"I have a feeling that kid is quite angry with me."

"Oh."

"Hehe., by the way, what do you think about the events of the other day?"

Han Li woke up from sleep, sat up and shook his head, feeling that nothing was going on, lit the lantern and looked at his watch, it was now one o'clock in the morning, got up and sat in front of the fire, and added some firewood to it to make the fire burn a little more vigorously.

He took out the stove and boiled the water and began to cook for himself, and when the water boiled, he checked how many towering trees in the decomposition space were collected by himself this time, so that he could experience the symptoms of dizziness, headache, and nausea again.

A hundred? A hundred big trees will make you fail? What is the basis for the conversion of this spiritual power of oneself?

Although the diameter of these trees is more than one meter, which is a hundred meters in total, I usually pick up those dead trees in the deep mountains far more than this number.

Could this be the difference in density between the two? Or is there a difference in the nature of a living tree from a dead tree?

Puzzled, Han Li took out a cigarette from the decomposition space a little depressed, lit it with the burning wood in the firepit, and took a hard puff, choking himself and coughing a few times before throwing it into the fire.

How to expand the scope of spiritual power Han Li already knew very well, that is, to find like-minded people, and go with the flow to the point that in-depth communication with them would increase the scope according to the specific situation of the other party.

With the continuous blessing of many like-minded friends, Han Li's current spiritual power enveloped the range of forty-four and five meters, which was enough in this era when there were few cars and there was no need to go to battle.

Moreover, Han Li didn't care much about this spiritual power enveloping range that he basically didn't use, the most important thing was that he didn't like the feeling of omniscience after supporting his spiritual power, which would gradually make his psychology unbalanced, and thus lose a lot of the happiness he should have in life.

But what is the capacity of mental power? I can't see it, I can't touch it, I don't know how deep it is.

At this time, Han Li didn't know why he suddenly remembered the settings in those games he had played in his previous life, if his spiritual power was placed in the game, it should be regarded as an MP (blue stripe) that could represent spells, magic, and Taoism, right?

Then your physical fitness should be the blood bar in the game, but with your increasingly strong body, how long should the blood bar be?

Han Li sighed again when he thought of this, this metaphor was probably fine, but it was a pity that he didn't have a game panel, so he didn't know when the blue bars would run out.

If you rely on the combined symptoms of dizziness, headache, and nausea every time to remind yourself that you are not blue, it will be too sinful.

It's fine when this happens, but it's a big deal to fall asleep, but what if it's dangerous? Then won't you become a special person to give heads!

And is it that he will recover after enough sleep? Or does it matter if you sleep or not, just like some games, as long as it is the next day, it will automatically return to a full blue state? If that's the case, can he use this to make a difference in time in the future? (Card Bug).

And then there is the question of the quality of the consumption of blue bars? Or quantity? Han Li thought that it had something to do with both of these things, but he didn't have any test items of uniform quality in his hands right now, and he didn't want to endure that uncomfortable feeling again, so he felt a little depressed in his heart.

At this time, the rice stewed on the fire pit was also ready, and he Han Li was able to turn these depressions into a large amount of rice, and ate 3 pheasants, 1 hare, a pot full of chickens and rabbits stewed together, as well as the last few baked cakes in the decomposition space, and finally felt that it was not enough to eat two more red sausages.

When he was full, his worries were gone, Han Li was like this now, he touched his stomach and sat comfortably in front of the fire, pondering that the chili peppers and ingredients in the stew this time were a little less, and he didn't completely suppress the fishy smell of the hare, as for the matter of spiritual power, he had thrown it in the most corner of his mind.

At this time, Han Li looked at his watch, and it was only half past three in the morning, and there was still about an hour before he got up to practice, and more than two hours before dawn.

If it were an ordinary person, he might lie down and sleep in the cage, but Han Li obviously didn't want to waste time, and when he took out some animal entrails and fed them to the two little owls, he checked the guns and various javelins, and put away all the contents of the kiln.

Propping up his mental strength, he checked the surrounding movements, opened the door of the manhole and let out the two well-fed little owls, and only then walked out after getting a safety prompt.

Han Li raised his head to look at the starry sky in the sky, there was still no aurora that he wanted to see today, except for the cold wind whistling by, there was the cry of nocturnal creatures in the distance.

I turned around and cleaned up the manhole, identified the location of the North Star, and began today's trip.

In addition to propping up his spiritual power, Han Li also told the two little owls to be vigilant about the situation around them at all times.

Five hills didn't sound like they were far, but the mountains were big and small, easy to walk and difficult to climb, so Han Li had only crossed three mountains after walking for a whole day today.

However, his harvest today was quite good, four pheasants, three hares, one fox, and a group of wild boars, but unfortunately there was not enough time to lay traps and traps, and there were too many trees in the forest, neither guns nor javelins were very useful, and in the end he only harvested three.

The two little owls were also very good, they caught two unknown birds and a mouse for Han Li, and there was also a nobleman of the mouse family, that is, the Siberian flying squirrel that Han Li had seen that day, but unfortunately the nobleman in this rat was almost dead when he was caught, and in the end he could only enter the belly of the little owl.

Those big trees, especially the huge red pine Han Li, he hadn't let go of them since the beginning of today, but in order to prevent the situation from yesterday, he stopped collecting 80 in the morning, and by noon he felt in good spirits and collected another 50.

From this point, it can be seen that his mental power is consumed and slowly recovers, but it recovers a little faster when he sleeps, and it will automatically return to a full blue state the next day.

It wasn't until Han Li saw that it was almost dark that he stopped his pace of progress, and in a suitable place on the mountainside, he got out the manhole that had been spent overnight today, got all the beds and fire pits inside, lit the fire, and boiled the water, and he went out.

Han Li went out to collect the big trees, and he also wanted to feel where the upper limit of his spiritual power was, and if he wanted to avoid this sin in the future, finding out the situation now was the best way.

And he had seen a lot in his previous life say that squeezing out the spiritual power (blue bars) can increase the upper limit, whether it is true or not, he wants to try it.

This time, Han Li's movements began to slow down after he collected 80 big trees in one go, and after that, he would feel his own situation with each one he collected, and it was not until he collected 90 big trees that he felt that his brain began to sink a little.

At this time, Han Li looked at the ground manhole behind him, gritted his teeth and began to continue collecting, but his speed slowed down a lot again, and at this time, every time a large tree entered the decomposition space, it would make him feel dizzy, headache, and nausea.

By the time 98 pills were collected, the syndrome was already very obvious, and when 100 pills were collected, it was the same as yesterday.

Han Li ruthlessly collected two more, the syndrome hit like an overwhelming one, he forced himself back into the manhole, closed the door, lit the lantern, and added enough firewood to the fire, he lay down and fell asleep faster than yesterday.

Han Li opened his eyes again and looked at his watch, the time was still around one o'clock in the morning, and he shook his head, the feeling he had completely disappeared from yesterday.

I felt that my body was the same as before, and then I thought about yesterday's headache, dizziness, and more disgusting feeling than drinking two catties of fake wine.

Han Li couldn't help but sigh, the settings in his mind were really all lies, if he came a few more times, he didn't know if the upper limit of his mental power could be raised, but he estimated that he would suffer from a mental illness similar to disgust.

Han Li complained fiercely in his heart, turned over and got up and started to add firewood to cook, using this gap to wash himself up.

After eating and feeding the two little owls, Han Li set off again against the Big Dipper, harvesting while continuing in the direction of the railway.

It was almost noon when Han Li heard the sound of a train whizzing by, which made his feet speed up a lot. When I got to the railway, it was only about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Han Li didn't know when the next train would come, and he also didn't know what the speed of Lao Maozi's train was right now.

If it is about the same speed as those trains pulling goods in China, he is confident that he can pick it up by using the terrain, but if the speed is too fast, then his behavior of wanting to pick up the train is similar to looking for death.

So Han Li broke down a dozen wooden planks and wrote in Russian on them, "Danger is ahead, slow down." "A few big words.

Han Li placed one every few hundred meters and erected them high with tree trunks, literally facing west, so that the train driver would always have a plank to stop him as long as he was not blind.

After Han Li had put all the planks away, he settled down in an abandoned railroad maintenance worker's hut next to him, cleaning it up, and blocking the air leaks with wooden planks.

While cooking, he teased the two little owls, and their very cute appearance made Han Li laugh.

It was already completely dark after Han Li filled his stomach, and there was not a single train coming from the direction of Lake Baikal during this period.

Han Li couldn't rest in this situation, and the use of firewood for heating was too dazzling, so he replaced the firewood with charcoal, and sat by the fire with two owls in his arms, reading a book with a flashlight to pass the time.

However, Han Li used his clothes to hide the glow of the flashlight, and he looked like those children who sneaked into the bed at home at night and secretly read extracurricular books with a flashlight.

It wasn't until about nine o'clock in the evening that the whistling of the train could be heard from the west.

This made Han Li's mood tense, he put everything into the decomposition space, covered the fire with earth, and stuffed the two little owls into his arms, before he walked out of the dilapidated hut and waited.

The sound of the train grew closer and louder, followed by the sound of the giant steel beast braking.

"It's done, this train driver's eyes are pretty good."

It was a train transporting goods, and when the train driver and a few others got off the train to inspect it, Han Li had already climbed onto one of the wagons with the help of the darkness.

This wagon was selected by Han Li in advance, and he used his mental power to observe it before getting on the train, and found that most of the wagons of this train were loaded with coal and ore, and only this wagon was loaded with sausages, sweets, cheese, and various canned goods.

Han Li was now like a rat falling into a rice tank, he took out the sausage and tasted it and found that it tasted good, with a faint smoky taste, the casing was crisp and the meat filling was smooth, it should be the unique bacon sausage of Lao Maozi's side, in fact, it tasted similar to the current Ha red sausage.

The candy is the "big-headed doll", which is a candy produced in 65 years, with a delicate taste, rich milky aroma, and a little stronger taste than the white rabbit.

The cheese is like that, and there is no sign on the top of the box.

Just take away all the sausages, all the candy, and half of the cheese, and Han Li didn't take anything like canned food.

After that, Han Li sat on the canned box and thanked Lao Maozi for his management method, their rule was to transport all the materials to the capital, and then distribute them in the capital and then send them to all parts of the country, otherwise he might not have such a harvest today.

The speed of the train was just fast, and Han Li sat on it while eating bacon sausages while feeling the speed of the whizzing by.

When the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening, the speed of the train began to slow down, and it was needless to say that it must have arrived at the station ahead.

Han Li, who had emptied most of the wagons, didn't dare to wait for the train to enter the station before going down, so he jumped off the train when it was about the same speed.

Although Han Li's skills were quite good, and he had also used his mental power to check the road conditions before jumping out of the train, he still underestimated the inertia of the train, or was fooled by some clips in the movie.

The moment Han Li's feet hit the ground, his two long legs began to flip backwards, even so, he couldn't resist the inertia brought by the train, and this inertia caused his body to fall to the ground involuntarily when his legs couldn't move upside down, and he rolled forward for more than a dozen laps before stopping.

Han Li was very different from ordinary people, he protected the vital points on his body the moment he fell to the ground, coupled with his long-term practice of anti-blow ability, rolling over these dozen laps did not bring him any harm, but the clothes and shoes on his body were considered unwanted.

However, now Han Li didn't bother to check his situation at all, he used the inertia of the last lap of the roll to stand up, and with the strength of his legs, he directly rushed into the ditch next to the railway

(End of chapter)