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Section 12 Hunger

Blue sky, white clouds, snow, forests.

The beautiful scenery is like a fresh oil painting, full of colors and unparalleled beauty.

However, one hand suddenly broke through the snow like a zombie drilled out from the ground, destroying this rare beauty.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Chen Zheng struggled out of the snow pile in a mess, his head and face were covered with snow, and even his eyebrows were covered with snow. He could cope with Santa Claus when he put on his clothes.

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He spit out the snow slag from his mouth, and Chen Zheng, who crawled out of the snow pile, held the pendant and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

For some reason, the originally unresponsive pendant was suddenly activated. After climbing out of the snow pile, the pendant had lost its luster again, as if everything before was Chen Zheng's hallucination. But the collapsed snow cave really told him that everything just now was a fact that was actually happening.

However, no matter how hard Chen Zheng tried to hold the pendant, it did not react at all. Not to mention the lightsaber, even the faint blue light of the previous one did not flash.

After trying for a few minutes, he still had no response. Chen Zheng had to put down this matter and hang the pendant around his neck again, because there was not much time left for him. Every time he wasted a minute, the time he spent searching for prey would be reduced, and the hope of survival would become even more slim.

After cleaning up the remaining snow on his body, Chen Zheng came to the fire that was extinguished yesterday and wanted to find an ember. Unfortunately, he didn't know if it was too cold last night. The embers that were supposed to burn until the morning were already cold.

Fortunately, the fire drill was made yesterday, so I still used yesterday's wooden board, opened a groove again and stepped on the wooden board for less than a minute, and the hot debris ignited the turf.

After lighting the fire again and burning snow water, Chen Zheng picked up the bark fibers that had been dry all night and rubbed them slowly.

Rotate, twist, tighten, rotate...

A few minutes later, Chen Zheng decided to give up temporarily.

The efficiency of twisting ropes in this way is too low. If it continues like this, it may not be possible to make a rope that is long enough. After thinking for a while, I decided to get a piece of wood and make a simple rope rubbing tool. As the saying goes, sharpening a knife will not delay the chopping of wood.

"Dole…doles…"

The dagger cut on the already white trunks and made a crisp sound. The bark on the trunk had long been stripped naked, which was the fruit of his labor yesterday when it was almost dark.

Although the movements in his hands were constantly moving, Chen Zheng couldn't help but recall what happened this morning.

Why is the lightsaber activated?

No, I have to think about it from another perspective...

Is there anything in common between the two activations?

Chen Zheng's mind was full of these things.

Sudden!

“Duh!!”

A crisp and loud sound of metal and wood attacks awakened Chen Zheng from his meditative state.

Huh?

Stuck?

Chen Zheng pulled the dagger out... but he didn't pull it!?

The dagger was already stuck in the trunk.

The towering giant wood that has stood here for many years is very hard, and the diameter is too thick. The combination of tools such as knife and wooden stick is also not easy. The blade edge of the dagger is very short, and the wooden stick is too light. Each tap can only cut off a few millimeters of wood fibers. It takes a long time to knock it before cutting a deep enough groove on the trunk.

But now, the dagger has been completely penetrated into the trunk! Even though Chen Zheng pulled it out with great force, the dagger still remained slightly unmoved!

“…What’s going on?”

Chen Zheng was stunned when he looked at his hands.

"Just now……"

Suddenly, he realized something, took out the crystal pendant and put it in the palm of his hand, and then...

...It emits a faint blue light.

"It's actually like this!?!?"

Chen Zheng was delighted, but as his mood fluctuated, the faint blue light also dissipated.

“…”

Then, the feeling that he could not activate the crystal pendant no matter how hard he tried, he could not activate it.

What happened just now!?

Chen Zheng simply sat down and started to ponder while playing with the crystal pendant in his hand.

"Maybe it..."

He took a deep breath and calmed down again, but he was immersed in the chaotic state of no sorrow or joy. Then... the "silver core" suspected to be condensed from the "galaxy" in his dream and the "stars" surrounding it appeared in Chen Zheng's mind again.

"Is it...so?"

The "stars" surrounding the "silver core" trembled slightly, as if they were pushed by something, and their speed suddenly increased! Soon they pulled out a series of unseen trajectories of light that were unseen.

As the speed of the "star" revolution accelerated, the light on the pendant in Chen Zheng's hand suddenly became stronger and even came through his fist! Then the halo did not spread, but condensed around Chen Zheng's fist, extending in the direction of his tiger's mouth, gathering... Finally, it turned into a familiar and unfamiliar lightsaber!

“Buzz ————”

Chen Zheng carefully maintained this state of meditation, swinging the light sword in his hand, and the light blade as thin as a cicada wing passed by the tree trunk without any resistance, leaving a thin mark that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The blue light in Chen Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and the lightsaber in his hand cut into the tree trunk vertically, cutting it obliquely until it cuts out horizontal lines before.

Lightsaber with one hand and nudge with the left hand.

A large piece of triangular wood easily escaped from the trunk.

The lightsaber is about 1.5 meters long, and the "wood chip" cut is insignificant for the giant tree that is embraced by more than 20 people. However, for Chen Zheng, the efficiency is not only a hundred or two hundred times! This efficiency is a leapfrog improvement!

Chen Zheng was like a child who had obtained novel toys, waving the light blade excitedly and slashing towards the trunk. At first, the light sword was very smooth when waving the light sword, but as the number of times of cutting the trunk became more and more, Chen Zheng gradually struggled. Until he didn't know that it was the tenth time of swinging the sword, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the light sword in his hand flashed slightly as if it was out of power, and then it went out.

“…Don’t vomit…”

Chen Zheng suddenly squatted down with his stomach in his arms, and spit out a mouthful of sour water. The violent dizziness made him feel a little bit dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning around his head.

The stomach, which had not been satisfied, was even more burning, and even his throat became hot - the high concentration of sour water just now obviously hurt his throat.

After resting on the tree trunk for twenty minutes, Chen Zheng finally calmed down and slowly got up to get some hot water for himself.

The warm liquid poured into his stomach along his throat, moistening his nearly smoking throat and his already overwhelmed stomach.

The gurgling intestinal rumbling sounded loudly every ten seconds, as if loudly protesting why they were not filled.

Hungry.

Chen Zheng has never been so hungry.

If someone stood in front of him now, he would doubt whether he would pounce on him and take a bite...

Want something to eat!
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