Famine Survival Guide

The shape of the wolf I saw on Monday has changed a lot. The last time I saw him was lying on the beach pretending to be a dead dog. He was picked up by the survivors and turned into a mangy dog. He was seriously injured at the time, and his fur was dull and dirty. After he recovered, he never changed again. After passing the body of a wolf, the impression of the victims has always remained in the image of the ugly and extraordinary mangy dog.

Even in the past, when he was a teenager, his fur was not so beautiful, and the dark gray looked dull, just an ordinary big wolfhound.

Now it's the Eighteenth Wolf that has changed, the original dark gray fur is now a little lighter, and it tends to be more silver gray, his ears are raised high, and his eyes are quietly watching the person in front of him. "Beautiful" has no resistance, seeing this smooth and slippery fur, he couldn't help but immediately started to use it.

"It's changed so much..." He touched Zhou Yijian's back unconsciously and sighed. The last time his back was skinny and bony, but now it has been healed, and his hands are very smooth. The victim couldn't help but sit down. She rubbed her cheek against his relatively soft chin, and narrowed her eyes intoxicated.

Zhou Yijian kept his human form for a long time, and he didn't have the smell of a real wolf. He was surprised and delighted by the idiotic behavior of offering sacrifices, and there was a small groan in his throat, which meant nothing.

It took a long time for the victim to raise his head from the side of his neck. Although his face was normal, his eyes were full of water, and he could see that he was very excited.

Seeing Zhou Yi was a little worried, he licked his cheek and quickly changed back to a human form, the survivors were a little disappointed in this big change, "Why did you change back?" I haven't touched enough yet.

"Wolf shape consumes a lot!" Zhou Yijian hurriedly explained that this is indeed the truth, and he did not feel guilty. He hesitated for a while, and left the redundant "Do you like it?" I like it, if I don't find a reason to prevaricate him, I'm afraid he would like to become a wolf every day!

"Oh, then you can put on your pants." The big wolf dog was gone, and the victim threw the pants he had met on Monday with a look of disgust, and turned to go home.

Seeing sitting on the beach on Monday, wanting to cry without tears, he looked at his condition and decided to jump into the sea to take a bath first.

Seeing this side, I jumped into the sea again on Monday, but the victims over there went home and picked places to plant cacti and coffee trees as if nothing happened.

There is stagnant water under the tree except for the place surrounded by sandbags. There is no whole piece of clean land for him to plant things, and it is not suitable to plant cacti too close. This thing can be used as a big killer, although it is not a cannibal. Flowers actively attack creatures within the range, but as long as the living things get close, they will be pierced by spikes and lose blood. The victim has personally tested it. Without armor, 20 blood at a time is still very painful.

The snake nest farther away has newly brought back spider nests to love and kill each other, so there is no need to do anything extra... Could it be that the cactus brought back from a long trip can really only be used for eating?

After hesitating again and again, they even took a trip to the sweet potato field. In the end, the victims could only helplessly decide to plant cactus on the edge of the beach, and later plant some flowers nearby, let the butterflies bump into it by themselves to produce butter, and see you on Monday. Butterfly.There are five cacti, but only two coffee trees, which do not take up much space. The victims planted them under the tree house, because they were transplanted land, and they did not see any incompatibility between the two crops.

That night, the victims cut a little cactus for dinner.

The new batch of berries is just ripe, add some kelp and sweet potato to make a salad and try it.

The victim was handling the flesh of the cactus. After peeling off the thorns and outer skin, the inner tissue of the cactus was translucent. He tasted it, and found it had no peculiar smell, and it was a bit like aloe vera. He felt quite satisfied immediately.This kind of vegetarian food is not usually eaten on Mondays anyway, so how to deal with it is entirely up to him.

Zhou Yijian, who came back from jumping into the sea, looked a little melancholy, which is rare. When passing by the row of newly planted cacti, he took a careful look, leaned over and knocked suspiciously, and returned to the tree thoughtfully after a while to see the sacrificial priest. After cooking, there are cacti scraps on the table.

He leaned over to look at the pile of waste, and the victim said: "The meal is not ready yet, you go play for a while."

Zhou Yi put his chin on his shoulder like a soft bone, and responded in a low voice. The victim felt that he was in the way, and was about to open his mouth to drive him away. He saw him reach out and pick up the pile of cactus waste on the table, and then twirled some leftovers with his fingers. After rubbing the pulp and liquid, he asked him in a low voice, "Can this work?"

The victim was stunned for a while, belatedly realizing what he was asking, and thinking about the slippery touch during the process, his face turned red immediately, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and he stepped on the Monday. Gritting his teeth, he asked, "Is there nothing else on your mind?!"

See you on Monday: It wasn't like this when you touched me before...

Fortunately, he was still sensible, so he didn't dare to say it out loud. He was scolded obediently, but in his heart he was thinking of finding a chance to give it a try.

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Two days later, on Monday, I saw that I was kneeling in the corner of the room, thinking that cactus is really a good thing!

The victim was so regretful that his intestines were green. This shit didn't taste good, so he shouldn't have dug it back. It was really a crime for himself.

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I'm still out of town, there's no second watch, don't worry, I'm still me, the short me!