Chapter 61: It's too much of a life

Gongsun Murong was still observing and advancing.

The clothes he wore were very rough, and he woke up in a room, and then he was pushed out by a soft force, and it was impossible to go back.

He noticed someone sleeping on the street or next to a house.

He was worried that if the souls of those people did not come back again, then their bodies would gradually die.

There are also those who have died, and they have been carried out and cleaned up, and it seems that they can still hear the person who cleaned them up saying that there is no rot in any part and that they can be eaten, and so on.

Gongsun Murong watched and listened indifferently.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, a cultivated body was just a kind of food.

But he didn't want to choose to eat, he couldn't put it in his mouth, and he always felt that he was the same kind.

Even though he had countless ways to cook food, none of them were about how to eat people, and this ....... was really hard to swallow.

Even if you know what the Tao is all about.

"Maybe I haven't been through enough, so I'll have to prepare more food, and I'm really worried about the emotional impact on my other body. ”

Gongsun Murong shook his head and muttered to himself, then found that he was also hungry, and said, "It's really torturous, I want to find some food to pad my stomach." ”

"Look, I said that Brother Murong won't eat it. Nalasha said, pointing to the screen.

"Maybe it's because it's not that much, and many people don't eat it at first, and then they ......," Linda said when she saw Narasha's unquestioning gaze.

Nalasha took over: "Later, under the influence of the environment, I went with the flow, right? I won't say anything else, but I know that my brother Murong, Brother Murong will not go with the flow, he will turn the tide, I firmly believe, look at it, hum!"

"Sister Narasha, Linda is talking about a fact. Wan'er helped speak.

"No, Brother Murong is not, others are stupid, they can't find food, Brother Murong's race is the race of eating, he is so obsessed with eating, so obsessed that he doesn't bother to eat people at all, you don't know Brother Murong. ”

Nalasha pursed her lips, insisting on her own judgment.

Gongsun Murong wandered around, looking at the place selling food next to him from time to time, but he didn't go over to eat, just looked, to see what kind of food it was, and there were actually the same kind of limbs in the food.

It didn't take long for Gongsun Murong to come to the city wall and saw a small dry tree, which he pulled out.

Then he came to the outer part of the city, which was a walled city.

He walked against the base of the wall, and saw a fungus.

Without being reminded by others, he himself said first: "Poisonous, absolutely toxic, otherwise it won't keep growing, but what is toxic is a part of the ingredients, not fiber, I try, I don't believe it can poison me." ”

Under the nervous gaze of the audience, Gongsun Murong picked a lot of mushrooms.

Then he went to the mud outside the city, dug up the dirt, mixed it with the river water, and kneaded it.

Then he continued to dig the pit, which was divided into upper and lower, caves to be exact, two-tiered caves, one side dug out by sections, like a kiln.

He made utensils, then gathered more firewood, and then began to drill wood for fire.

The audience is convinced, what kind of education did Gongsun Murong receive?

Then came the kiln.

"Just burn it and use it as soon as you can, I'm hungry. "Gongsun Murong has positioned himself, which means that he doesn't plan to burn it well.

A few hours later, he finished burning, and the utensils he took out, you said it was porcelain, it was definitely a curse, saying that it was pottery, whose pottery looked so rough, and it was slag.

Anyway, this thing is formed, and maybe the boiled water still has an earthy taste.

rummaging through and choosing, Gongsun Murong only found two finished products, which were ugly, but not broken, this is success.

Then, naturally, he buried the stove, found river water to boil the mushrooms, and while cooking, he put the charcoal ash from the kiln into the utensils, and then fished them out.

After waiting for twenty minutes, he tasted a small bite, sat there and waited, half an hour passed, nothing happened, whether it was poisonous or not, it was not certain, but it was estimated that it was okay to make do with it occasionally......

Gongsun Murong dug up some earthworm-like things and threw them into the pot, and ate two of them raw.

The audience watched, no one thought it was disgusting, they just felt distressed, they just ate bugs, they had eaten it before, and some players vomited while eating.

But now seeing Gongsun Murong eat calmly, the audience can't bear it, why? Gongsun Murong has such a strong combat power and two intelligent spaceships.

Now they have gone to another place to cook the insects in utensils that have not been completely fired.

He just had to give up and look back.

Here, what does he want to eat but can't eat?

And he never thought about this kind of thing, he just analyzed and acted rationally over there, and everything was okay or no, okay or not in front of him.

Gongsun Murong drank very slowly, ate slowly, and observed while eating.

Then he patted his head and said regretfully: "Stupid, where there is poison, within five steps, there must be an antidote, all things in the world, mutual restraint, the way of heaven, more than enough to make up for the deficiency, less to eat a lot of things, alas, experience." ”

He hurriedly ran to the edge of the city, scraped off the skin of some walls where things did not grow in the corners, and found the fungi next to it, and put them in a vessel to cook.

After cooking, look at the appearance of the food, try to taste a small bite, and immediately touch the utensils and start drinking.

The audience was dumbfounded, what kind of theory? Scrape the wall and cook it together.

Narasha had to speak: "Don't try it, this set of theories is complicated, it looks simple, it doesn't mean that it's really simple, it is said to be five steps, not necessarily five steps, whoever eats himself to death is a fool." ”

Gongsun Murong here didn't dare to continue to eat more, he was afraid of the accumulation of toxins, so he took his two half-fired utensils and continued to walk into the distance.

His behavior had already attracted the attention of others, and those who were familiar with the situation watched him eat something that would make people itch so much that they hated to die, and he didn't even scratch it.

I also watched him burn utensils there, and drill wood to make fire, and then dig and drill insects to eat, and throw away the red ones directly, and eat the blue ones.

No matter how you looked at him before, he was a newcomer, but his performance was older than the old man.

This is definitely not a veteran coming to deceive people, there is no need for that.

Could it be that there is a veteran in that place who has specially taught him, and he deliberately came to us to show it?

Gongsun Murong didn't know what others thought, he saw that someone was paying attention to him, but he didn't care, you pay attention to me, you don't know where my real body is, right?

He was outside the city, watching the growth of plants, and slowly walked to a river, saw that there were fish in the river, jumped down and caught them a few times, but did not catch them.

So he broke a branch by the river, and gathered a lot of plants from the river, and bundled them up and threw them into the river, and pressed the bundle with stones, and at the same time used the branch to dig a hole beside the river, and dug a small ditch a foot deep.

Then dig a pit on the other side of the ditch, and the water will come in.

He jumped into the river and swam in unison, fanning and slapping the water, and after a while he went ashore and blocked the ditch, in which a dozen small fish appeared.

"Another meal, Ha Lu Ha!" Gongsun Murong laughed happily.

The audience was already speechless, they knew that the current Gongsun Murong did not have strong strength, let alone spatial movement.

But such an ordinary being, he can still find a way to get food.

He judged the river by looking at the density of the grass and its direction, and with great difficulty trying to catch fish directly, he began to dig ditches.

Such a person is too strong, as long as he is given the slightest chance, he will seize it.

The main thing is that he is still so optimistic in the absence of all powerful force.

I have to admit that the Sunflower family, which has been difficult to appear for thousands of years, is really powerful enough.

It was no accident that he led the players to find their way home.

Sunflower, is it stronger when it is strong?

No one cared about the battle on this side of the desert, so they looked at Gongsun Murong.

When it was night over there, Gongsun Murong caught a lot of small fish before it got dark.

At the same time, look for hay and smell the smell to make choices.

When the evening came, he dug a hole in the ground and began to burn the dry branches that had fallen from the trees while smoking the fish.

After eating, he spread the other dry branches to the place where the fire had just been burned, lay down on it, lit a rope made of some kind of hay, and slept peacefully.

The smoke of the hay floated in the air, and the audience saw that many insects either fell or tried to fly away when they encountered that smoke.

Needless to say, the ability to survive in the wild, absolute survival skills in the wild.

The audience wanted to know what kind of training Gongsun Murong had received.

He has a high level of magic, he has a high level of fighting spirit, he is a master of potions, he knows how to boost morale, and the food he cooks is delicious.

As a result, he also has the ability to survive in the wild.

It seems that as long as he exists, there is no impossibility.

In any case, put him anywhere, he is still so strong.

This kind of person is too frightening.

For three days in a row, Gongsun Murong stayed in one place, he burned pottery weapons by himself, and he accumulated a lot of dried fish.

Every day, I have to go to the city wall to scrape things, or the streets of the city next to other people's houses, even the outside of the toilets, and collect the things that go underneath.

On the fourth day, he took out the plants that had been soaked in water, washed them, and began to dry them.

The audience already knew what he wanted to do, and he was going to knead the plant fibers into rope and weave a net.

Sure enough, by the afternoon, when things had dried, he flipped them over and began to knead a few fibers together.

Then rub the two strands of fiber separately, rub out different strengths, and then put them together to rub, and when the hand moves, the two strands will be combined into one, which is the most basic essentials of rubbing the rope.

The front one is called hemp, and the back one is called rubbing rope.

It's not a question, it's a question of where he learned it.

This knowledge is too complicated, it is estimated that he just doesn't have the heart to settle here, otherwise he will burn bricks by himself, and then build a house.

But are you the one who does this kind of work? Who hasn't taught you this?

When Gongsun Murong used a branch to bake and bend, punch eyes, wear ropes, and tie diamond-shaped buckles to weave nets, the audience had lost their temper.

understands life too well, it's absolutely right to have a girl marry him, not to mention that when he comes back, he is full of strength, and it's okay to be a **!

The premise is to escape the pursuit of Nalasha, Nalasha always said that she would marry her Murong brother, and she was really prescient, and she didn't suffer with such a person.

Gongsun Murong didn't know what others were saying, and he planned to make more money to let others come over.

After weaving the nets, he began to net the fish, and he beat them one by one, and then put them on a string to dry.

He found time to make stone throwers out of rope or into backpacks.

Two more days passed, and he saved up a lot of fish and made a set of wooden armor for himself.

I took the fish on my back and planned to move on to the next step.