Chapter 206 Food Poisoning

The world is so big that there are all odds. The night was accidentally transmitted and flowed into an alien space. Life here is very strange and unheard of.

The two new blue flames rotated rapidly. He understood, and the skeleton seemed to express his gratitude.

The night ignored it, sat cross-legged and began to doze. He had a hunch that this skeleton would not be bad for him. His hunch has always been very effective, so he entered the state of emptiness at ease.

Unfortunately, it backfired. He was woken up.

When he opened his eyes, the skeleton rack nibbled on his leg again, and his upper jaw and lower jaw kept biting, and his legs were dripping with blood.

Seeing the night wake up, the little skeleton suddenly jumped back, and the blue flame in his eyes still stared at the night's wound.

If it is not our family, its heart must be different.

It's like the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change.

This bastard skeleton is really untrustworthy. When the night was about to make some action, the skeleton "cocked" and scattered into a pile of bones, falling to the ground and pretending to be dead.

He couldn't help sighing, and his raised hand didn't wave out after all. He was really amused by this spiritual skeleton rack. The attraction of flesh and blood to it should only be instinctive.

"Guru, Gollum," his stomach shouted in disgruousness. The night was so hungry that his chest was against his back, and his whole body was weak.

I have to find something to eat.

He made a threatening gesture to the little skeleton and walked away without looking back.

After walking in the selected direction for more than half a day, he made new discoveries. There seems to be an oasis in the distance, but the plants look strange, not flowers and trees, but huge mushrooms.

The night shook his head hard and rubbed his eyes, hoping that he was not blind, and that oasis was not a mirage.

I dragged my injured leg and walked for a long time before approaching the oasis.

After a cursory look, the size of this oasis is only one square miles. There is a puddle in it, but the ** accumulated at the bottom of the pit is gray-brown. There are no buildings on the oasis, and there is no trace of creatures.

Go to the edge of the oasis and find a few small gray mushrooms. Regardless of whether it was poisonous or not, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in three or two mouthfuls.

It's really bad, dry and astringent, worse than grass, just like chewing wood.

But his physical energy is losing, and his spirit is also in a trance. If he doesn't supplement food in time to maintain his physical fitness, the next moment, he may also become a skeleton and die in a foreign country.

I buried my head, searched carefully on the ground, and found a few small mushrooms. The night held the mushroom in his hand, straightened up, and was about to take a break. Looking up, he was stunned.

Looking back, it's the same.

There are strange animals all around. They are short, less than one meter tall and thin. The head is like a dog, but it can walk upright, but there are some shapes on the limbs.

Is it an orc? The night subconsciously guessed.

Seven or eighty strange animals surrounded him in a circle. There is constant saliva dripping from the mouths of those monsters.

The meat sent to the door, they must think so.

The night settled down, slowly stuffed the mushroom into his mouth, and chewed it hard a few times. His face suddenly changed, and he stared at the dog-like animals in front of him.

"Wor-la," those monsters retreated one after another.

Two of them were so scared that they ran away from afar.

In fact, it doesn't take much effort to crush all these little things to death. But the night was obviously not going to do this, so he thought a little. These dog-like monsters should be the indigenous people here. It will be easier if they can drive them to do things and find them.

Several people boldly grabbed the thin stick more than one meter long and leaned over carefully. The "food" in front of us is relatively big and doesn't look easy to deal with.

The night turned around easily and glanced around vigilantly.

A dog man stretched out the wooden stick in his hand forward and slowly approached. In the red and green eyes, greedy eyes appeared.

The night's heart moved, and his feet suddenly kicked, and his body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, shooting straight out. His right hand suddenly fished, grabbed the thin wooden stick, twisted and pulled it. After pouring the energy into the wooden stick, he pulled it out at a very fast speed.

"Papa," is like breaking a watermelon.

The red, white, black, all burst open, as if opening a miscellaneous sauce shop.

** Naked means of violence, shocking bloody repression. The dog people around him immediately fled, and all of them disappeared into the hole during a few breaths.

The night pressed the roll of his chest, threw away only a small piece of wooden stick in his hand, and viciously glanced at several holes.

There was another sound in the cave, and several green lights disappeared. The deterrent effect of the wooden stick headshot can be imagined.

There is space perception in the night, and there is no fear that those dog people will escape. The spatial perception is probed into the ground, and the dense mesh tunnels are presented. There is a large cave in the tunnel, and 70 or 80 people are gathering in it, whispering about something.

I couldn't understand it at all. It fell into my ears, and only the dog barked.

This language has not yet been separated from the state of beasts. When you listen to it, there is only the sound of "wow". Sometimes it is low, sometimes it is high, sometimes it is long, sometimes it is urgent.

But observing their survival form, they have gradually separated from beasts and evolved towards intelligent creatures. Compared with those dog-headed people who invaded the bronze trial field, their evolution is still very shallow.

The pile of people on the ground are chirling to entertain themselves. They don't bother to pay attention to them at night. They are really hungry, so they have to find more food everywhere to satisfy their hunger. Although those small mushrooms are unpalatable, they can only stare at their necks and swallow them.

After eating a little full, I found a stone and lay down for a while. I didn't expect that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep again. I felt that my body was moving in a daze, as if I had been knocked again, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

There is still a trace of clarity in his heart. I'm afraid it's food poisoning.

Hungry and unscrupulous, it's going to be doomed.

......

In the gray world, a humanoid skeleton is wandering around, instinctively **, forcing him to walk in one direction. Walking and stopping, I went around in a circle, but in the end, I still turned to a precise direction, which is not the oasis.

It began to fog in the wilderness, and the climate here is very strange.

This foggy weather will last for a long time. At this time, it is often the time for some advanced species to go out for food. They don't need vision. They can quickly identify their prey with their sense of smell and hearing, hiding in the fog and breaking out thunder at any time.

The little skeleton was a little hesitant. In his memory, to deal with this climate, it should be to dig a hole, bury the head, and then scatter the skeletons to death.

But now, there is a strange voice, constantly shouting in his head, asking him to hurry over. If he can't seize the opportunity, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

The little skeleton shook his head and "papped", his head fell down, the bones scattered all over the ground, and the world began to be chaotic.

A section of the vertebrae is spiritual, swimming like a snake and connected to the skull. Then, the remaining bones also squirmed and slowly pieced together. After a while, the little skeleton stood up again. Identify the direction and move on.

The fog is getting heavier and heavier, and the world in front of us is getting confused. Two light blue flames loomed.

......

The ground of the oasis began to change. A dog man carefully poked his head out of the hole and looked around. Then he waved his hand and jumped out of the crypt first.

The powerful "meat" just now seemed to be motionless.

It resisted the thin wooden stick and did not feel a burst of irritability and sadness. The "meat" is the murderer, the murderer who killed his brother. Before the fresh meat is divided up by the clan, he must be punished.

He quietly touched it and poked the "meat" body with a wooden stick, motionless. It became bold, walked around the meat, clenched the thin wooden stick in his hand, and tried a few more times.

"It's white and tender. It must be delicious. If you take a bite, your mouth will be full of fragrance." The dog man subconsciously swallowed his saliva and looked back again.

His companions were gradually coming and forming a circle again.

Do it first, before the leader arrives. Destroying fresh food is strictly prohibited, even if he is a blood relative of the leader.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The dog man seemed to be crazy and pulled the stick in his hand to the "meat food" on the ground.

The meat did not respond at all, and the dog-headed man inserted the sharp end of the wooden stick into the bleeding part of the "meat".

"Wow, wow," the rapid cry sounded, and the behavior of the dog man aroused public anger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, it put aside the stick and fled out of the oasis. The last few of their peers chased after him and wanted to catch it back and be punished.

......

The blue flame in the eyes beat rapidly, and the small skeleton immediately dispersed and turned into a pile of dead bones. A burst of rapid footsteps came, and a dogman fled in front of him, and four or five dogmen chased after him.

They passed by it, but they didn't notice that there was a creature here.

When the sound of the dog's footsteps went away and the figure disappeared in the fog, the little skeleton pieced together again and kicked and walked towards the oasis.

In the oasis, there are many dog figures shaking. The little skeleton paused and stopped, and the blue fire in his eyes quickly rotated. After a while, it broke up again. When it was pieced together again, it turned into a strange big belly "bone snake".

The bone snake twisted its body and quietly touched the oasis.

The scene in front began to become clear, and dozens of people gathered in a circle, as if they were arguing about something. After a while, the noisy voice gradually weakened.

Seven or eight dog people bent down, as if dragging something, moving in the direction of the cave.

The flame in the eyes of the little skeleton suddenly jumped. It has detected the dragged object, which is the existence that attracts it. And the ** voice in my heart points to this goal.

"Kah, Kah," the little skeleton moved his mouth and subconsciously bit it.

It followed quietly.

The night was dragged to the mouth of the cave by the dog man, but it couldn't be dragged in. The stick inserted into the wound was stuck in the hole.