Looking at the scenery in front of him, Brutus had an inexplicable illusion, as if he had returned to the forest outside the village of Laxius in the early morning, filled with thick fog.
He couldn't help but try to close his eyes, calm down and feel the wind direction around him.
Unexpectedly, he did detect a possible path through the direction of the wind.
Brutus opened his eyes and checked himself and the items on his body: "The inexplicable sense of déjà vu just now made me have the urge to close my eyes and feel the direction of the wind. I almost forgot to check whether the things on my body were still intact first.
Well—the body parts also need to be confirmed.”
He roughly checked his belongings: the dagger in the scabbard on his waist was still quite sharp, which was currently his main weapon for self-defense; the dagger he carried was stuck behind his belt; a water bag with half left in it,
This was one of the equipment that was distributed to everyone when they were assembled in the square; under the leather armor were thin summer clothes, and the trousers were stained with mud and blood.
Although it felt like he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives just now, fortunately there were no real wounds on his body. He touched his purse again and confirmed that the pendant that Jesmin gave him and the leaves of Laxius were still there.
"So the conclusion is that if I can't find the person or item I'm looking for, it won't be long before I can start playing a real-life version of wilderness survival."
Brutus observed the surrounding environment and tried to find a general direction. However, the airtight trees and leaves above his head only allowed a few beams of sunlight to shine into the dense forest. It is undoubtedly very difficult to distinguish east, west, north, and south here.
, not to mention that Brutus has no clue where he is.
It seemed that the only option in front of him was to follow the situation he just felt and move in the direction guided by the wind. But seeing the bumpy road under his feet, as well as the weeds and thorns not far away, Brutus always felt that this was still an extremely difficult situation.
Troublesome choice.
But the matter had come to this, and with no other choice, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
"Don't forget your name, and don't trust the people I meet." As Brutus moved forward with difficulty, he reminded himself of Jesmine's previous instructions to him, "But the problem is, in this kind of ghost place, is it really possible?"
Can I meet anyone?"
Although it is very dark in the dense forest, fortunately it is not so dark that the sun cannot shine in. With the faint light, I can still barely distinguish the truth ahead.
However, when walking in such a forest, the difficulty to face is not only the problem of visibility. In order to beware of the dangers lurking in the grass that are knee high and some can even reach the roots of the thighs, Brutus had to hold the dagger in his right hand and the left hand.
Holding a long wooden stick cut from a short sword, he moved forward step by step. He had to stop from time to time and observe the wind direction to determine the target position.
In addition, he also needs to constantly be wary of threats from above his head, and also needs to always pay attention to the movements around him.
After only twenty minutes, Brutus needed to stop and rest for a while. Trekking in such an environment was a huge physical and psychological burden.
"Fortunately, I climbed trees a lot in Laxius and on the way to Tatto Town." Sitting on a thick branch, Brutus wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm and took out some water.
Nian took a sip and said, "If you can't climb trees, you won't even have a safe place to rest in such an environment."
After resting and confirming the wind again, Brutus jumped down from the tree.
"I hope the wind can take me to the right place. If it's wrong, I'll be in big trouble."
"There is something you need to pay attention to at all times." He reminded himself secretly in his mind. "For so long, there has been no other sound except the movement caused by me and the rustling of leaves in the wind. This should be the case in the forest in summer.
Very rare.”
"When acting alone, it is very important to double-check your thoughts..."
...
After walking in the dense forest intermittently for two hours, Brutus looked at the surrounding environment that seemed to have not changed at all, and felt a little desperate. He shook his water bag, and the water in it was completely empty. Now he had to
Decide if you should continue to follow the wind or look for water first.
While he was still hesitating, the wind direction seemed to suddenly become a little disordered, and a different sound from before came to his ears.
Brutus immediately squatted down, hiding his body in the grass as much as possible, holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, and staring at the direction of the movement.
With the faint light, he saw a humanoid figure over two meters tall with a burly build.
As the figure gradually approached, Brutus finally understood what the previous movement was - heavy footsteps, and in addition there was a faint smell, which made him wrinkle his nose.
.
"This smells like I haven't taken a bath in several years." Resisting the urge to vomit from his stomach, Brutus slowly lowered his body again to avoid being noticed by the guy in the distance. He could
I don't want to have any head-on conflict with unknown creatures here.
But something seemed to be going against his wishes? Although Brutus didn't want to take the initiative to find trouble, trouble seemed to be coming to him. The sound of heavy footsteps was much closer to him. In addition to the footsteps, there was also the sound of hard objects hitting the grass.
.
Brutus had no choice but to stick his head out of the grass again to observe the situation. Now he could see clearly what was on the other side - a green-skinned creature about two and a half meters tall with a big belly and a big stick.
Humanoid creature.
And this guy is sweeping the grass in front of him with the wooden stick in his hand like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. As the grass swept down in front of him becomes larger and larger, it gets closer and closer to Brutus.
The closer.
This discovery made Brutus's eyelids jump. He didn't want to fight this thing. From the comparison of the figure, it was obvious that he would not be able to fight it.
"Jesmine's gang won't just let me find this guy, right?" Brutus felt that there might be some problem with this matter, and no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find a weird thing to help.
But now is obviously not the time to dwell on this matter. The top priority is to find a way to survive under the pressure caused by this huge body.
Brutus gritted his teeth, and there was a little sweat on the palm of his right hand holding the dagger: "When it is difficult for the first mover to gain an advantage, then we can only look for opportunities to prepare for a sneak attack."
"With its huge size, it must have corresponding strength, and its reaction ability should be somewhat lacking, so I have to find a way to touch behind it." He observed the attack method and frequency of the figure opposite, "I may be able to have 1.5 points.
If you have a chance of seconds to two seconds, then the problem arises.”
He looked down at the dagger in his hand: "Can I kill with one hit with this thing?"
"Obviously there are certain difficulties, so we have to consider the possibility of having to withstand one attack, or even two..." Thinking of the big stick, Brutus felt that this matter was very suspenseful no matter how he thought about it.