Such a quiet abnormal situation paid more attention to Wang Yang's previous guess that someone must have invaded the living range of these small animals.

Animals are very sensitive, and any movement can scare them away.

Wang Yang didn't show his head, now he is very sensitive, for fear that he will make even a little mistake.

He rolled up and hid a little lower, and he decided, just hide without making a move.

He has to spend this time first, because with the consumption of time, there will always be someone who shows his feet first, Wang Yang thinks that after several months of torturous training, he should endure more.

He was waiting, as for what he was waiting for, maybe he was waiting for the night to come, maybe he was waiting for a new tomorrow.

What kind of tomorrow will be, Wang Yang doesn't know, and he doesn't want to think about it, because it will make him very troubled.

Waiting is always the most tormenting, and Wang Yang is almost counting the time.

1 minute and 1 second, it's so slow, it's so slow, it makes people feel moldy.

Finally, in such a torturous waiting, it finally ushered in darkness, and the night came again, and Wang Yang survived the day like this.

The weather was cold, and the night was always accompanied by a drop in temperature, so he curled up, leaned against the stone, and closed his eyes.

This time he was no longer recuperating with his eyes closed, after nearly 40 hours of torment, he was tired, and he needed sleep to replenish his recovery.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Wang Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and he subconsciously crossed the dagger in his hand in front of him in a large arc, fortunately, there were no other humans around him.

Is he too sensitive?

No, it's not.

The stressful life, no, he endured it on the first day, he just habitually swung his knife in case of possible dangers around him.

There was no sound of insects, no wind, and even the air was filled with tranquility, and the month was so quiet that it was irritating.

Wang Yang moved his feet, and then, there was a feeling of soreness in the joints of his body.

He had been in this position for too long, his body stiff and uncomfortable, and he tried, moving slightly, and then, with his hand, clasped the few grasses that were left in the cracks in the stone.

He didn't need to clean up, he stuffed the cut grass into his mouth, stirred a few times, the Adam's apple moved, and swallowed the chewed grass juice.

Dozens of hours of torment and consumption, his body has long been empty, and he needs nutrients and water supplements, these grasses can just be used as food, although weeds do not have any nutrients, but it can fill the stomach.

In addition, it is the replenishment of water, correspondingly, contrary to the replenishment of yin and yang, devouring weeds, the replenishment of water far exceeds the nutritional supplement.

However, with just a little grass, there is not much water that can be replenished, but it is better than nothing.

Is grass delicious?

No, it's not tasty.

If there was other better water and food at this time, he would not choose to devour these weeds.

A few weeds were in his stomach, and he felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, so he quietly poked his head out again to see what the situation was like now.

Suddenly, his nose twitched, and he seemed to smell a familiar smell.

However, he is not very sure, because he is hallucinating, and the extreme rate of hallucination is still very high when people are under high pressure.

So he twitched his nose for more than 4 weeks and sniffed it in different directions.

Finally the familiar smell reached his nostrils again, the smell, the smell that wasn't supposed to be in the jungle.

Cool, numb, that is the taste of cool oil, a kind of easy to carry, very suitable for survival in the wild use of cool oil.

It was a smell that shouldn't exist in the jungle, this, the taste, made Wang Yang nervous again, which confirmed his previous guess that there were humans lurking around him.

Only human beings will use the industrial medicine of cooling oil.

Where will it be, where will it be?

Wang Yang's eyes swept around, but he really couldn't determine the direction where the smell came from, this night, it was too quiet, there was no wind in the quiet, and without the wind, he couldn't better judge where the smell came from.

Wang Yang twitched his nose again and sniffed around, but I don't know if it was because of an illusion, the familiar smell disappeared.

Wang Yang lowered his body slightly, he was not looking, he couldn't find it, so he didn't force it, so as not to show his feet and feet, now, the person who came is unknown, but the enemy is more likely.

The information he wants to transmit is too important to be risked.

Wang Yang curled his body once, closed his eyes, and instead of continuing to fall asleep, he closed his eyes to recuperate, so that he could feel the movements around him when he had enough breath.

When the eyes are closed, the person's actual senses become stronger, especially the sense of smell and hearing, and now, he needs both of them.

Time passed in torment, the night dispersed, dawn came, a new day came, Wang Yang spent the night safe and sound, now it has been fifty hours since he set off, fifty hours, it doesn't sound like a long time, but for Wang Yang, who spent the day in a few seconds, how long it was.

This morning, different, not as quiet as the day before, although there was still no birdsong, but there were still animals.

"Buzz ........."

Luo Fan followed the sound and looked, he saw a bee waving its wings, it was a wild bee, perhaps, it sensed Wang Yang's loneliness and came to accompany Wang Yang.

Wang Yang leaned his back against the stone wall and watched the bee fly around on the outer edge of the stone.

Looking at that bee, Wang Yang's eyes were full of envy.

It's envy, he's envious of a bee, a free and carefree bee, yes, now billions of him, how much he hopes that he can be like that bee, free and carefree to live.

Perhaps, that kind of life is a truly beautiful life.

People are like this, they never know how to cherish, the time that was once free, they have not cherished, when they are lost, they will yearn for it, just like Wang Yang now, I can only look at the bees in this small stone crack space, yearning for freedom.

Suddenly, the bee, as if he had made a new discovery, flew to the side, Wang Yang got up, his eyes followed the bee, and finally, he found something that attracted the bee.

Not far from the crack in the stone, there was a small soil layer in the middle of two large rocks, and on top of the soil layer, there was a plant more than ten centimeters high. On the top of that plant, there is a small yellow flower!

The flowers are blooming very brightly, and they look so beautiful.........