Data Wasteland

At dawn, the sun slowly rose from the tree canopy. The golden light passed through the dense branches and leaves, like broken gold, dazzling.

The mist lingered in the forest and the dew was gleaming, as if the whole world was waking up.

In the faint morning light, a small hill was slowly moving. The mountains are overgrown with weeds and moss, and the exposed stones are as black as ink, covered with circles of texture, like animal horns.

Seeing it, it turned out to be a huge snapping turtle with a body length of several hundred meters and its back as a mountain. When it moved, the surrounding soil collapsed and the trees fell.

Yesterday at noon, it was asleep when it was awakened by a strange energy. In the dark, it felt that as long as it got this energy, it could evolve again. Helplessly, it just wakes up, its body functions have not fully recovered, its limbs are stiff, and its movement is slow. It had to keep roaring to warn those little guys who intended to approach that it was its prey.

It is the oldest and one of the most powerful beings in this forest. Even if it just wakes up, there are few creatures that dare to fight. It longed for that energy, but it couldn't catch up, and it became more and more angry.

A small river appeared in front of it, and it stretched its head and plunged into the river.

"Hululu..."

In the next instant, the river flowed back, rushing, and it was sucked into the nasal cavity. Immediately afterwards, it raised its head, opened its big crocodile mouth, bulged its chest, and sucked in the air frantically.

In an instant, the grass and leaves flew across the forest, and the soil rolled and turned like a black hole, sucking the surroundings into a vacuum. Finally, it halted hard and shook its head sharply.

"tumultuous!"

A huge jet of water spouted from its mouth, rushing straight ahead. Destroyed, split the sea of ​​trees into two halves.

At the same time, Chen Xing, a few kilometers away, heard a strange scream, like a cannonball piercing the air. Although he was not within the scope of danger perception, he had been a mercenary for more than ten years and had extremely rich experience, and he fell to the ground in the first time.

The moment it touched the soil, a mighty force passed from above. Opening the mountain and breaking the rock, Chen Xing only felt that he was about to be sucked into the air. He clung to the roots of the tree with his hands and hooked his feet, so that he was not lifted out.

After a few seconds, the force dissipated. Looking up, a huge passage appeared in front of him, which was opened out of thin air like a supernatural skill.

Chen Xing saw his scalp numb, and he would be torn to pieces just a little later.

He got up and stumbled forward. The big monster behind him was really terrifying. In the past few hours, he ran for a while and rested, neither daring to get too far away, nor daring to get too close. If you run fast, you will lose the effect of a fox and a tiger, and if you run slow, you will be overtaken by the opponent, trembling, like walking on thin ice.

After running a distance, he leaned under a big tree and closed his eyes to rest. He didn't dare to fall asleep completely, he was afraid that he could not wake up, but his body was extremely exhausted, as if he would faint at any time.

Half asleep and half awake, there was a sudden tingling on the scalp, he struggled to get up, and then he felt a pain in his calf.

He shook his foot subconsciously and stepped back. Looking down, a black scorpion was flaring his teeth and claws, and the blood on the sting was shocking.

Chen Xing drew his gun and shot, and with a "bang", the black scorpion was beaten to pieces. There was a numbness in the calf, and he immediately pulled out the knife and cut open the trousers. The wound was swollen and black.

As soon as his heart fell to the valley, it was icy cold.

This is dying...

He couldn't help thinking that he was already exhausted, and the monster behind had powerful means, but now he was poisoned again, really driving him to death.

He grabbed his hair vigorously, gritted his teeth one last time, took the knife and dropped it, the tip of the knife pierced into the calf, and a jet of black blood spurted out. He dropped the knife, kept squeezing the wound with both hands, squeezing the poisonous blood out until the blood turned bright red, then tore off the trousers and **** his legs.

After treating the wound, he struggled to get up, took out the only two toxin neutralizers from his pockets, put them on his thighs one after another, and gave himself intravenous injections.

The black scorpion is extremely toxic. Even after these treatments, it can only be delayed for a while, and it must be returned to the Orchid Town Hospital to be completely removed.

He could feel his heart jumping tightly, like a rock. The toxin of the black scorpion is blood poison, which will cause human blood pressure to soar, and then rapidly fall, and finally lose the ability to move.

[Dr2612-11-23, am5:03]

[Life Status: Sub-health (Black Scorpion Toxin 9%)]

[Mentality level: 15]

[Protection level: 0 (ordinary clothing)]

[Reminder: Not within the coverage of satellite signal]

He glanced at the black watch, and finally let out a sigh. He did not reach the 10% critical point, which means he still has the ability to move. Then, he found a thick branch, cut it briefly, used it as a cane, and limped forward.

Due to the drastic drop in his speed of action, he dared not stop again, gritted his teeth and rushed. Every once in a while, the monster behind him will fire a water cannon. The power of overwhelming mountains seems to be able to destroy everything.

He just feels that his life is hanging by a thread, and if he relaxes a little, he will die without a place to bury him.

In this way, he walked continuously for a day and night, his eyelids were swollen, his eyes were black and his body was shaky, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he moved forward mechanically. His mind was blank, and he couldn't figure out the direction, so he walked by instinct. The jungle behind him regressed, he just wanted to go back alive, constantly encouraging himself, and the past mercenary career constantly appeared in his mind. Whether it was the icy snow-capped mountains or the hot and humid marsh mud, he had struggled and beaten.

This time, he will definitely be able to go out!

After more than ten hours, he dragged his last breath and finally came to the place where the car was hidden.

"Long live!"

He rushed into the bushes with a hoarse, dry voice. Lifted the camouflage above, climbed to the driving position. There were still a lot of supplies in the car. He found the emergency medical kit and gave himself two injections of antidote. Then he hung the glucose bag on the frame and gave himself a suspension injection.

Then the accelerator stepped on, the engine roared, the wheels turned rapidly, and the body pulled a large leaf and rushed out.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

The roar of the beast in the rear kept ringing, one after another, full of anger and unwillingness.

"Hahaha!" Chen Xing laughed loudly, with tears bursting into his eyes as if he was mad.

For the past two days, he has been walking on the edge of life and death, hanging a sigh, and giving up a little bit, he will fall into the abyss. The pain he endured could not be described in words.

After a while, the vehicle rushed out of the forest and roared along the gravel mountain road.

With it on, Chen Xing's eyelids got heavier and heavier, and finally his head tilted and fell asleep.

The dune buggy went slower and slower and stopped...