Chapter 25 You Can’t Live without Going Crazy.

In fact, Feng Jun's idea cannot withstand scrutiny, and it will cause great trouble for the generator.

As mentioned above, the sound of diesel power generation is very loud and can be heard far away at night. It would be terrible if it attracts some ferocious beasts.

What's worse is attracting the same kind. In the wilderness, humans are probably much more terrifying than beasts.

After smoking a cigarette, Feng Jun set off fully armed. This time he even put on a helmet. He had a dogleg knife in his left hand and a rubber stick in his right hand. He carried a powerful crossbow behind his back, an electric baton hung around his waist, and an electric baton on the outside of his thigh. There is a dagger tied to each leg gaiter.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Feng Jun's face was full of wind and frost, and his body also stank of sweat.

The work of searching mountains was more difficult than he imagined.

He didn't need to stick to the ground to explore, he just took a quick look and felt whether there was any heat on his wrist. So in these ten days, he had searched a circle with a radius of thirty miles with the warehouse as the center.

However, he found nothing!

He did encounter some dangers. He fell into a cave, but luckily the cave was not deep. He stepped on a dead branch, and an unknown insect bit him severely. Fortunately, the skin he wore was The boots are lined with steel plates.

The insect only bit through the surface of the cowhide, leaving two rows of fine impressions on the steel plate.

What was particularly terrifying was that he once encountered a large group of mosquito-like insects next to a bush, making the area completely black.

The insect looks like a mosquito, but is about the size of a dragonfly. Its long, slender mouth shows that they suck blood—or at least plant juices.

Fortunately, among the supplies Feng Jun purchased, there was tear gas - yes, the shopkeeper of Taotao.com did have such private goods, but what is certain is that they are definitely not standard ones, but imitations. .

In fact, it is not uncommon for such a thing to appear, and when Feng Jun was purchasing it, he asked the shopkeeper for "smoke bombs" and said that if his crew wanted to use them for filming, it would be best to add a "tear-jerking effect" .

The shopkeeper said that if it had a tear-jerking effect, the price would be a bit...ahem, you know.

Feng Jun bought five cans of this thing and took two cans with him.

Fortunately, I brought two cans, but one of them did not react at all when I opened it. Taotao.com is indeed a distribution center for counterfeit and shoddy goods.

Fortunately, the other can was very good, and thick white smoke came out instantly.

This was the first time tear gas appeared in this space, and the effect was extremely obvious. Those mosquitoes were very rampant, like wasps that had been stabbed in the honeycomb, rushing towards Feng Jun with a desperate momentum.

But with the thick smoke, the black cloud of mosquitoes suddenly stagnated.

Some mosquitoes, either because they couldn't stop themselves or because they didn't believe in evil, rushed into the white smoke and then fell to the ground with crackling sounds.

When they fell, their transparent wings made a weird vibration sound, which seemed to be a warning. Then, the white smoke began to spread, and some of the unresponsive mosquitoes also fell to the ground.

Next, the black clouds quickly retreated, like snow and ice.

When it was discovered that the white smoke was still spreading, the black cloud turned and rolled directly into the distance, retreating without looking back.

At that time, Feng Jun couldn't stand it anymore. He finally coughed violently, with tears streaming down his face, "Ahem... Hold the grass, I forgot to buy a gas mask."

Anyway, after these ten days, Feng Jun has lost a lot of weight. What he has to consider now is whether to continue here or to continue exploring in another place?

Seeing that there were less than 80 bottles of mineral water left, he decided to travel far. When he came, he brought a full 120 bottles of 1.25 liters of mineral water, which totaled 240 kilograms.

What he was thinking was that even if I drank two and a half bottles a day, I could still drink for forty or fifty days. Who would have thought that while hiking under the scorching sun, he would have to drink at least three bottles of water a day. If he had a kettle to boil water at night, he could still drink more. Order hot tea to ward off the cold.

Water is a problem, and gasoline is also a problem, but its problem is exactly the opposite of water. There is a lot of gasoline left. If it is not used at this time, it will be a long time before the next use.

In fact, Feng Jun couldn't bear it anymore at this time. He didn't know if he smelled bad, but he was very sure that the locks of his hair were stuck together and he couldn't comb them away with a comb.

How he longed to sleep in a quiet room without shivering in a blanket, without having to worry about the tent being blown away by the howling wind, or having to worry about inexplicable small animals wandering in in the middle of the night.

He never realized that having a stable and peaceful room was so valuable.

To be honest, it was really uncomfortable to be alone in the wild, and he really couldn't hold it any longer.

If I had known this was the case, even if I brought a mobile phone in, I could at least play a small game like Lian Lian Kan.

However, despite so many complaints, he still insisted on continuing the expedition for only one reason. There was not much energy left. When he went back this time, he only had about twenty energy points, which could only guarantee him one smuggling operation. Goods, a bit hanging twice.

He has a sense of urgency to seize the moment. He is in the best days of his life and wants to get rich and enjoy life as soon as possible.

Besides, whether the adventure brought by this stone ring can accompany him for the rest of his life is another matter.

That night, he had a delicious meal, drank a rare bottle of Fenjiu, and had a relatively sound sleep.

Early the next morning, when his genius showed up, he got on his motorcycle, took most of the remaining water and half of the gasoline, fully armed, and staggered toward the unknown adventure.

After ten days of observation, he found that there seemed to be valleys and plains on the south side of the mountain, so he chose this direction.

The weight of the motorcycle at this moment was close to 250 kilograms. Even the modified body was a little overwhelmed. The uneven ground made traveling extremely difficult.

Especially the weight at the rear of the car was too heavy, and he often felt like he couldn't hold the front of the car when there was an occasional bump.

Next time you come in, be sure to bring a modified, super heavy-duty motorcycle with a luggage rack welded to the front of the bike.

He secretly made up his mind.

Just stumbling along this way, by noon, he had traveled almost two hundred miles.

At this time, he had entered the valley. There were many branches in the valley. It could be seen that it used to be a river, but it has dried up now. Occasionally, shells can be seen in the gaps between the cobblestones.

The sea has changed, this is really normal. Since there is Gobi in the west, it is not that uncommon for the river here to dry up.

Feng Jun did not explore those small valleys. Now he had no map, and he did not even have a clear sense of direction. In this case, exploring the branches of the valleys was no different from seeking death.

As a former amateur traveler, he is quite clear about this knowledge. Although he is very confident in his memory and knowing the way is also his specialty, he has no intention to challenge the experience summarized by his predecessors through blood and tears.

He is a thoughtful person. In the process of advancing, every sixty or seventy miles, he will not only stop and look around, but also bury some food and water for retrieval when he comes back.

If the motorcycle breaks down on the way, he must rely on these pre-collected supplies if he wants to come back safely.

Of course, he can exit the space at any time and return to the place he rented, but the cost of doing so is too high, and he will not do it unless it is a last resort.

By evening, Feng Jun estimated that he had walked more than four hundred miles, or two hundred kilometers.

The river valley is winding, and it's hard to say whether it's a hundred kilometers long in a straight line.

With the reduction of supplies on board, the driving of motorcycles has become much more flexible and less strenuous.

However, Feng Jun decided to set up camp in the evening. He chose a sunken spot on the hillside beside the river valley and pitched his tent. This was common sense - the wind in the middle of the river valley was really too strong.

Sure enough, as soon as the sun went down, the wind in the valley suddenly became stronger. Especially in the early morning, the howling cold wind seemed to be the only thing in the world, and it was earth-shaking and shrill.

Just by listening to the sound, Feng Jun could tell that the wind force was at least level seven.

But he was also very proud, because the place he chose was really good. The river wind basically had no effect here. Occasionally, there would be a gust of wind, which was like level 2 or 3.

At dawn the next day, the wind dropped a lot, so he packed his bags and continued to set off.

He had already planned to explore the road for two to three days and return regardless of whether there was any harvest. Otherwise, he would not be able to guarantee the supply of supplies.

This river valley is really winding. Who knows how far we have to go out?

At most, four more days of exploration is the bottom line of his plan.

The interesting thing is that he just made the decision, and by noon, he made a discovery. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

At that time, he paused next to a big rock, planning to look around and then choose a place to bury a small amount of water.

But while looking around, he discovered a human skeleton.

Along the way, he saw human bones more than once or twice. This place was extremely desolate, and it was once a river with abundant water. Fish bones, tortoise shells and broken shells could all be seen. Why not human bones?

However, this human skeleton was too close to him, and there was something like an iron chain tied to the skeleton.

Feng Jun knew in his heart that if he encountered such a human skeleton in the wilderness before he had an adventure, he would be scared to death and would never have the courage to step forward and take a closer look.

But now, he stepped forward and kicked the human bones apart without feeling any discomfort.

It can be seen from this that people's courage is tempered. Once you see something too often, you will become accustomed to it.

Heroes are just like ordinary people, and so are corpses.

The bones were very weathered. They had not fallen apart in the river wind over the years, so they were already in good condition. Now that they were kicked, they fell apart immediately.

However, the chain was quite strong and did not fall apart.

"Huh?" Feng Jun frowned and looked at the other end of the chain. What seemed to be tied to it?

In fact, it's nothing, just a large irregular stone, the size of a human head, relatively flat, but...this color?

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