caroline as a bed rest.

In addition to fatigue, it is also because of the fact that your legs are soaked in water for too long and you may suffer from trench foot. The disease leaves your feet stabbing like pins and needles, followed by numbness and severe pain, purple colors, swelling and blisters. It is quite unfavorable for field marches.

Caroline is a plant endemic to swampy wetlands. A clump of carrotin has multiple branches, and it is so tough that it can be used to lie on it and leave the water. Of course, lying down is not comfortable, and it is estimated that it is only slightly better than sleeping on the rope of the little dragon girl.

The humid climate can be very boring and can easily dilute your smell. After noon, the humidity increased rapidly, and the two of them who were back on the road could already see some animals fleeing after hearing the sound, and the contrast was obvious to the morning when they couldn't even see a shadow. In the afternoon, Hao Song and the two finally caught up with a wild buffalo.

The buffalo weighed about half a ton, and Hao Song shot it with a "blizzard" first, but unfortunately this tough creature was still able to escape. So Hao Song hurriedly took out the "Desert Reaper" wrapped in plastic wrap and intended to end its pain, but after a loud bang

The buffalo, which originally weighed half a ton and was 1.5 meters high, had been blown into countless pieces of stump and pulp, and the scene was as tragic as a group of crazy butchers who had chopped it indiscriminately, which was more terrifying than a slaughterhouse. Any normal person who sees such a scene will inevitably hide his face and flee, vomiting decisively.

Hao Song, who had just completed a massacre, was stunned, shocked, stomach acid surging, and his face was colorless, fortunately he hadn't eaten anything today, otherwise he would have vomited.

"Damn, I forgot that the ammo in 'Desert Reaper' was explosive, 'Grim Reaper's Laughter,'" he muttered after retching a few times. This is the first time Hao Song has witnessed the effect of "Death's Laughter" on a living being. Experiments have only been conducted on rocks and ranges before. Its predecessor, the Ram bullet, is a bullet that is recognized as a banned bullet around the world because it is too inhumane.

"I'm going to have this buffalo blown to pieces!" Edward grumbled as he looked at the horrific scene in front of him, "It's going to be a hassle to eat."

Hao Song came back to his senses and covered his face and said, ", senior, your first reaction is to eat."

Edward replied solemnly: "There are two advantages, there is no need to cut, and some of them are estimated to be half-cooked." ”

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"The destructive power of materialist science is 100,000 times stronger than that of ordinary mind cultivators, and that is the power that can destroy the planet!"

- Grewood D. Ancient