Pure White Core

I went back to the stone hut and sealed the door. I sat beside the warm fire in a daze. I have food and water now. As long as there are no major problems, I should not starve to death. As long as I survive seven days, I can go back.

The white light group told us before that the first ten things killed here will absorb some of them to make us healthier. The beast I killed gave me a lot of stamina. Maybe I should think of a way Kill something... The ring said that in addition to waiting for seven days, if I can make up [-] points, I can leave.

I raised my hand to wipe the mud and blood on the ring with my clothes, and the information in the ring also appeared in my mind.

"The Anchor of Pure White.

持有物品：1铁剑2铁剑3铁剑4铁剑5空

Fragments held: 0 Points held: 0 Points to be liquidated: 10"

But I don't know what points it said, but I know that after I killed the beast, the points to be liquidated increased by 10, which means that if each beast counts as 10 points, I have to kill at least 29 more Only a big beast like that can get out.

Can I kill 29 of those beasts?There is no need to even think about it.

Now the best idea I can think of is to stay in this stone hut, leaning on the warm fire, eating rotten barbecue and drinking the earthy stream water to spend the remaining six days in peace, but I doubt it very much Can the broken wooden door, which is already dilapidated and almost cracked in two, allow me to safely spend the remaining days in this stone hut?

The walls of the stone hut are made of irregular stones, and they look solid, at least I can't push them down, but when I stand on tiptoe to check the roof, I can't help but yell!This damned roof is actually propped up with sparse wooden sticks and thatch, let alone a beast, even if I climbed onto the roof, I could step on a big hole with one foot!Not to mention that the hut is a semicircle around the stone wall, and the two sides are very low. It is almost effortless to climb up the side with the woodpile. How could there be a mindless monster willing to live in such a rubbish hut? !

I don't want to spend the night here tonight, I must find a safer place.

Although the wounds on my face and hands hurt badly, after eating, drinking and resting, I have some strength in my body.I have to figure out a way to get myself a safe nest.

The first thing I thought of was the narrow stone crevice. It was small, but it was more than enough to hide me in. I could even make a small fire in it and spend the cold night warmly.

As soon as I said it, I rummaged in the hut, and removed a sturdy wooden stick with a slightly flat side from the broken wooden frame, and took the stick to the gap.The damn beast's stiff claws were still poking out, and nasty mosquitoes were buzzing around its carcass.I stretched out my hand and tried to pull it, but it was very heavy, so I took out an iron sword from the ring and cut it at the base of one leg.The iron sword is very sharp, if not for its excellent quality, I would not be able to use my own pitiful strength to stab the sword into its body to kill it, and now it is not difficult for it to scratch the fur of the beast, as I Sawing back and forth, the reddish-brown muscle was quickly cut layer by layer, touching the bone.

Hard bones, I just tried to swing the sword for a few times and knew that I would definitely not be able to chop it. I changed my position and cut along the bone with the sword. While looking for its thigh joint, I used the sword to cut off its tough bone tendon.I have memories of dismembering a deer's knee, I forget under what circumstances, but those memories lead my rusty hand to slide the sword back and forth through the joints of the beast until all the tendons between the thigh and hipbones are dead. Only then did I completely unload a heavy animal leg.

This is a very rare experience. I carried the animal leg back to the hut with satisfaction, and went out to continue disassembling the second hind leg.

Before the sun had risen to the top, I had disassembled both of the beast's hind legs, and then pulled it out entirely after clearing some of the soil under it.

It is only now that I have seen clearly the appearance of this tan beast. Its big head is somewhat similar to the African coyote I have seen on TV. It has a light brown body covered with black spots, is short and strong, and has a dark brown and black mane on its back. The hair is quite prickly, and the muscles are extraordinarily strong. From its thick legs and claws, it can be seen that it is really good at running long distances.This beast is a male, and while I was dragging it into the small stone house, I was thinking wildly in my mind, should I take it back to make wine after cutting it off, or should I put it on the iron sword and roast it to eat and nourish my body?

Of course, given my current age, it's better not to eat these weird things.

After cleaning up the corpses of the beasts, the entrance to the crevice in the stone is much wider than before, and I can enter with a slight bow.Inside, Liu Fan's body was still lying quietly. His face was already blue and gray, and there were many dull spots on his hands.

If only I had a shovel.

Anyway, it was still very early, so I picked up the stick I took out earlier and dug a hole in the yard.It is much more convenient for me to dig out the soil with the front end of a wooden stick to poke the soil loose.I didn't dig too well, I just poked out a rectangular groove shallowly, then crawled into the hole and dragged Liu Fan's body out into the groove.

I helped him zip up his leather jacket, straighten his collar, and put on his handsome sunglasses. So much soil, all sprinkled on him.It has been several hours since I built a high mound to bury him in the ground. The sun was shining warmly on the whole yard. A wooden board that had been used as a shelf was poked in front of the mound, and "Liu Fan" was neatly written on it with a piece of charcoal.

I don't know his birthday, and I don't know what day it is, but I think I'd be glad if someone could give me such a small grave after I'm dead and keep my body from being exposed to the wilderness.

The large opening that was dug at the entrance of the stone crevice now allows the beast from last night to easily enter and exit, which is not allowed by me, so I hold down coconut-sized stones from the stone wall of the hut, towards the entrance of the stone crevice Fill in the dug holes.The soft soil will make it easy for wild animals to dig in. If I fill the pit with two layers of solid stones, the damned wild beasts won't be able to dig in, right?

I only left a place where I could squat quickly through the cracks of the stones, and even a row of stones that were not easy to move were neatly stacked on both sides and corners of the triangle. Finally, a layer of soil was laid on the stones to prevent them from being rubbed. hands and clothes.

The space inside the gap is five or six square meters. I surrounded a small firepit with stones on one side, and brought a lot of hay from the log cabin on the other side, and managed to make a soft nest for myself.This busy work lasted for several hours, and the fire in the crevice was lit. This time I roasted some meat of the beast, and after eating, I carried the two hind legs of the beast to the crevice of the rock and placed it against the rock wall. It's certainly not as safe in the hut as I am here.

The sun began to dim, so I climbed up on the rock and watched it again. After carefully observing the movement around me, I ran to the stream to drink enough water, and then ran back to the yard to move the large bundle of firewood from the side of the hut to the crevice of the rock. Next to the entrance for easy access.

The shadows of the towering rocks grew longer, the sun disappeared from view, the temperature began to drop slowly, and the distant howls of beasts came from the wasteland.I retracted into the cracks in the stones, blocked the cracks firmly with the stones and planks I had prepared earlier, lay down facing the warm fire, closed my eyes and waited quietly for the night to fall.

The howling sounds one after another are like ghosts crying, and they are slowly approaching from a distance, and the sound is getting clearer and clearer.I tried my best to calm myself down, trying to ignore one heavy landing sound after another.

The beasts jumped over the low wall and entered the yard.

I don't understand how the monster in the original stone house lived in this wild wasteland with its lizard pets, why weren't they eaten by these horrible beasts?

The small courtyard was filled with the sounds of pacing back and forth and low growls. This kind of roar was exactly the same as last night. It is estimated that they had tasted the sweetness last night, and they couldn't wait to come here again tonight.

They quickly found the corpse of their companion in the hut following the smell of blood. The closed hut door was easily knocked open, and then the body was dragged out, with faint sounds of tearing and fighting.

The firelight from the cracks in the stone also attracted several beasts to wander outside. The sound of claws digging the soil began to be heard outside, but soon they found heavy and large stones. These stones were half buried in the soil by me. Arranged very densely, not easy to dig.The beast started to directly block Shifeng's stone with its claws and head, but the part that was firmly stuck by me with wood and stones still didn't move at all. After several attempts, the beast could only back away. After a while, the other side came to stretch out its claws, but Only one loose stone was allowed to roll down, and the others were still difficult to move. After ten minutes or so, it also got tired of crooked, and backed away with a low growl.

This night the herd’s harvest was much smaller than last night. They jumped out of the low wall and left very early. I didn’t act rashly, but filled the firepit with firewood, and then fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I could already see the sunlight outside through the gaps between the stones. I added fire and cut the leg meat and roasted it for 'breakfast', and then carefully took the stones blocking the gaps back into the hole one by one in order. Now, I regret that I blocked Shi Feng tightly last night, because if I had a little more brains, I should have gained something last night.

The harvest I'm talking about is, of course, killing a beast.

I hate how few tools I have now, if I had a rope, I could tie an iron sword to a stick to make a simple spear, or a noose to strangle a beast's neck; if I had a shovel, I could Dig traps and stick sharp wooden spikes underneath; if I can find the crossbow that those people took the monsters before, I can shoot those damned beasts from a long distance...

It's a pity that the most worthless thing in the world is if.

I only did two things all day today. The first thing was to tear down the roof of the small stone house, take down all the thin sticks, and sharpen one end with an iron sword to make a picket; The thing is to remodel the entrance of the stone gap, expand the entrance a bit, and firmly fix the hilt and sword body of an iron sword in the two layers of stones at the bottom, leaving only the palm-long sword tip poked in the ground. entrance.

I will not seal the cave tonight, I will hunt.