Goose feathers and heavy snow falling in the forest.

Lindsey ran wildly, and frequently shuttled from tree to tree.

He was behind a birch tree one second, and then flashed in front of another tree of similar color to the maple tree a few seconds later.

Lindsey chose such a strenuous way of running.

The goal, of course, was to dodge the dangerous ice picks shooting from behind.

The effect of this is every fifteen seconds or so. He heard a pop from the trees beside him, visibly punctured by an ice pick.

But take a step slower.

This notch will not appear in the trunk of the tree, but will bloom on him Lindsay!

Lindsay looked at her panel.

Underneath the physique attribute, there is a yellow bar that means physical strength, and the consumption speed is more than ten times faster than when jogging!

At this moment, Lindsay thanked the efforts of his human ancestors, which gave him the outstanding endurance among animals.

Otherwise, if he continued to consume like this, he would have no strength to run for a long time!

A few minutes later, Lindsay had a rough idea of what was going on.

This beast was faster than him at first.

In the first ten seconds, the distance between a man and a beast was closer from more than 20 meters to less than 10 meters.

But from here.

The speed of the monster has decreased, the same as Lindsay, or even slightly behind.

However, Lindsay's brow furrowed, because he didn't have time to extend his slight advantage little by little, and finally get rid of the opponent.

The physical sensation is not clear.

But in just a few minutes, the stamina on the status bar dropped by a third!

The remaining stamina simply couldn't guarantee him getting rid of the beast.

Caught up.

One shot of an ice pick is the end of ten deaths!

Lindsay could gamble her life on her own efforts, but she couldn't give the endurance of an unknown beast!

When it is in danger, think about change.

In the race of life, Lindsay began to think about her own vitality.

In the winter when food is scarce, the beasts may not give up their piece of fat.

Since there is no way to solve the problem by escaping, then we can only find a way to solve the source of the problem.

Lindsay's eyes immediately calmed down, and killing intent emerged.

At this time, he remembered a Sherlock Holmes game he had played, in which the great detective had encountered a similar situation, being chased by a hunter with a gun in the wild.

Isn't it a treat to be chased by a monster that launches an ice pick?

A game is a game.

But some of the lessons are definitely useful.

During the rest of the escape, Lindsay began to avoid the bushes as much as possible.

Because this thing will seriously hinder humans who walk upright, and will have less effect on monsters on all fours.

On the contrary, if she came across a path near the rocks, Lindsay did not hesitate to get into it.

This kind of terrain he can use with the palm of his hand to borrow power.

Moreover, stones and trees are the best shelters to protect the body.

Warcraft's icicle didn't penetrate these things before harming Lindsay's abilities.

At the same time, out of the cautious nature of Warcraft.

The monster can't see Lindsay around the corner and will cautiously slow down. This gave Lindsay, who was behind the corner, a chance to take a short pause.

Not much, just a few seconds.

The yellow stripe on the panel, which symbolizes stamina, will increase a bit, and Lindsay will be able to maintain his escape.

The more time passes, the more chances he has of finding a solution to the problem.

After chasing like this for a while, the monsters in the rear realized that Lindsay had no ability to resist, so they no longer cowered around the corner.

It's like a smart athlete.

Start the sprint at the end of the day, ready to take the precious winter food in front of you.

But as it happens, Lindsay seems to be a clever hunter!

His breathing was already getting rapids between the chases.

But this bold plan to risk his life has finally been responded to at this moment.

Ahead of the escape path, Lindsay saw a large slanted bluestone exposed on the ground, covered by snow, and covered with moss and weeds.

What's more!

Through the angle of the tilt of the stone, Lindsay saw that under the stone, a dense bush grew.

Large stones make up the slope.

Overgrown with weeds and snowflakes and moss, slipping up is all the way to the end.

The two form a natural trap, and the shrub below is Lindsay's last hope for survival.

In an instant, Lindsay had a plan organized in her head.

So he didn't hesitate to change direction and rushed directly to the big bluestone.

Whew-

Sure enough, the stone was slippery.

Lindsay kicked up, and the next second he fell down the angle of the boulder, but he was prepared and tried to control his body, so he was only scratched by the bushes, and there was no danger of his life.

There's no time to cry or complain.

Holding back the pain, he immediately took action, severing a stiff bush branch with all his might, then pressing one end against the ground, the sharper end facing the slope.

Lindsay held the branch tightly, letting the direction of its tip be controlled by herself.

This fight can make the difference between life and death!

"Whew-"

Sure enough, the demonic beast that felt that it had won did not hesitate to chase down.

The place where Lindsay slid down with a kick was even more slippery than at the beginning, and even though the monster was agile, it couldn't stop the sudden slip and fall.

And then facing it is a sharp tip of wood!

Flutter –

The demonic beast that slipped down was immediately pierced directly by the 'short spear' erected by Lindsay.

However, the remaining strength of the fall was not dissipated, and a man and a beast collided together in the next second, and then rolled into the bushes.

Click! Click!

There was a noise in the bushes.

After a few seconds, the body of the monster was pushed aside, and Lindsay, whose body was scratched by the bushes, crawled out.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Lindsay coughed tiredly.

The excessive physical exertion made his chest ache hot.

But a strong emotion was brewing in the pain, which made him want to laugh out loud.

Lindsay, however, did not do so.

He didn't want to provoke the other 'critters' because of his laughter, so the smile turned into a hard kick, kicking aside the monster he had killed, revealing red spots under the bushes.

"Cloudberry?"

Lindsey recognized this wild berry, which was edible and had good nutritional value.

Lindsay, who was already exhausted, immediately grabbed a handful, and the sweet and sour juice was stained with his taste buds.

"Is this a reward for taking out the enemy, it tastes good."

Lindsay sat miserably on the ground and enjoyed the fruits of her victory.

Then he did not dare to delay any longer.

He quickly crawled out of the bushes, plucked the thorns from his body, and reoriented himself, limping west.

The battle with the monster severely drained his physical strength.

If it weren't for a handful of berries that gave him strength, he wouldn't even have the strength to brush the snow off his head under the heavy snow.

Gradually, Lindsay's body temperature began to decrease helplessly, and her perception of time became a little numb.

Lindsay looked at the stamina bar on her data panel.

The rhythm of the yellow strip rising and falling seems to be the last pulse of his life.

I don't know how long it has been.

Finally, Lindsay saw the place where the smoke was wafting.

It's a clean, tidy town!

At the moment on Lindsay's panel. In the figure that symbolizes him, the soles of his feet have been yellowed and marked with the word frostbite.

But Lindsay doesn't care about that anymore.

Because right in front of him was a cemetery on the outermost side of the town.

He mustered up his strength and came to a small white church in front of the cemetery.

Flutter and sit at the door of the church and knock on the door with all your might.

Bang Bang

The action drained his strength.

Lindsey slowed down, waited for the stamina bar to rise a little more, and then continued to shout:

"Anyone? Help me! ”

“……”

The gate did not open.

But Lindsay heard the creaking sound of snow in the cemetery to the left of the church.

He was agitated, and his eyes were fixed on that side.

The next second, under the snow.

A pitch-black figure stepped out from behind the blue-gray wall on the side.

It was an old woman in a dark black monk's robe, with a wrinkled face that showed confusion at Lindsay's presence. The thick snow stained her shoulders white, and her staggering steps were even slower than Lindsay's faint breathing.

But that didn't stop the old woman from coming to Lindsay.

She walked out of the cemetery, a symbol of death, and stared at Lindsay who was sitting by the door with dark, cloudy eyes.

The old woman stood between the snow and Lindsay.

Finally, she tremblingly opened the wooden door of the church and offered Lindsay a dry but hopeful hand.