Foreword:

I am a genius! So I have no right to die!

——Salvador Dali

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"How on earth did you survive..."

Oscar squeezed out the deformed lower limbs from the cave and asked Father Zhang Congfeng to straighten the legs with a set of deft massage and bone-setting techniques.

The big wolf had a distorted expression and was sitting and lying on the rock platform, shaking in pain.

"Or..."

"Or, how the hell did I survive?"

The strange experiences along the way filled Oscar's mind with questions. Logically speaking, in the area where the entire Elf Holy Land has been explored, DB is the dominant creature in this mountain forest - even in the season suitable for hunting, a fully armed expedition

The team won't get much benefit from encountering it.

It knows how to hide itself and will follow the team to find suitable opportunities. It will poison water sources, destroy roads, attack weak ones with strong ones on mountain slopes or caves and other favorable terrains. It will catch one or two Homo sapiens and run away quickly.

Don't be greedy and look back.

This time, Brother Lang was ready to sacrifice. When he saw DB on the rope ladder, he had a premonition that his end was coming - his will to survive was almost frightened away, so it was thanks to the lapis lazuli lady that he gave him a pair of

The strong body allowed Oscar to survive on death's doorstep for more than ten minutes.

Regarding Oscar's question, Xueming did not answer directly.

He said nothing, and after Brother Lang took a breath, he pointed to the tunnel for transporting materials.

"Can you climb up from here?"

Oscar: "Okay."

At first, Big Wolf did not choose the material passage, because these caves were narrow and rugged, and he would be in trouble if he got stuck in them again. Moreover, the rocky slopes outside were so easy to walk, and Brother Wolf didn't have much physical strength at that time, so he just wanted to go.

It was convenient to take a shortcut, but he didn't expect that he would lose half his life by taking this shortcut.

Xue Ming climbed into the cave without saying a word, passing over each sling cargo compartment. The inside was quite spacious. When he turned on his headlight, he could see swarms of flying birds. When these birds saw the bright light, they immediately flapped their wings and flew out.

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"Let's go."

Oscar responded solemnly: "Sure."

This time, the big wolf finally calmed down and said nothing more.

His survival was all due to the priest's panacea. As for how the priest drove away DB, he had no idea. In addition, the priest had previously been able to subdue the golden eagle griffin with his bare hands, and those fleshy palms were going to break him.

The big wolf's jaw should also be light and easy. Brother Wolf has only seen this kind of physical quality in a very few red stone people.

The two crossed the more than 150 meters long tunnel and finally arrived at the activity platform of the Thirty Thousand Miles Post.

There is an old ruler-shaped building here, with a total of three floors, which can accommodate about forty people. Room 313 on the southwest side of the room is the signal station, and the others are basically dormitories.

There are several large iron racks on the cement floor in front of the building, which are where prey is dried to make dried meat. Looking to the side, there are two water storage tanks. Brother Lang climbed up from the hanging basket in the logistics cave and got out.

As soon as he reached the shaft, he immediately knocked on the water storage tank. When he heard the muffled sound in the tank and confirmed that there was still fresh water, he finally had a smile on his face.

"Okay!~Father! We still have water to drink!"

Jiang Xueming nodded, his eyes still solemn. He glanced towards the side of the room. The windows and doors next to the corridor were all opened. There were DB's footprints on the ground. Obviously, this mountain monster was very active during the hunting season and dared to go there.

Human settlements come in search of prey.

The two went to the activity room to make a fire to keep warm. Xueming asked Oscar to stay in the house and watch the fire. Then he immediately returned to the rope ladder ramp and wanted to pick up the leopard python's meat. However, when he came to the side of the cliff again, he

I saw that the second and third platforms were in a mess and stained with blood—the food bags were also missing.

I'm afraid this was done by DB. After being injured by Fragrant Dream, it didn't run away, but turned back and snatched the two people's supplies. The blood stains on the ground were evidence. There were several places where plasma spattered out with radial traces.

It was DB who let go of his hands when climbing the mountain and no longer covered the injured area. The blood that burst out from the masseter muscle of his head and neck during strenuous exercise was still filled with heat.

When Xueming brought the bad news back, Brother Lang was also full of regrets.

"Oops, it's going to be difficult now." Oscar emphasized: "This guy has a dark mentality, is twisted and perverted, and has suffered such a big loss. If we go out hunting again, he will definitely follow us and do bad things!"

Jiang Xueming: "Is there anything else to eat?"

Oscar looked embarrassed: "This..."

There is no food stored in the Thirty Thousand Miles Outpost. Even if it is not a hunting season, the expedition team rarely sets foot in this unknown land. This outpost is like the first flag planted by humans on the moon. It only represents Saladin’s hunting.

The regiment has the ability to come here, but it has no intention of settling for a long time - it is too dangerous here.

The hunters who had brought back the rune-patterned stone tablets from the Elf Holy Land before were the best pathfinders in the hunting group. However, because they were not familiar with the internal facilities of the Thirty Thousand Miles Outpost, the pitons in the tunnels that were in disrepair for a long time made them uncomfortable.

In a dangerous situation, these pitons naturally came loose without maintenance. The brothers fell down the shaft while setting up safety ropes to descend. The rescue team sent more than 200 people to slowly remove them before the hunting ban period.

They shipped it back.

"Check the injury first." Jiang Xueming asked Brother Lang to be calm: "My stomach was cut by DB. I don't know if the beast's claws were poisoned or not, and I don't know what happened behind it. I remember when I fell down.

It hit the ground with its back first, please help me take a look, Brother Lang."

Saying this, Xueming took off his tattered coat, pulled off his cotton sweater, and unbuttoned his shirt by the stove.

Brother Lang was shocked when he saw the strong and powerful latissimus dorsi muscles. He didn't expect that the priest's physical essence was so abundant. He also saw a strange black meat mound under the thick meat under the shoulder blades. It was obviously a broken rib.

, some foreign bodies remain in the body, causing skeleton displacement and bone hyperplasia.

Oscar said quickly: "Don't move."

Jiang Xueming: "There is a hidden injury, right? I feel it too, but I just don't have time to deal with it. Can you handle it?"

"It should be okay." Brother Lang waved his claws and cut open the pitch-black flesh mound, and saw a stream of fresh blood spraying out. There were more than a dozen broken bones wrapped in the flesh mound.

"Hold my right hand and hold on tight." Xueming asked Oscar to hold half of his body.

He sat on the stone platform next to the fireplace, keeping Brother Wolf in a high position, and then used his weight to correct the deformed sternum.

There was only a snapping sound, Jiang Xueming didn't cry out, but Brother Lang howled in pain.

Xueming asked doubtfully: "What did you shout?"

Oscar: "I...I feel you are in pain."

After such a struggle, Xueming wiped the cold sweat off his face, shook his arms and took a deep breath. Only then did he feel that his breath was stable and his body was healthy. His blood had flowed down his back to the waistband of his trousers, and he took out ten thousand yuan from the cloth roll.

The elixir cured the trauma - in Oscar's eyes, the priest regained his composure.

"It's your turn." Jiang Xueming asked Brother Lang to take off his clothes: "Let me see if you have any hidden injuries."

Brother Lang quickly shook his head: "No, no!"

This green-gold child has been beaten since he was a child. If there is something wrong with him, he will naturally feel that something is wrong at the first time. Speaking of the sequelae left by the panacea, these two are the only ones that are slightly weak.

Big dog legs. Without enough energy replenishment, Oscar was so hungry that he felt dizzy.

While Xueming was putting on his clothes, Brother Lang finally caught a glimpse of the gunsmith's tattoo——

"——I am super! Gun!"

No matter how dull Oscar is, this tattoo is a gift left to the Anonymous by the old Khan with his soul power, and it is an indelible mark. The priest showed extraordinary endurance when enduring the pain of cutting flesh and bones, and the Anonymous

Even after being injured, elite soldiers still have to take medicine and continue fighting. This characteristic also makes the two shadows in Oscar's heart overlap.

"Yes." Jiang Xueming didn't mean to hide it, he simply admitted it directly.

In this unknown land, he must mobilize the power of fragrant dreams anytime and anywhere, and his epitaph must not say "Death by Troll Monster" - Oscar is a trustworthy and reliable partner.

"No wonder I can survive!" Oscar was startled at first, then immediately ran away: "Wait a minute..."

The big wolf's expression was one of laughter, then turned to suspicion and surprise.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Jiang Xueming didn't reply. He wiped a handful of blood from the stone table, which was the blood spurted out when the bones were broken and healed. He wiped the blood-stained gloves on Brother Lang's face.

Oscar finally recovered from his mouth and nose——

"——Oh yeah! Oh yeah!! Oh yeah!!~~~"

The big wolf dog was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He stood up and twisted his buttocks without any pants on, and punched the air several times.

"Have fun!~Gun!~"

"Okay! Okay, okay! Okay!"

This almost crazy enthusiasm reminded Xueming of Meteor. Brother Lang and Meteor are both red stone people - these stupid-looking guys are very cute.

Xueming asked: "What should we do next? Oscar?"

But Oscar seemed to completely ignore the gunsmith's question. He began to talk at length, as if he had a thousand words in his mind.

"I knew it! I thought Saint Josh died so cleanly, how could an ordinary person escape from the Nine Hells?"

"I couldn't figure it out all the time, and then I was busy correcting my children's homework..."
To be continued...