Sinmonger Chapter 8: Try again
John leaned against the tree in frustration, clutching his hair in both hands: "It's a curse! This place is cursed! This **** rainforest! It must be like this! So all the instruments, the compass, are all useless! We're done, haha, we're done!" He laughed, once again becoming the man in a cannibal cage desperately waiting to die. Of course, after experiencing such a grotesque and terrifying accident, this is also the reaction that a normal person should have.
The gunsmith remained calm: "Rather than attribute it to supernatural phenomena, it is better to make some reasonable guesses. In my opinion, this is likely to be artificial."
John's eyes widened, he stepped forward to grab the gunsmith's collar, and asked excitedly, "Do you know what's going on here?" He looked like a madman at the moment.
The gunsmith said: "First of all, this may be someone with super powers. You have seen my power. There are all kinds of powers in the world. How many powers are there? It's impossible to count, and it's not difficult to do just now, maybe we're just confused by some kind of blindfold, or the brain is disturbed."
John let go of his hand, he calmed down a little, the gunsmith's words made sense, isn't it more likely than those terrifying curses imagined?
The gunsmith continued: "In addition, regarding space folding, it can be achieved through machinery. At the top of the empire, it is not that there is no such technology..."
When he said this, he suddenly remembered Tianyi's bookstore. When he made the transfer device for that bookstore, the gunsmith had been exposed to the advanced science related to space. Until the completion, he did not understand Tianyi. Where did the technical information given to him come from? This scientific ability far exceeds the level that humans should have at this stage.
Later, the gunsmith became the weapon consultant of the empire. He thought that the secret technology of the empire was the source of all kinds of evil things in Tianyi's eccentric bookstore, but after in-depth understanding, he found that the two were far from each other. , are fundamentally different systems.
John was stunned when he saw the gunsmith, and didn't know if he should interrupt. After a while, he snapped **** and waved in front of the gunsmith, "Hey! Charles! Are you alright?!"
The gunsmith came back to his senses: "Oh, nothing, think of something." He continued the topic just now: "Anyway, you don't have to panic too much, it's just that you couldn't cross the river, instead of being overwhelmed and giving up on yourself, Why don't you think about your next plan."
At this time, John basically recovered from the initial shock and panic. He calmed down and wiped his face with rainwater: "I'm afraid it won't work to continue on the road. The rain is so heavy that it took a while to cross the river just now. Too much stamina and worst of all, the visibility is getting lower and lower, I'm afraid it will be pitch black in a few hours."
"Well, let's find a place to hide from the rain first." The gunsmith responded and set off immediately.
Naturally, John couldn't have been standing in the rain in his muddy clothes, so he quickly followed.
The terrain of the rainforest is uneven and undulating. It took them more than ten minutes to find a suitable land. It was backed by a cliff, and the sloping and protruding mountain walls on the top of the head were just enough to block the rain a few meters away. While crouching in this narrow shelter from the rain was uncomfortable, it was better than standing outside.
The failed river crossing just now was really a painstaking effort, a 200-meter wading run and a 200-meter dressing freestyle. When I landed, I found myself still in the same place with pouring rain on my head. The most terrifying thing was my eyesight. Beyond the reach, there is an unknown force that seems to be watching them all the time, trying to prevent them from leaving this rainforest.
Even though the sky is dark with clouds, the surroundings are not completely dark, which means that the sun has not yet set. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. When the rain is lighter, the two have to find another hidden and safe place before they dare to make a fire and rest.
They didn't wait too long. About an hour later, the setting sun pierced through the clouds and the dense forest, and both of them couldn't help but be glad that the rain was short.
After this period of rest, and the rain and the weather, John's mood has risen a lot. After encountering a series of tragedies, his nerve tenacity can be described as a thousand miles, and his recovery speed is much faster. Of course, he is far from the gunsmith. This kind of unpredictable realm is almost there.
Not long after, the two returned to the river. The water level at this time was very high, but it looked calm and the current was relatively gentle. The gunsmith proposed to try to cross the river again, but this time they had to swim the whole way.
And John's suggestion is to build a raft, which can greatly reduce the risk. You must know that there may be piranhas passing by in the river. Besides, riding a raft not only saves physical strength, but also allows you to clearly see the scenery on both sides of the river when crossing the river. If there are people hiding in the dark, they can master more details.
The gunsmith agreed to this idea. At this time, he was already very tired. He thought to himself: If he was really bound by the folding space, the physical strength of building a raft would be more cost-effective than swimming back and forth N times.
Then John proposed to let the gunsmith use his super power to turn into two machetes, which can not only cut down trees but also defend themselves, and when they cross the jungle in the future, with a machete in hand, John can help clear the way.
The gunsmith readily agreed, but he couldn't find any similar materials for a long time. In desperation, he could only grab a lump of mud and start accumulating power. After 20 minutes, he finally finished one.
"You go and chop down the tree first, and I'll help you when I finish my own~IndoMTL.com~ The gunsmith handed the knife to John.
John replied, "You didn't get a scabbard by the way?"
The gunsmith said: "Get out of the way, go kill a crocodile and make it with skin."
John smiled and went to chop down the tree alone.
The ability of "alchemy" is very troublesome. Fortunately, the machete is not a complex precision machine. Otherwise, in the current state of the gunsmith, it may not be able to make things of this size.
Twenty minutes later, when the gunsmith's second machete came out, ready to help John, the guy had already got all the wood he needed, and his hands and feet were really neat.
"The buoyancy of these logs should be enough to support two people, and the oars are ready. Let's get some sturdy vines, repair them with a knife, and tie the raft." When John said this, the matter had already Made most of it.
The trees he selected were of moderate thickness. When he chopped the trees, he had already calculated the length and cut off the extra branches, so there was not much work left for the gunsmith. Thinking about it, John also saw that the gunsmith's superpower was very laborious, so he quietly took over all the work that he could.
Seeing that the sun is gradually sloping down to the west, the raft is also completed at this time. The two have not put down their guard for this period of time, but neither cannibals nor black creatures have appeared. The biggest danger is a few passing by and making soy sauce. Just a snake.
The raft was lowered into the water, and it didn't sink. The two of them sat on the paddle, but it didn't sink. There was no problem.
John paddled the waterway: "It's getting dark, if it's really hard to get through, we can consider changing the waterway and going down the river to stay away from here."
The gunsmith waved his oar on the other side, silently, and he looked back at the gradually receding river bank, but the ominous foreboding in his heart did not weaken in the slightest.