Option one is 54.2%, option two is 20.8%, and option three is 25%.

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[Option 1: Knock with a wrench]

Possible problems: If the fighting distance is too close, you will also be injured.

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The long grass was violently pushed to both sides. The monster that was once Classmate Shen's head was revealed from there, completely deformed, twisted, and covered in mucus and scales.

The next second.

"——Gah——ah——"

Accompanied by the fierce fishy wind, the monster rushed towards the figure in the darkness.

"——Gu——"

The sharp claws pierced into the jacket.

However, it is just a jacket.

It turned out that it was not Zheng Zhuo, but just a piece of clothing on a rock! He was hiding behind the big rock——

"Go to hell!"

Zheng Zhuo already had the wrench in his hand! He sprang out from behind the rock and slammed the wrench into the opponent's thorny head.

Buzz!

Hearing this muffled sound, it was as if the wrench had been knocked on the cement surface. The shock made Zheng Zhuo's mouth numb and he almost let go.

"(No way...it's not possible even at such a close distance!)"

Zheng Zhuo's head also buzzed.

There are other means - means of attack -

However, the monster did not give Zheng Zhuo time to think.

Zheng Zhuo saw the opponent waving his thin and long arms. However, he could not catch up with the opponent's speed.

Chi la.

Blood splatters.

"——!!!"

The monster's sharp claws scratched out several long blood marks along Zheng Zhuo's upper arms, shoulders and cheeks!

"Ah...ah..."

It was a severe pain that seemed to paralyze the brain. Even his consciousness became blurred for a moment.

In a daze, Zheng Zhuo saw the monster that still retained some human features open its mouth, revealing its smelly fangs.

No! You will die if you lose consciousness here!

Zheng Zhuo was shocked and used all his strength to hold the wrench tightly.

“—Stop—down!”

He forcefully, forcefully——

——Insert the wrench into the monster's mouth.

Hiss ah ah ah ah ah!

The monster let out a scream that pierced the eardrums, but Zheng Zhuo resisted his mouth and refused to let go no matter what.

Many of the fish-like man's sharp teeth were shattered by the random impact of the wrench. At the same time, more exposed teeth scratched Zheng Zhuo's hand with tiny wounds. The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

But the monster's strength is still much greater after all.

"(No...strength...needs...)"

Zheng Zhuo gradually lost control of the wrench! His other hand fumbled around on the ground, picked up a nearby branch, and stabbed the monster's head and face.

Debris flew, but it had no effect. The monster began to press closer...

at this time.

"Zheng Zhuo! Let go!"

Suddenly a shout came to my ears, followed immediately by the heavy sound of wind.

Zheng Zhuo let go of his hand.

Bang!

A huge group of connected wooden piles flew over from the side. It hit the monster, and the monster was flung away far away, and was nailed to the ground by the group of wooden piles weighing hundreds of kilograms.

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"Zheng Zhuo! Are you okay?"

Chu Huairen ran towards Zheng Zhuo from the darkness. He held a piece of rope in his hand.

"I found the gear set and the noose over there! I thought they should be used to control the wooden stake sets for prevention! Thank God, these ropes have not completely rotted - Zheng Zhuo!"

When Chu Huairen saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was immediately frightened by Zheng Zhuo's appearance covered in blood.

"Your face...your shoulders!"

"...I...I have nothing...probably."

Zheng Zhuo stood up with his hands on his shoulders, feeling dizzy due to blood loss.

He turned to look at the monster. The monster was firmly stuck by several wooden stakes, one of which even penetrated deeply into its abdomen. It moved weakly, not sure whether it was dead or alive.

"You need a bandage." Chu Huairen quickly ran to Zheng Zhuo, "I brought some styptic powder with me. But I didn't have a bandage - the first aid kit was also at the campsite, I didn't bring it out -"

"Thank you, no need." Zheng Zhuo took the styptic powder handed over by Chu Huairen, "I'll handle it myself. Go take a look at that."

Zheng Zhuo shook the flashlight in his hand. The flashlight was smoother than the darkness, illuminating the wreckage of the plane that was buried diagonally in front of the moss.

…

In the darkness, Chu Huairen turned on his flashlight and rummaged around on the plane.

"It's really unexpected that a plane crashed in a place like this." He held a flashlight in one hand and pulled away the rattan covering the rusted panels with the other hand. "Looking at the style, it crashed here at least fifty years ago...

...all kinds of repair parts, and the ground is piled with daily necessities, pots and pans, emergency equipment, and guns... He also made that large set of wooden stakes for prevention, right? It's hard to imagine that the driver's

So well prepared.”

"Can you understand what caused the fall?" Zheng Zhuo had already stopped the bleeding from the wound. There was no bandage, so he tore off his T-shirt to bandage his scratched hands and shoulders.

He moved a little and stood up. The wound was slightly torn and blood oozed from it.

But now I don’t have time to worry about that much.

"(There must be some kind of secret here. Something strange may happen at any time. Cherish every minute.)"

Zheng Zhuo picked up the flashlight again.

At this time.

"...?"

He saw something white on the ground near him.

Zheng Zhuo moved closer.

He discovered that it was actually a thigh bone with only half of it left. One end of the leg bone was broken off, and bone residue was scattered all over the incision.

"...This is...what I thought was a branch just now...?"

Zheng Zhuo touched it carefully. It felt right. It turned out that what he had just picked up in a panic was the leg bone of a human remains!

"(Sorry, sorry, no offense intended...)"

Zheng Zhuo said in his heart, shaking his flashlight and looking around.

Soon, he found it.

A skeleton wearing a bomber jacket and a flying hat was leaning on a fallen log. His body had almost blended into the vegetation, making it extremely difficult to distinguish at first glance.

"(...I'm sorry. However, we are also worried about our lives...)"

Zheng Zhuo picked up the leg bones and placed them next to the remains, clasping his hands together. Then he turned around...

"..."

He stood there for a while, then turned back again.

"(sorry.)"

He said sorry again, then reached out and began searching the remains for the bomber jacket.

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When the sky turned from pure darkness to hazy blue-grey, Chu Huairen completed the search around the wreckage of the plane.
To be continued...