Two fat codfish were added to the fire and roasted. The codfish's body was cut open, allowing the heat of the fire to seep into the fish's body, making the fish cooked faster and more thoroughly. The fish fat turned into oil in the flames and dripped onto the fire, causing sparks to fly from time to time.
Lucy was drooling as she looked at the fish that was gradually turning golden in the flames. She couldn't help but reach out to tear off a piece and taste it. At this time, Allen would gently slap it back with a small branch. They were hiding near the Emergency Bay River Valley. There were quite a few codfish here, especially at the nearly 90-degree bend in the estuary. From time to time, codfish would wash ashore directly from the river. Therefore, dangerous species like the Saber-Toothed Berserk Wolf would always be attracted by these delicious big fish from time to time.
Allen flipped the two codfish and picked up some firewood from the fire to make the flames less fierce and cook them over a gentle fire. In this way, the roasted codfish's own oil would be eaten into the fish, so it would not be dry and would keep the fish fresh and delicious. If there was seasoning, the fish would be even more delicious. Of course, they weren't camping now, so they naturally didn't have seasoning. However, it was much better than the canned food provided by the organizers of the convention.
"Can I eat now? I'm starving to death!" Lucy looked at Allen with a greedy expression. Her eyes were like those of a pitiful puppy. Her big eyes blinked, and she was really pitiful.
"Alright, alright." Allen used a clean dagger to cut off a piece of fish from one of the tails and wrapped it in clean leaves before handing it to Lucy.
Lucy immediately took a bite and cried out with tears in her eyes, "It's so hot."
"Serves you right." Allen laughed, "Who told you to eat so eagerly, just like Luce …"
"Luce? Who is Luce? "
Allen's expression darkened when he said this. "Nothing. When I was five, the predators attacked the town I lived in. My mother died that night. After that, I lived with a pack of snow wolves, and Luce was one of them. He was very greedy and impatient, but he was a good guy. Unfortunately, it died in the end. They all died. "
At this point, the young man looked up at the night sky. Looking up from Babylon, the night sky was exceptionally clear. On such a night, the moon hung in the sky, and the galaxy hung upside down like a waterfall. It was extremely beautiful.
Allen raised his head, leaving Lucy with a sad side profile. She thought for a moment, then took the fish and sat down next to Allen. Allen sensed something and lowered his head to ask, "What are you doing?"
"It's nothing. I'm cold, so I'm borrowing your shelter." Lucy said matter-of-factly. She then asked, "What happened after that? Did you participate in the death arena?"
"At that time, those people killed the wolf pack I was in and sold me to a man named Herne. That man's son was hit by a brain and had to participate in the death arena. Hern switched me with his son. But this is also good … "Allen lowered his head, the flames dancing in his ruby-like eyes." This is a chance to change my fate, I must grasp it firmly. "
"If you win in the death arena, what do you plan to do?"
"To take revenge on the predators who killed my mother and the hunting group who killed the wolves. Besides, I still have something in the hands of that Guild Leader. "
"I support you. What about after that? "
"After that? I'll probably set up a hunting group and then look for my biological father. "
Lucy immediately raised her head, "Your father?"
"Yes, my mother told me to look for him. He should still be alive …"
"That's good too. At least you still have relatives."
Allen smiled but didn't say anything. What he didn't tell Lucy was. He wasn't looking for his father for any kinship, but to fulfill his mother's last wish and hand over the dagger called the Devil's Praise to that man's body!
"Let's not talk about this anymore. You've already recovered. Let's leave tomorrow."
Lucy nodded and ate the cold fish in two or three bites. Then she clapped her hands and said, "In that case, we need to come up with a battle plan first. Do you have any ideas? "
Allen shook his head. Lucy simply jumped up and patted her chest, saying, "Then let me decide!"
Following that, the young girl spoke eloquently. The battle plan that came out of her mouth could be described as a flowery bouquet. Open knives and hidden arrows, luring the enemy into an ambush, and spreading rumors. He simply wished he could bring all the strategies that could be seen in the textbooks to the table, causing Allen's head to explode.
After talking for a long time, the young lady asked, "What do you think of my plan?"
"Not good." Allen rejected it on the spot.
"Not good?" Lucy put her hands on her hips, "Why?"
"I was wondering why your plan is the same as your knife technique. It's flowery and can't stand a fight at all." Allen shook his head and said, "Which training camp did you come from? Your instructor only taught you these things?"
"These are all my …" Lucy seemed like she almost spilled the beans. She hurriedly swallowed the rest of the words back into her stomach and said, "Why do you care where I learned it from? Then tell me, this plan of mine is not good. Do you have a better idea? "
"We'll leave this place tomorrow and take a stroll. If we run into a pair, we'll kill one. If we run into a pair, we'll kill a pair. Where would we get so many plans? "Allen waved his hand and cut off a piece of fish to eat.
"Take a stroll? Kill? "Lucy made a defeated expression." You really are a one-track mind. Alright, we'll do as you say. Let me ask you, this damn place is so big. Where are you going to run into those fellows? "
Allen didn't answer and asked back, "Do you know how wolves hunt when they run into a large number of prey?"
"Of course they rush up and bite."
"That's not it." Allen said slowly, "They will harass and scare their prey. Drive them together, get them to a specific place, and then make a move. "
"Oh, but what does this have to do with us?" Lucy spread out her hands and asked.
"You said it yourself, this place is so big. You can hide for ten days and a half months if you find a place to hide. It's not like the organizers know that if they let it go. Even if we want to kill the others, we don't know where to start. So … "At this point, Allen looked at Lucy.
The latter suddenly realized, "You mean they will use all sorts of methods to drive us together like prey?"
"This is in line with the purpose of the death arena, isn't it? So, there's no need to be as troublesome as you said. As long as we keep our spirits up, we'll kill whoever we bump into! "
As the night deepened, the clouds flowed, occasionally lifting and sinking.
To the west of Yellowstone Park, there is a vast canyon landscape. There is a very nostalgic name here. Roosevelt Canyon has a strong smell of the Old West, reminding people of cowboys. Of course, there were no cowboys in this canyon on Babylon, but it was the territory of the iron-armored rhinoceros. The level 3 dangerous iron-armored rhinoceros was literally described. This evolved rhinoceros had frighteningly thick armor and had a violent temper. Usually in groups of two or three, they would attack any creature that entered their territory.
Occasionally, the earth would shake in Roosevelt Canyon. You don't have to panic. It's not an earthquake, but a herd of rhinoceroses galloping across the ground.
There was a 7-shaped crack in the canyon, and there was a faint light shining. A pile of not-so-vigorous flames was burning, fueled by dried rhinoceros feces. This is the cheapest fuel in the canyon. In this area where vegetation is hard to find, it is almost impossible to use branches as fuel.
Not far from the fire, a boy had curled himself into a ball, and was wrapped in a sheet sewn together from torn pieces of clothing. This sheet was his quilt. Relying on the flames and the quilt, he would survive this long night that was not too cold.
Mike closed his eyes, but he did not let himself fall asleep completely. Just three hundred meters away, there was a small spring, one of the few water sources in this canyon area. There were dozens of wild rhinoceroses guarding the spring. Only around three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, when the wild rhinoceros was asleep, could Mike steal some clean water from the spring.
Tonight, he would have enough clean water to use for a few days and be able to leave this damned place.
His luck was indeed not very good. When he entered the game, he appeared in the same place as a few other boys and girls who were ranked lower because of his ranking. Although he had used some tricks to leave alive, he was attacked by a group of Steel-Feathered Warhawks on the way. Those Tier 3 dangerous species had the advantage of air superiority. Mike was lucky to be able to escape, so losing his supplies was not a shameful thing.
Then he turned into Roosevelt Canyon, and when he found himself facing a barren land, Mike wanted to retreat. Unfortunately, a few wild rhinoceroses happened to pass by and discovered Mike chasing after him, forcing the youth in just like that.
Mike had to find another way out. He had had a hard time these past few days. Perhaps God was not going to abandon him. Mike found a lone rhinoceros cub yesterday, which was why he had a full meal today. Now, he still had some rhinoceros meat left. The meat was roasted and air-dried, and it would become his dry rations to walk out of the canyon.
Coupled with the clean water he had stored for the past two days, he didn't have to worry about starving to death before leaving the canyon.
Mike waited quietly, waiting for the moment when the wild rhinoceros fell asleep. However, tonight seemed destined to not be peaceful. Not long after he closed his eyes to sleep, he heard the sound of sand rolling. It was not a sign of a wild rhinoceros passing by, but more like someone was walking over. Mike opened his eyes and immediately pounced on the fire to put out the fire. At a time like this, anyone would be a formidable enemy, and Mike didn't want to cause trouble.
He wasn't in a good state right now.
However, it was too late. The youth had just pounced forward. Before he could approach the fire, a gunshot suddenly sounded from afar, and the cow dung that was used as fuel for the fire suddenly exploded. The sparks splashed on Mike's face, and the youth's eyes immediately burned with anger. At this moment, laughter sounded from the left side of the fork.
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