At night, in order to collect as many clues as possible, Zhang Zian asked Mrs. Miller about all of Megan's hobbies and habits, as well as Mike's personality and physical characteristics. Mrs. Miller was very cooperative and told him everything she knew. When it was almost midnight, Mrs. Miller went back to her room, and Zhang Zian stayed in the room outside.
Since the public opinion had changed, and the media had made Megan look like a runaway girl, Mrs. Miller had been under a lot of pressure. Plus, she was worried about her daughter's safety. Her nerves were almost broken, but no one was willing to listen to her. Mike, the veteran soldier, believed her, but he was a man of few words. He was not a suitable person to talk to. It was not until she told Zhang Zian everything that she had been suppressing for a long time that she felt a lot more relaxed. It was as if part of the burden on her shoulders had been given to Zhang Zian … So, that night was the only night she had slept soundly in more than half a month.
Zhang Zian did not sleep for too long, mainly because he was not used to the living environment and the forest at night. Also, the deer head specimen was reflected in the fireplace, which was quite creepy. In the end, he found a piece of cloth and covered it before falling asleep. Every time there was a soft sound of dead branches breaking or leaves being trampled on outside the house, he would wake up nervously. However, when he saw that the elfins were sleeping soundly, or at least seemed to be sleeping soundly, he knew that it was just a harmless little animal running by, so he continued to sleep.
Staying in the wooden hut for the night was the perfect transition before entering the forest. Otherwise, if they were to camp in a tent in the forest, the psychological pressure would probably be ten times greater than this. At least they had a sturdy wooden hut as a barrier instead of a thin tent.
The next morning.
When Mrs. Miller opened the door and came out from the back room, he sat up and wiped his face.
There was no running water in the cabin, and all the water had to be brought in by themselves. It was quite inconvenient.
The two of them ate something, and Zhang Zian said goodbye. In the forest, the sky brightened late and darkened early, so they had to make use of the daytime as much as possible to travel.
The cabin could barely receive a cell phone signal, but the signal was not strong enough to go online. He texted the GPS coordinates of the cabin to Snowy, who was still in the United States, and his friends in China.
Mrs. Miller, refreshed by her restful sleep, asked how many days he expected to be out, implying that she would go to the police if he did not.
There were too many problems involved. For example, he was a newbie and had no experience in trekking alone in the forest, so he could not estimate his own walking distance. Also, if he discovered something unusual and continued to track it down, who knew how long it would take. In the end, he vaguely answered that it would take seven days.
After coming here, his heart was as clear as a mirror. If he really encountered some danger and was trapped in the forest, it would be hopeless to count on the police to carry out an efficient search and rescue. If that really happened, it would be useless to call the police.
The hiking backpack had been prepared. It was big and heavy, with tents, moisture-proof mats, pots, bowls, uncooked rice, canned food, compressed dry food, chocolate, and other camping supplies and food. There was even a cat's drinking basin. Zhang Zian had only brought a small amount of drinking water because it was too heavy. Since there was no shortage of water in the Mahogany Forest, the drinking water could be filtered and disinfected.
Famous carried a pouch that contained some of the elfins' food to help lighten his burden.
As soon as he picked up the backpack, he felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back. He almost fell backwards, but Mrs. Miller quickly helped him up.
"It's so heavy. Is it okay?" she asked worriedly.
The way the veteran Mike and Zhang Zian entered the forest was completely different. The former just carried a gun, while the latter almost looked like he was moving a house. She couldn't tell which one made her feel more at ease.
"It's okay. I just lost my balance just now."
Zhang Zian walked a few steps with his hand on the wall. He gradually got the hang of it. He had to lean his body forward at an angle so that the center of gravity of his upper body and the backpack was directly above his legs.
As a novice hiker, he wanted to carry everything with him. He was afraid of leaving something behind or encountering food shortages, which made his backpack heavier and heavier. He wasn't sure how far he could walk in the forest with such a heavy backpack.
It wasn't that he was physically weak, but it was a problem of his ability to adapt. Just like some workers who were used to carrying heavy things, their physical strength wasn't much stronger than his, but their bodies, muscles, and nerves had adapted to it. So they could still walk with heavy things on their backs.
"Let's go, Famous."
He used a trekking stick to help maintain his balance and asked Famous to lead the way.
Famous had slept in the cabin for a night and had already remembered Mike's smell. It barked and ran in front, stopping from time to time to wait for him.
"Take care! Take care of yourself! "Mrs. Miller looked at his back and said," Bring both of them back! "
"Don't worry! Mrs. Miller, you take care too! "
Zhang Zian didn't dare to look back and didn't dare to stop. He was afraid that if he stopped, he wouldn't be able to take another step. He clenched his fists to show his confidence.
The forest was still filled with the morning mist. The air was extremely moist, and the visibility was almost zero more than ten steps away.
The surroundings were very quiet. There wasn't even a bird chirping. It was as quiet as a grave. Only the crackling sound of him stepping on dead branches and his heavy breathing could be heard.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the cabin and Mrs. Miller had long disappeared into the mist. The elfins, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"Meow meow meow! I'm so tired! I'm not walking anymore. I'm going back to my phone to rest! "
Snowy Lionet's short legs stumbled on the dead leaves of the forest. It staggered and was left at the back. Its snow-white fur was also stained with dirt and other dirty things. What was even more disgusting was that there were often earthworms and other things wriggling under the leaves.
Zhang Zian was too lazy to talk. He directly put it back into his phone. This saved him a lot of trouble. He didn't prepare raw beef sirloin for it anyway.
Old Time Tea was the first to ask, "Zian, is that elfin still there?"
"Yes." Zhang Zian looked down at his phone, panting. "I checked it a few times last night, and it's still the same now. It's staying in this forest, far ahead. It's moving very slowly. It's moving in an S-shape in the forest, as if it's searching for something."
"Hiss … If that's the case, it might be a little bad …" Old Time Tea took a deep breath and didn't say anything.
Richard couldn't stand on Zhang Zian's shoulder. It could only stand on the top of the backpack, where it had a wider view. It jumped and said, "Quack! Why do you say that? "
Zhang Zian answered for Old Time Tea, "Because this elfin has been staying for too long and its range of movement is too wide. It ran all the way from San Francisco to here. It neither disappeared nor was it caught, so it is likely to attract other players."
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