No words could be used to describe the feeling of exhaustion that haunted the body, and he could not find a way to relieve this spiritual emptiness. Roland could only grit his teeth and use a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat and fought against the exhaustion that invaded his body.
And impactful thinking, loneliness of will. Even the impulsive energy of shouting loudly to vent is saved and used to hold on for a longer minute.
[Stay alive] - The most basic and fundamental instinct of living things is active and gradually corrodes the sluggish thinking. Giving up the backpack means giving up the material foundation necessary for survival. Stopping to rest is diluted by the sun getting closer and closer to the horizon. When the sky is completely dark
If you can't find a place to stay before sinking, you may have to sleep on the plain grass tonight.
"Try to survive. It's not easy for you to do this."
"I don't admit it."
The frivolous smile, the contemptuous words and the inexplicable distance from the back were intertwined, and the nightmare that would not wake up appeared in his mind from time to time. With the anger directed at the hateful smiling face that was clearly not around, Roland finally reached the plains and jungles along the ancient roads in disrepair.
At the intersection, he could no longer muster the strength to move forward. The boy had no time to remove the weight from his back, and his extra-heavy body sat down on the pile of rubble.[
The surrounding environment was far from familiar. It was an impossible task for an inexperienced child to find shelter, water, and food on a plain where he would just get lost if he was not careful. Roland only relied on intuition and vague knowledge.
Distinguishing the remnants of horseshoe tracks, he continued to move away from the elf convoy along the dirt road.
If he is a little calmer and has basic wilderness survival experience, he should have stopped earlier and prepared to camp to save energy. Before dark, set up a campfire to drive away wild beasts and cold, spray anti-snake and insect potions, and prepare to fill the tank.
A filling dinner. But Roland is not a super foodie who has many years of experience in surviving in the wild. He chews fresh bugs and praises the wild fruit feast [chicken flavor, crunchy and crunchy]. He has received sporadic and vague information from his father and other elders.
A few words, plus a backpack obtained from the enemy who claimed to be his guardian - Roland had only these things he could rely on besides himself.
Wild beasts, hunger, thirst, cold - any of them can easily kill Roland, so even though it was extremely difficult to lift a finger, Roland gritted his teeth and took his arms out of the straps, unbuckling his backpack.
Look for something to satisfy your hunger and quench your thirst.
The first thing I fumbled out from my luggage was a short stick-like object - with a shield on the top and a black strip of cloth wrapped around the middle to prevent my hands from slipping - a [short stick] shaped like the handle of a sword.
But it's just similar in appearance. There is no combination of sharp blades for chopping, slashing, stabbing, beheading, etc. Instead, a beautiful clear crystal or something similar is inlaid on the top, and the deep twilight cannot cover up the transparent and gorgeous crystal.
——Except for being pretty, it’s just a waste of appearance.
Anyone who sees such an object will get the same intuitive impression from its appearance. Not to mention using it for self-defense, even if you want to use it to cut meat and chop firewood. The tools in the hands of butchers and woodcutter are more useful than this trash.
many.
Roland, who thought that he had been deceived again, was about to throw away the [stub] and his anger far away, and before his terrible thoughts were transformed into actual actions, he could prove his worth. A bright and dazzling white light emitted from the top of the [waste]
The light pillar. The dark night was driven away from Roland by the lightning-like pale light. The boy who was frightened by this sudden vision panicked and dropped the strange thing that illuminated the night sky, and rolled and crawled back to the side.
Behind the big rock, I soothed my chest that was rising and rising again.
The lighting tools in the village are limited to oil lamps, candles or magic lamps. They are no different from other places. None of them emit such intense light. Even the shadows become thin under the dazzling white light, hiding behind the rocks.
You can still see the cylindrical white light stretching towards the end in the distance.
Curiosity and fear of the dark urged the boy who gradually calmed down to take action. Seeing a [flashlight] for the first time as a [high-end and rare household appliance], Roland, who was completely shocked, walked out of the hiding place, carefully touched it again and again, and shrunk.
Replied. After confirming that the [Short Stick] was not a dangerous item, but just a strange-shaped lighting tool, I took a deep breath, picked up the strange [Magic Lamp] and looked at it. Dragging my tired body and the [Magic Lamp]
】Continue to search for food and water from the backpack.
Assuming that Roland had a deeper understanding of Li Lin's design style and various works that tend to be "practical" and "killing many birds with one stone", he would never put down his mind and use it so quickly, at least he would check it carefully again
Each detail can hide the devil before making a conclusion. Even if it is [home travel] supplies, once Li Lin thinks it is necessary, it is completely natural for this designer to add some other functions.
[No matter how inconspicuous the appearance is, or how harmful it looks, the destructive power will never be less.] - Roland has not yet experienced and understood this unique feature and selling point, so he focused on his back.
On top of the second item taken out of the bag.
One piece...Use an extremely flat and thin iron wire to pierce the folded center and compress the connected...paper?
Roland had seen something called an "instruction manual" that came with railway and locomotive models. Roland quickly associated the two together. The booklets made of these thin white papers stapled together should also be "instructions" or something similar.
When you open the blank cover, the content on the first page will make the boy explode again.
A little man in black clothes and black hair, about three times as tall as his head, appeared on the paper. He spread his hands and put on a sly and hateful smile that seemed familiar to Roland. In the blank space next to his head, which looked like a bad smile or a sigh, there was an upright "La" written on it.
Title in plain language.
[Instructions that even the unlovable Roland can understand! The q version of Li Lin, commonly known as qb Li Lin, a troubled and rebellious adopted son, will explain to you the secrets of survival in the wild in detail! 】
"..."
The Scrabble champion of Bode Village relied on his natural intelligence, his parents' sincere teachings, and guesswork to overcome the difficulty of not learning words. The three-headed Li Lin exuded in the words left on the paper
Smelling suspiciously like a pyramid scheme, the boy suddenly changed color and yelled loudly.
"QB, you are so big! You are so worried that you will vomit blood to death! MLM bastard, egg, egg, egg, egg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"[
The boy was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the ravaged instruction manual was clenched so tightly that it almost fell apart. Facing the moons hanging high in the night sky, Roland used his excess anger and insufficient strength to roar like complaints, as if he was sighing in agreement with this complaint on behalf of the moon.
, a shrill howl like a barking dog floated over in the night wind.
Ouch——
Wolves do not have the intelligence and understanding to express their approval and complaints. Beasts that are loyal to their physiological needs and instincts will only cheer for one reason.
It's dinner time.
The beasts are preparing to enjoy a harmonious meal together, and the name of the dish written on the menu is naturally [human flesh].
Starry green lights emerged in the darkness one after another, which almost stopped Roland's heart. The air was mixed with the beast's bad breath and body odor - the combined stench overflowed into the nostrils even if it floated from downwind. A few heavy breaths made the trembling
Surrounded by boys.
A pack of seven wolves looked at today's dinner - a two-legged human child that was not very strong, but fairly well developed. Although this kind of prey was not very capable of resisting or escaping, the meat and internal organs tasted fresh.
It's juicy and has a unique chewy texture. But wolves are not gourmet eaters of children. The beast whose top priority is filling its empty, shriveled stomach is not very satisfied with a child who can only eat half full at most.
Being dissatisfied does not mean giving up. In order to survive in the cruel nature, every meal is extremely precious and cannot be wasted. In order not to miss the meal given by God, the wolves grinned and arched their backs.
"Then...that bastard has red eyes!!"
His father had taught him the habits of wolves. At that time, he only memorized "Encountering wolves in the wild is extremely dangerous" with the relish of listening to stories. At this moment, Roland was truly confronted with the highly efficient killing machine created by nature at close range.
I now understand why my father had a solemn expression at that time.
So scary - feeling the primitive and barbaric killing intent, the body that was tired and frightened to the point of difficulty in moving gathered some strength, and was immediately worn away bit by bit by the particularly frightening cold green light in the night. Cowardice and fear were evaporating from the shadows in my heart.
keep growing in it.
[Even if you are strong, it is not easy to do this.]
Almost crushed by the beast's aura, the boy sat down on the ground and waited for the final moment. All he could see was his slender mouth, with a blood-red tongue sticking out from it. The beast spewed out a stench that made him frightened.
The images of his own back were compounded and overlapped together, and a disdainful mocking sound echoed in his head like an auditory hallucination.
At this moment, I understood the weight of those words, and also understood that Wei and Li Lin could say those words without any care.
Li Lin is very strong, so strong that he can ignore the difficulties and dangers of survival. Being in the position of a strong person, he can naturally think that "that is difficult for the weak" and treat him with disdain and ridicule.
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The weak one is himself weaker than Li Lin;
——Should this kind of arrogance and arrogance be silently acknowledged and accepted?
[The weak eat the strong] - The wolf raised its body and drew a cold arc in the air. The roar under the night sky choreographed the final answer in his consciousness. Roland could not even hide or curl up, he could only look at Madara.
The yellow or white sharp teeth gradually enlarged, and the fangs produced for tearing pieces of meat were about to reach Roland's throat accurately, slit the trachea and blood vessels inside, and drank the gushing blood and silent whine - the boy had already foreseen it.
This is a very clear picture of the future.
After a few seconds or minutes, the ending called [death] will come to Roland. Ending his life with unwillingness and pain - just like his parents died...)