Ming Zhiyuan felt sorry for Ma Tao, and Ma Tao felt sorry for Ming Zhiyuan.
They politely explained to each other, comforted each other, and encouraged each other.
Even...say some hypocritical polite words to each other.
Ma Tao listened to Ming Zhiyuan and decided to practice for another two or three days. Ming Zhiyuan praised him:
"Senior Brother Ma is worthy of being a fourth-grade warrior. He has profound spiritual power. He can recover from such a serious injury at an amazing speed."
Ma Tao quickly responded:
"This is all thanks to Junior Brother Ming's wonderful magic. Without Junior Brother Ming's amazing control over medicinal materials and pills, I would have been seriously injured and died no matter how deep my spiritual power was."
...
After a while of exchanging compliments about each other's expertise, the atmosphere became quiet and awkward.
In the awkward atmosphere, Ming Zhiyuan walked out to hunt for today's rations. He walked out of the cave, holding a long knife, and started searching in a familiar area.
In the past few days, he has become more and more proficient in using the long knife. Ma Tao also taught him some techniques of using the knife and using force.
After searching for half a day, I only found some unknown fruits and the medicinal materials Ma Tao needed.
In the past few days, he found that there were no traces of large-scale Warcraft around, indicating that this was not the sphere of influence of a powerful Warcraft!
Except for the group of grumpy demon pigs I encountered at the beginning that occasionally passed by.
Some small animals that were not demonized became Ming Zhiyuan's hunting targets.
At this time, a pheasant came into Ming Zhiyuan's sight. It walked in the bushes with its head held high and looked left and right.
Ming Zhiyuan climbed behind a towering tree.
Waiting for the pheasant to walk into his attack range. The clothes on his body already stink.
In order not to attract the attention of those monsters with a keen sense of smell, he mixed the sap and soil of various plants and smeared it on his body and clothes.
Just as he was staring at the pheasant with all his concentration, a sudden cold and oppressive feeling hit his calves.
He turned his head and looked, and a huge fear suddenly filled his mind, and his heart beat suddenly and violently.
It was a huge snake with two protrusions on its triangular head, and the scales on its body shone with a strange red light.
It was slowly pressing down his legs, and its target seemed to be the pheasant as well.
Ming Zhiyuan was so scared that his heart beat violently, and he could feel his heart pounding.
He didn't dare to move. The huge snake stopped and pressed part of its body on Ming Zhiyuan's calf.
It spit out a red snake message from its mouth and tested it in the air. Ming Zhiyuan tried hard to control his heartbeat to slow down.
The giant snake adjusted its direction and pressed up along Ming Zhiyuan's legs. The heavy snake body pressed against his bones and joints, making them crack.
Ming Zhiyuan lifted the long knife with both hands. He raised the blade of the long knife and raised it to his chest very slowly.
Suddenly the giant snake lowered its head and squirmed suddenly.
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly raised the knife to his chest, with the blade pointing outwards. He put his hands together in front of his chest.
At this time, his upper body was wrapped by the giant snake, and then he spun involuntarily.
The giant snake coiled its body and rolled him up out of thin air, then began to shrink and squeeze hard.
Ming Zhiyuan held the long knife tightly with both hands and pointed the blade outward.
As the snake exerted its strength, the long knife slowly sank into the giant snake's body, and a hot and fishy smell of blood spread.
The giant snake was in pain and rolled up even harder. Ming Zhiyuan felt as if his chest was being squeezed into a ball.
His mind was buzzing, and he couldn't care less in his desperation. He bit the snake and tore it hard, tearing off a piece of snake meat.
The giant snake trembled in pain, and for a moment it loosened its strength, then squeezed hard again.
At this moment, Ming Zhiyuan was able to quickly inhale and breathe. He firmly clasped his hands on the bite wound and continued to bite.
Every time you bite a piece of snake meat, the giant snake will tremble and relax, then coil up tightly.
Ming Zhiyuan bit hard, taking the time to take a breath every time the giant snake trembled and relaxed.
In the end, Ming Zhiyuan bit hard, until a big hole came out of the snake's body. In the chaos, he didn't know how many bites he took.
Ming Zhiyuan gradually became exhausted. When he took a bite, he felt that he only bit into a round and soft meat ball.
He was almost unconscious and had no time to distinguish. The giant snake trembled again. At this time, he had no time to spit it out. He quickly swallowed the small round meat and took advantage of the situation to take another breath and bite the hole again.
At this time, the giant snake suddenly trembled and stopped tightening. Slowly, the snake's body collapsed.
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly fell to the ground, and his eyes, ears and nose were bleeding. Mixed with the snake blood on his face, it gave off an unpleasant fishy smell.
Ming Zhiyuan lay on the ground and panted for a long time before slowly getting up. He felt as if several ribs were broken and it was very painful while breathing.
After resting for a while, he used a long knife to cut off a few pieces of meat from the giant snake and slowly walked back to the cave.
Ma Tao was lying in the cave and was shocked when he saw Ming Zhiyuan stumbling back covered in blood. He came over to help him with difficulty and asked him repeatedly what happened?
Ming Zhiyuan lay in the cave for a while, and then told Ma Tao intermittently about the giant snake. After saying a few words, he tilted his head and passed out.
...
Ming Zhiyuan began to dream again, dreaming that he was back in the torture chamber of the wealthy family in Tianyun City.
Master Fu and Mr. Fu each took a burning iron whip and beat him one after another.
The fire on the whip burned his skin one by one, and finally the flames connected into one piece and set his whole body on fire.
His whole body was burning, and the skin, flesh, and bones all over his body melted little by little, and finally turned into ashes, and disappeared without a trace when a gust of wind blew.
He was unwilling to do so, he couldn't just disappear.
He wants to go back.
He wants revenge.
He wants to reunite.
He needs to become stronger.
Master Fu and his old boss Fu will be bitten to death bit by bit and torn into pieces!
He wants to eat them into his stomach and make them disappear!
...
Ming Zhiyuan has been in coma for five days. Ma Tao is so anxious that he doesn't know how to help him?
During these five days, he could do nothing except give Ming Zhiyuan water.
On the sixth day after the giant snake incident, Ming Zhiyuan finally woke up. He looked at Ma Tao, who had an unshaven beard and a worried black face.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled silently: "Don't worry, I can't die. I haven't taken revenge yet."
Ma Tao twitched his nose and said angrily: "What kind of hatred or resentment is there? I have been in coma for five days and five nights and I can't forget it. I miss it as soon as I wake up."
Ming Zhiyuan pouted: "Let's get something to eat. I've been sleeping for five days? But I'm starving."
Ma Tao hurriedly handed him a piece of stinky meat. Ming Zhiyuan was a little disgusted: "You couldn't move before. I never gave you stinky meat, right?"
Ma Tao quickly stood up and said: "You have been unconscious these days, and I dare not leave your side. All I eat is the meat of that giant snake. I will go get some fresh food right now."
Ma Tao walked out with the long knife, then came back and handed the long knife to Ming Zhiyuan: "You can use it for self-defense. You won't need this if you want to grab something to eat."
After Ming Zhiyuan woke up, he felt a warm breath in his body, swimming back and forth between his waist and abdomen.
He pressed his belly with his hand, but couldn't find where the breath was. But he could clearly feel it, it was in the waist and abdomen.
He tried to squeeze the breath with his belly, and soon found that when he breathed hard, the pain in the broken ribs was not so unbearable. Ming Zhiyuan fell into a daze.
He was thinking hard about what happened? What did Ma Tao feed him these days when he was in coma?
Is that warm thing in my stomach a parasite?
Why did his injury heal so quickly without medication?