After jumping down from the leaf, the players headed north. (For them, it was the same no matter where they went. Only the creatures of this universe could tell the direction of the island.)
The further they were from the Silkworm Mother's nest, the wider the crystal path became, and the number of forks decreased correspondingly.
After walking for half an hour, the four of them arrived at a spacious area.
Then, they stopped and officially started to rest …
"Ah …" Atobe lay down again. "This time, I'm not leaving even if you kill me. Let me lie down for at least two hours."
"I agree wholeheartedly," Flying Horse added. As he spoke, he also lay down.
On the other side, Hong Hu leaned against the wall and said, "I feel blisters forming on the soles of my feet … but I can't remove my shoes, and I can't see anything strange in my status bar."
"Ha … Then, just bear with it." Feng Bujue laughed.
Hong Hu sighed. "Hmm … This reminds me. Next time, when I go shopping for fashion, I'd better choose sports shoes. He was currently wearing cloth boots."
"Er …" After Brother Ma took several deep breaths on the ground, he asked, "Are you guys hungry? I feel like I have a craving for food again … "
"Ah, I feel the same." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully. "It has been less than three hours since we last ate, so theoretically speaking … the hunger shouldn't be so obvious. Looks like the hunger effect in this scenario is much faster than in real life … "
"Perhaps it's because we're exhausted," Atobe said. "And … we weren't even full from the previous meal …"
"Impossible." Feng Bujue denied it immediately. "I'm not like you guys, who have a desire for food due to psychological resistance," he said proudly. "I only stopped when I was ninety percent full."
"What are you trying to say?" Atobe narrowed his eyes. "Are you trying to say that you're a maniac who eats people whole?"
"No, Brother Feng is trying to say something about the rhythm of eating …" Hong Hu interrupted.
Feng Bujue snapped his fingers and added, "That's right. As you can see, I, who am 90% full, and you, who are only 60% full … will feel hungry again at about the same time." As he spoke, he took something out from his backpack.
As soon as they saw what he took out, the expressions of his teammates changed.
"Hey, hey! There's no need for that, right? " Atobe was the first to yell. "Don't we already have the lamb? Why are you taking out Walkerr's body?"
"First of all, these are not body parts. They are food reserves that I roasted and stored," Feng Bujue replied calmly. "Secondly, don't worry … I'm not going to eat them. Even if you want to eat, I won't force you to. " He raised the piece of meat and placed it on his palm. "I'm taking this piece of meat out for an explanation."
"Fine …" Atobe replied helplessly. He understood that even if he said something bad, he wouldn't be able to stop this madman's actions …
"This piece of meat was cut from Walkerr's back, the tenderloin." Feng Bujue continued. "Based on my estimation …" He actually weighed it in his hand before saying, "It weighs between 540 grams and 570 grams."
"Can you please get to the point? Stop doing this …" Even Brother Ma held his forehead to advise him.
"Stop what?" Brother Jue shrugged.
"Stop doing something so scary like this …" Hong Hu added. "Perhaps it might seem like nothing to you, but you have to consider the feelings of normal people like us. You're holding a piece of meat cut from a humanoid creature and describing its weight and location like a professional butcher. That will scare people … "
"Okay, okay …" Feng Bujue accepted the advice, but he had no intention of changing his mind. "In any case, just pretend that this piece of meat is 550 grams." He gestured with his finger on the meat and said, "In the sacrificial hall, the portion I ate was about 500 grams, and each of you only ate less than 350 grams." He paused for a moment, "But now, we feel hungry almost at the same time …"
At this point, Feng Bujue raised his eyes to look at his teammates. "Have you noticed the problem?"
"Your appetite is thirty percent bigger than ours?" Brother Ma used his elementary school mathematics knowledge to answer.
His answer was so ridiculous that Feng Bujue did not even bother to argue with him.
"I get it now …" Hong Hu seemed to have come to a conclusion. "Eating ninety percent full and sixty percent full is essentially the same thing …"
"Yes." Feng Bujue nodded. "We should have thought of that a long time ago. This game does not have a setting related to excretion, so the process of us digesting food … cannot be completely simulated." "Obviously, in this scenario, the so-called 'eating' is merely a way to relieve the feeling of hunger. It has nothing to do with 'intake of nutrients or metabolism'." He put the piece of meat away. "In a way … we are very similar to zombies. We eat purely because we are hungry."
"So … it doesn't matter how much we eat?" Atobe asked.
"That is not necessarily the case." Feng Bujue answered. "I believe … to temporarily eliminate the negative effect of hunger, we have to eat until we are at least fifty percent full. After that, the feeling of hunger will disappear, and if we continue to eat, we will be rushing toward the feeling of 'fullness'." He scratched his chin. "Therefore, I suggest … every time we eat, we only eat until we are half full."
"I agree." Hong Hu was quick to agree. "That way, as long as the amount of food remains the same, we can maintain this state for a longer time."
"Whatever, fifty percent is fine. Come on, let's barbecue the lamb!" Flying Horse said as he pulled himself up from the ground.
"Fine …" As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out the branch from the Tree of Mockery and was ready to start a fire. "If I ask you to eat Walkerr's meat now, I don't think any of you will agree …"
…
At the same time, on the Ku Ye.
Bill stood on the leaf and yelled at Billy, who was below him, "Am I supposed to just roll up like this?"
It was unknown when, but there were many bloody skeletons on the nearby crystal path. Most of them were beasts that had come from other places. Some were attracted by the smell of blood, some by the smell of death, and some … were there to take over the position of the mother silkworm.
However, they were all killed by Bill without exception. After all, these creatures were only living creatures on the Defiant Island. Even the mother silkworm was the most powerful among them, but compared to the prisoners on the island … there was still a gap.
Even Risende, who the players encountered first, was as powerful as the mother silkworm. Not to mention the hidden boss, Fu Ling. If Fu Ling was sealed, it would not take much effort to push the mother silkworm into the feces and drown it …
"How can you roll it up?" Billy replied from below. "Do you think this is a natto roll? If you do this, the body parts will come out from both ends. "
"Then what should I do?" Bill asked.
"Wrap it up like how you wrap a dumpling," Billy replied.
"Er …" Bill thought for a few seconds, and a confused expression appeared on his face. "But there is no thread to tie the dumpling."
"Can't you just use the vine monster that you killed earlier to tie it up?" Billy asked again.
"Huh? That's right. "Bill's face was filled with XD emoticons." Haha! Using local materials. "
"Sigh …" Billy shook his head. "He's still so unreliable, and he doesn't like to use his brain …" He sighed. "Hopefully, staying with the Count of Script for some time will help him grow …"
Bill, who was high up, did not hear his brother's nagging. He was using his fingers to cut the leaves of the phoraphobia.
The phoraphobia was naturally not a normal large leaf, or else the mother silkworm would not have chosen this place as her nest. In terms of hardness, the phoraphobia was not as tough as the crystals around it, but its' tenacity 'was amazing. No matter the kind of damage, the phoraphobia could repair itself in a short amount of time. For the mother silkworm, when she could not catch any prey, this leaf was her breakfast, lunch, and dinner … and it could never be finished.
At that moment, Bill planned to use this characteristic of the phoraphobia to cut and pull out one of the leaves to wrap up the mother silkworm's body.
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
With the sound of metal rubbing against leather, the cutting started.
Bill's fingers could transform to a certain extent. As long as he wanted, his five fingers could transform into five small chainsaws (small was relatively speaking, the width of one of Bill's fingers was close to that of a human's palm), or five hammers, five screwdrivers, and so on … These little tricks were nothing to him.
He sawed as he walked, and as he pulled, he moved around the mother silkworm's body, working slowly.
When the phoraphobia was damaged, it started to heal itself. The layer of leaf meat on its surface had just been peeled off, and new plant fibers had started to grow out from the cut. Therefore, there was no need to worry about the leaf falling from the sky.
Soon, Bill finished the preparation. He used the leaf meat that he had cut out to wrap up the mother silkworm's body … Soon, he had wrapped all the pieces of the mother silkworm's body into a triangular leaf dumpling.
Billy, who was watching from below, saw that his brother's hands were too busy, so he used his psychokinesis to help. He waved his finger, and the body of the vine monster was pulled into a neat long strip. It flew up to the phoraphobia to finish the binding.
"Okay, it's done." Bill stood next to the big phoraphobia and patted the thing beside him with a sense of accomplishment.
"Pick it up and follow me," Billy said.
"Huh?" Bill was startled. "We're still not leaving this island?"
"Yes." Billy lowered his head to look at his watch. "I still have to visit someone … and then we'll leave …"
…
"I say … does this count as night falling?" Unrestrained Pegasus asked as he looked at the dimming crystals around them.
By then, the players had finished their food and had rested for one and a half hours.
For the first ten minutes, they were still nervous, afraid that the system would give them an AFK-like evaluation. But … half an hour passed, and there was still no response. Everyone sighed in relief. It looked like in this scenario, the system approved of the act of 'resting'.
"Who knows …" Feng Bujue replied. "There is no sun, moon, or stars in the sky …" He added in his mind, "Perhaps there is no concept of 'sky' here. Who knows what we will see when we lift our heads up? Who knew what the flow of time was like here? Perhaps one night here is thirty hours long; perhaps the reflection in the sky is the real Devil's Maw Island and this place we are in is just a mirror; or perhaps … the creatures here will transform at night … "
"For us who cannot even differentiate north from south, east from west, we are indeed helpless …" Hong Hu added.
"Hmm … fine …" Unrestrained Pegasus placed his hands behind his head. "It does not matter. Even if all these crystals stop shining, we still have the fire and other lighting devices."
"The problem is …" Feng Bujue's eyes shifted slightly. "If the entire Crystal Maze is completely dark, is it really a good idea for us to stay close to the light source?"
"Yes … that will attract monsters," Atobe added.
Hong Hu added, "Yes … If there is a so-called 'night' here, then there will be 'nocturnal creatures' as well. If that happens … it is indeed inappropriate for us to stay close to such an obvious source of light. "
"Then … how is everyone's Stamina Points recovering?" Feng Bujue suddenly asked.
"It's much better than I expected. It's already at 60%," Ambitionist replied.
"Me too," Atobe added.
"About the same," Unrestrained Pegasus added.
"Okay, then let's prepare to depart," Feng Bujue said as he stood up and patted the crystal dust off his body.
"Huh?" Atobe said with surprise. "Hey … the surroundings are getting darker."
"That's why we have to move …" Feng Bujue replied. "Our human eyes are not used to darkness. No matter what, we need light to see. Whether we stay where we are or keep moving, the lights will not go off either way … If that's the case, why don't we use our flashlights to scout ahead? "
"Hmm." Unrestrained Pegasus also stood up and stretched his body. "We have stayed here for long enough; it's time to move."
"Staying where we are or leaving … which is more dangerous?" Hong Hu asked. "I have my reservations …" He turned to Atobe. "Atobe, what do you think?"
Atobe was stunned. He had become the decision-maker; this was a rare situation.
"I …" Atobe hesitated before saying, "I think … we should go … We have to complete the mission."
Actually, he did not think too much about it; he was leaning toward Feng Bujue's side. At that moment, instead of following his instinct, he would rather follow his Brother Jue's plan.
Thus, under the principle of majority rule, Ambitionist also accepted the suggestion to take action, and the four of them set off again.
What they did not know was … the scariest danger in the scenario was slowly approaching …
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