Pure White Core

I didn't make the decision to go back immediately in my head, but turned my ears to listen to the sounds outside. Just a moment ago, all the howling outside had disappeared, leaving only the calls of the beasts, and the coming and going. The sound of running.

With my ears on the ground, I could clearly hear the sound of the beasts jumping out of the wall one after another. They got enough food, regardless of their companions who died in the corners and crevices.

When I came back to my senses, the message about whether to return or not had disappeared in my mind. I didn't feel sorry, because I couldn't tell whether I wanted to go back to that white cylindrical room like this.

I stretched out my hands to touch the still warm corpse of the beast. Its fur was not smooth. On the contrary, the mane on the head and back was rough and rough, but the hair on the lower jaw, neck and belly was a little finer.

I wanted to get it out, so I groped around it, only to find that it wasn't stuck because it was standing up, but was stuck by the soil dug by my claws.

After crawling in through the narrow gap, this robust beast with a large chest was squeezed enough, so it stretched out its paws to dig the soil back to make room for its wide chest. There is no problem walking, but when it wants to retreat, the chest cavity compacts the soil accumulated under the waist, and it is stuck in a dilemma.

Just by touching its paws, which are bigger than my fist, you can tell that its body is frighteningly heavy. I can't push it away, so I can only dig the soil from under it to find a way out.Digging away the soil under its body, it fell down, and it opened enough gaps for me to climb out.

My mouth is parched now, and my stomach hurts from hunger. Even though I know that drinking blood is irrational, I still touched the wet wound of the beast and smacked it a few times.The salty smell and nausea filled my mouth. I suppressed the feeling of vomiting and swallowed the little blood. Its flesh seemed not as old as that of a lizard. I tried to use my teeth to tear a small piece from the wound and put it in my mouth. I chewed it, but in the end I didn't swallow it and spit it out.

I was very hungry, and the efficiency of digging with my hands was very low, but I didn't feel too tired. The new-found stamina allowed me to take a short break to cheer up and continue digging, but it didn't make me feel much better. .I must dig the soil quickly, because if I don't get out of this narrow gap with all my strength, I will die when I am too hungry. Without water, I can't survive another six days.

Now I regret that I didn't choose to go back immediately. I was greedy to get the ring fragments that fell from other people's death, but in the end I might be trapped to death in the crevice of the stone.

There is almost no light in the dark stone crevices. I don’t even have a sense of time. I just dig the soil blankly. When there is enough accumulation around me, I turn around and send it to the back. There is a lot of soil around Liu Fan, and I am still thinking about it. Don't just bury him here and rest in peace.

The beast was stuck on the side by the soil. I originally wanted to hollow out the soil under it, but the workload was too much. I dug for so long and my hands hurt badly, and the small stones mixed in the soil even cut my hands. , I can't see the condition of my fingers, but I can feel the wet scars on it when I touch it.

The peeling off of the fingernails was indeed painful and numb, but it was nothing compared to death. I dug out the soil with my claws without saying a word, tirelessly like a robot.

The gap on the back of the beast has begun to reveal a twilight, and it is dawn outside, and the tunnel I dug from the side of its body can accommodate my whole body to get in, so I started to dig upwards close to its body.This time, instead of wasting time slowly sending soil into the crevices of the rock, I pushed up with the strength of my body, and burrowed out of the narrow soil hole like a worm.

The soil above was not considered solid. After the activity, my whole head and neck were buried in the soil. I held my breath and struggled, twisted and poked my head out. My hands first broke through the soil layer, holding the ground, like being resurrected in a cemetery. Like a dead body arched out of the mud.

The twilight of the early morning was scattered in the yard, and there was the sound of birds singing in the distance. I was lying on the ground covered with mud, and most of my body was still buried in the mud. Behind me were two stiff hind legs of a beast in the crevice of the stone.

The smell of blood has dissipated, and the fire in the yard has long been extinguished, but from the iron sword lying on the ground and the messy traces, it is still possible to infer the scene of last night.The coldness of my hands on the ground brought me back to my senses, and I twisted my body and crawled out of the soil. Only then did I notice that a thin layer of frost had formed on the ground, and the thin frost was melting where the sun shines.

I walked forward with my head fluttering. The cool breeze blowing on my face gave me the illusion of drinking water. If you ignore the mottled blood and drag marks on the ground, this is a peaceful and peaceful morning.

After all, I didn't stay in vain. As I expected, three iron swords fell in the yard. I also found a small white fragment where Yao Xiaobo had been lying before.He was just shot in the shoulder by an arrow, which is not a fatal injury at all, but he just lay here and died quietly.

"Pure White Anchor Fragment, F Grade."

As long as I have five of these shards, I can go back and get a new ring.I don't understand why I want a new ring, anyway, I want it.

I picked up all three iron swords outside the small stone house, searched carefully and found several other fragments covered by floating soil.

There are eleven of us, and it stands to reason that after six deaths, we can choose to return to the room, but I picked up six pea-sized pieces, plus Liu Fan's piece, exactly seven.

In other words, counting me, there are three people who survived.

I tried to push the door of the hut, and it opened without much trouble.Xu Dazhi held the door alone last night without being squeezed by a group of people. His strength is really frightening.Two wooden sticks covered with jerky were just lying on the ground, and the charcoal left in the firepit was still glowing red.

I hurriedly grabbed some soft hay and moved towards it, carefully fanning the wind with my hands, as the light smoke swirled around, the flames also sprang up, I almost ran out of the hut to the woodpile happily, even my face was swollen from running violently. I don't care about the pain.

Finally something to eat!

I took the iron sword and barely chopped the jerky into small pieces and put it on for roasting. The dancing flames exuded an orange-red warm breath, and soon the jerky on the iron sword not far away was bubbling with oil.The aroma of barbecue is very charming. Even though my mouth is dry and there is no saliva, I still can't help swallowing the non-existent saliva.

The open wound on my cheek has initially healed, and it is open and scarred, so even if I don't look at it, I know its terrifying appearance.

My pretty face is the only thing I've ever been proud of, and I won't have a chance in the future.

I chewed the dry piece of meat with difficulty. Although it had a little oil, it was hard to swallow because of the lack of moisture. In addition, it was not salted, and the smell of rotting meat on the piece of meat was also annoying.I admire myself so much, it's unbelievable to be picky when I'm starving to death.

I rummaged around in the hut and couldn't find any water storage containers. It doesn't make sense that the monster would store food at home but not drink water, right?If he doesn't keep water in the house, then I believe there should be a water source around the yard, and not too far away.

I didn't even frown when I stuffed the jerky into my mouth with my bloody fingers. The nails on my hands almost fell off, and I didn't know if they would grow back in the future.In the morning light, I climbed out of the low stone wall with my hands and feet. Instead of going directly into the field outside, I climbed around the low wall and climbed up the hillside.There are several tall rock walls close together on this small hillside, some towering tall, and some slopes are relatively small. If I climb up, I will definitely be able to see far away.

I have seen strange circles and symbols on these towering stones in the distance. Only now can I see that the white symbols on the stones are a kind of rough paint, and the thick layer is very uneven. , It smells almost tasteless, as if some kind of stone is ground into powder and mixed with other things to smear it. What's more special is that it seems to have a waterproof effect, and there are no blurred traces of water erosion on the edges.

I chose a large rock with a relatively gentle slope and climbed up on my knees. It didn't take me much effort to climb to the junction of it and another rock. The other rock had a steeper slope and I couldn't continue to climb. , but my line of sight has been extremely broad, and I can have a panoramic view of the large wasteland around the hillside in the early morning sunlight.

I guessed right. In fact, there is a winding stream on the other side of the hillside. The grass on both sides of it is much more lush than other places. I can even see it flowing into the river far away. A small pond, many animals are hidden among the lush grass beside the pond.

I just glanced at it from a distance, and my sore throat couldn't take it anymore. I spit out bloodshot saliva. I almost slid down the big rock like a slide, rolling and climbing towards the small hill. Run down!The little sand lizards looking for food with their heads tilted in the weeds and the flying insects flying in the grass were scared away by me. I happily pushed aside the green reeds, and the sound of gurgling water was getting closer and closer to me. As I got closer, a crystal clear stream appeared in front of me.

The creek was very shallow and narrow, so I squatted down on the wet muddy ground, stretched my hands full of blood and mud scabs into it, rubbed it casually, picked up the water and couldn't wait to send it to my mouth.Water full of earthy smell and grit was swallowed down the throat, and the cold feeling on the teeth had not had time to dissipate.I gulped down water until my stomach was bulging and my hands turned white from the cold before I stood up tremblingly. My feet were in the mud, and the heels of my trousers were wet. Now my feet were terribly cold.

The wound on my hand broke open again after getting into the water, and the blood seeped out. I didn't know what to do, so I could only push the grass and run back. Come on beast.