Chapter 2900: Toast

If you want to catch this peculiar bee, wait for the situation.
If you can find Becky smoothly, everything is easy to say, if you can't find Becky smoothly and your identity is revealed, then nothing will happen.
Although studying new creatures will make Master Dewey happy, but if I break down and sink into the sand, the loss will be even greater.
Therefore, if you want to catch new species, you must protect yourself.
From where I stayed until now, I have not said that I have walked four or five kilometers. Since it is based on the premise of releasing magic waves, I can be sure that the walk must be straight, not in circles.
In this way, the territory of this forest is quite large, at least not among the small-scale forests.
As long as it is a medium-sized or above forest, there will be a common feature-a puddle.
Although the main food of trees is water and nutrient minerals in the water, trees are also a key factor that can stabilize the soil and prevent it from collapsing.
Once the soil is firmly fixed and the moisture content reaches saturation, there will be impermeability when rain falls. This phenomenon is water accumulation.
Generally speaking, the water in this kind of puddle is relatively clean after sedimentation-maybe diarrhea, but there is a high probability that people will not die.
So for pathfinders in the forest, the puddle is the best source of water.
Yes, there are so many explanations, mainly because I only carry a water bag with me, which can last three days at most.
Don't think that there is no water shortage when walking in the forest. When there is a shortage of water, there will still be water shortage. After all, the leaves are unpalatable and contain very little water, which is not enough to solve the water shortage problem.
Although the rhizomes of some plants are full of water, so far, I have not found even a plant with edible rhizomes. I have seen all of these plants. The rhizomes are like rubber strips, and they can’t be chewed. Move, and there is not much water.
In fact, if I could find berries, I wouldn't be so worried. After all, the thing might not taste good, but the water content is real, and I don’t need to worry about whether the berries are poisonous, because I am immune to poison!
The only thing to worry about is that the berries are not poisonous, but they have other unknown effects, which is terrible.
However, these effects are trivial in the face of survival. As long as you can survive, even after eating the berries, your mouth will smell of poop, I admit it!
Anyway, no one in the Demon Realm recognizes me, as long as I can be restored to the original state before Betsy is found.
I continued to walk in the forest. In order to maintain sufficient physical strength, I had to slow down and adjust my state to a slightly faster walk.
To be honest, I like walking in the forest, because when I walk, I always feel at ease and quiet, as if I had taken a reassurance.
In response to this situation, Mr. Taylor once laughed and said that he was indeed a descendant of the fairy clan, and he was born with an inexplicable intimacy towards the forest.
But I don’t agree with him. I think the reason why I like walking in the forest is because first of all I like walking. This kind of leisurely exercise makes me feel lazy, and secondly, I like the fruits in the forest. Not only admire the beauty of their natural carvings, but also like their fragrant and soft, or crisp and refreshing taste.
In summary, just like to eat.
The word
eat
is not simple. For foodies,
eat
means heaven.
In summary, I like to walk in the Fairy Forest.
But I don't like walking in the forest of the devil, at least so far, I don't like it.
The forest of the devil is different from the forest of the elves. The latter has no creatures that can harm me except the inner forest, and even no creatures that are hostile to me. I can see bears and tigers that greet me everywhere. The wolf, the fox, and the king of the forest who rules the entire forest.
The forest of the Demon World is different. Not only does it have no delicious fruits, even the creatures living in it are full of hostility.
Well, I admit, I am an outsider, but you can be on guard, you can detour, and you can even observe in the dark. Why do you want to show up and attack me?
I didn't cut your tree, nor did I urinate and urinate anywhere on your site.
I vomited angrily, and I continued to walk forward.
As I move forward, I find that the soil is more condensed and the humidity is relatively increased. If it is good, there will be puddles like puddles within three to five hundred meters.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help speeding up, and when I was advancing about 300 meters, I found a pool of water.
Originally, the appearance of a water pool should be very encouraging, but what is embarrassing is that this water pool is not pure, it is more like a swamp.
The so-called swamp, to put it bluntly, is a large muddy area formed by excessive soil moisture. Generally speaking, the swamp is rich in water, but due to the anaerobic soil, the organic matter decomposes slowly, so a lot of unhealthy microorganisms have accumulated.
Drinking can be drunk, but it challenges the psychological bottom line.
Smash it, smash the mouth, I unscrewed the water bag and drank the pure distilled water. I felt very cool and breathed out. Fortunately, I brought a bag of water around me. Otherwise, at this moment, I might be drinking this kind of fresh water rich in microorganisms. Up.
Licking my lips, I continued to travel with mixed feelings.
After another hour of walking, I leaned against a big tree to rest while taking out the accompanying dry food-toast from my arms.
This piece of toast has a lot of origin. It is my dear fiancee, Phoenix, who baked it for me as soon as possible. I chose the finest flour, a lot of butter and sugar, and at the end, I added a lot of it. Cream, in the end, she accidentally fell asleep while watching the stove...
With a mixed mood, staring at the half-burned piece of toast in my heart, while exuding a mushy, while exuding a strong sweetness, I swallowed my saliva, summoned my courage, and gave it a shot. Put it in your mouth.
...I feel like I have sublimated.
In a white world, there is no noise, no disturbance, only silence.
I quietly looked into the distance, a hundred meters away from me, there was a quiet flowing river, and the gurgling sound of water was very pleasant.
A hundred meters further ahead, there were some people, some familiar, some strange, dressed in white robes, calmly, and gently waved to me.
Are you calling me over?
Squinting my eyes slightly, I feel that I am gradually entering the state of a sage...
In a trance, a cold wind blew by, and I shuddered in Lingling, and got up from the ground with a grunt.
Looking up again, there is no white shore, no familiar and unfamiliar faces with a peaceful look, and only a few trees that look very ordinary, and the ground is full of weeds and fallen leaves.
"I...what happened to me?" I couldn't help muttering to myself with a horrified expression.
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