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Chapter 823

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He used his sharp limbs to dig the body out of the soil. It was a man with flaxen hair and a western face from the old era. He had a high nose and deep eye sockets. His face was pale and the blood that overflowed from his mouth and nose had covered most of his face. The blood stains had long dried up. There were no injuries on his body. It seemed that he was suffocated to death by being pressed alive.

Dean looked at the clothes on his body. The upper body was an animal skin. There was a string of vertical bones hanging from his neck. There was an oval scale sewn on the chest of the animal skin. It seemed to be used to defend against frontal attacks. He was holding a conical fang in his hand. The handle was rough and the tip was sharp. In addition, there was a water bag and backpack on his back. But they had long been flattened.

This primitive dress made Dean's heart ripple. It reminded him of the barbarians who were banished to the radiation zone of the outer wall. Did it mean that there was a group of barbarians in the world outside the wall?

Judging from the rancid smell of the corpse, it should be less than two days since he died. Dean used his sharp limbs to cut open the corpse. He looked at the bone density. It wasn't hard. It was estimated that it was comparable to a senior hunter. Such strength in the abyss was as small as a reptile. He would become food for any monster. But such a small existence unexpectedly appeared here!

Dean couldn't imagine how he survived here. Of course, he couldn't use the word 'survive' to describe it. But it was not difficult to see from the dirty body and the dense dust in his hair and pores that he had lived in the harsh conditions of the wilderness for a long time. It was likely that he was born and raised here!

"There are people living in the abyss. Moreover, it isn't an abyss walker. It's such a weak person. They must have a special way to hide here and know how to avoid the monsters here." Dean's heart suddenly became hot. If he could find these people and learn from them how to survive in the abyss, it would certainly help to improve his success rate of crossing the abyss.

Thinking of this, his mind suddenly became active. He carefully examined the things on the body and opened the bag that was flattened. There were some leaves and flowers inside, but they were all flattened. In addition, there was also the corpse of an insect wrapped in a cloth that had been pressed into a pulp.

Dean saw the insect's corpse. He thought of the Mythical Worm. But the insect's corpse didn't emit the slightest smell of Mythical Worm powder.

He thought about it and put away the bug's body. He also put away his backpack. He searched the body again, but he didn't find anything that could help him avoid the monster.

After pondering for a moment, he squatted down and took the vertical bone necklace from his neck. Then, he dug a deep pit and buried the corpse.

After doing this, he raised his head and looked around. He saw many red dots among the flowers. They were about the length of a finger. They were the poisonous insects in the jungle. They could easily climb onto him when he was moving through the jungle. In addition, there were no other large heat reactions.

"This person's strength is low. He shouldn't dare to move too far away from his residence. He came out to look for food. A hunter's footsteps won't be too fast. His residence should be nearby." Dean thought. He took Aisha and controlled the two Undeads to open the way in front. He was ready to search within a radius of a hundred miles around the corpse.

He walked very cautiously, always observing the heat reaction within his field of vision. It must be known that this person died not long ago, but he was trampled to death by the huge footprint, indicating that the owner of the footprint was likely to be wandering nearby.

Dean followed the footprint forward. Along the way, he saw a lot of traces of trees being trampled flat and some monsters being trampled to death. After walking for seven or eight miles, Dean finally saw the owner of the footprint. Looking from afar, it was like a 20-30 meters hill crawling on the wasteland. Its whole body was dark and hairy. It was like a lump of fat meat curled up together. At the moment, it seemed to be resting and sleeping.

Dean didn't dare to go forward and disturb it. The intensity of the heat source emitted by this thing was the most terrifying he had seen so far. It was more than twice the intensity of the Rock scale python he had seen before. It was estimated that it was at the peak of the sovereign level.

Fortunately, this thing seemed to be sleeping soundly and didn't move at all.

Dean didn't dare to stay any longer. He controlled the two Undeads to take a detour and leave from another place.

Dean searched around the mountain where the man's body was buried. In addition to the huge mountain of meat monster, he also met two monsters of the same level as the Rock scale python. But he avoided them and didn't notice them. After all, compared with these monsters, he was too small. Even if the ordinary monsters noticed him, they wouldn't be interested in hunting him.

It was the same as a lion not catching ants and bugs to eat.

Moreover, Dean's breath was restrained, and the heat he emitted was extremely low. In addition, he was smeared with Walking Dead powder, so he could disguise himself as an Undead. Therefore, the three sovereign monsters he met on the way did not take the initiative to chase him.

On the contrary, some monsters of the Pioneer level or even lower level directly chased him and the two Undeads he controlled.

Dean didn't show any mercy to these monsters who could be killed in an instant. After quickly killing them, he immediately turned to other places, so as not to attract more monsters and cause unnecessary trouble.

On the third day, Dean came to a lake.

The lake was blue and vast. Seeing such a pure water lake, Dean suddenly understood. No wonder he followed the trace to this place. It was not surprising that there were people living in a place with such a pure water source.

In the past three days, he searched everywhere. Although he didn't meet the man's companions, he found some footprints of their companions. The reason why he judged these footprints belonged to their companions was because the shape of the footprints was similar. He remembered the shape of the man's boots, and these footprints were made by the same boots.

The number of footprints was messy, big and small, indicating that there were more than one or two people. Dean found at least eight people from the footprints.

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