Forester

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Shicheng is only 100 kilometers away from Wuyang City. Home is just around the corner.

After shooting Li Yuan, Mu Yan confiscated their bullets and turned around and left.

But at this time, a whistle sounded outside the forest. It seemed that the gunfight here had alerted the local police. Mu Yan did not dare to stop, and immediately ran towards the depths of the forest.

Walking through the forest, Mu Yan found a thick layer of ash on the muddy ground. It seemed that someone had tried to set fire to this dense forest, but the plants and trees seemed to have regained their vitality in a very short period of time, becoming taller and denser.

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In addition to the charcoal, there was also a strong smell of herbicide in the forest. Apparently, setting fire to it failed, so they used herbicide, but the herbicide seemed to have no effect on these extremely vigorous plants.

The dense forest was unexpectedly vast. After Mu Yan got rid of the local police, he walked through it for more than an hour and still couldn't find the exit. Just when Mu Yan started to get anxious, not far away, two snakes were swallowing snake letters and heading towards him.

He swam over quickly.

The head is triangular, covered with scales, the scales are ribbed, the back is grass green, the abdomen is light yellow, and the tail end is reddish brown. The body is as thick as a baby's arm, and the body is nearly two meters long.

Bamboo leaves are green!

Two two-meter-long green snakes with bamboo leaves!

Mu Yan recognized the type of snake and couldn't help but frown slightly.

This world is really crazy. Venomous snakes can grow to such a large size. If this appeared in residential areas, there would probably be a lot of casualties of humans and animals.

The green bamboo leaf snake is venomous. Although it is only two meters long, it is a hundred times more dangerous than the non-venomous Indian python. Mu Yan did not dare to be careless. He held the Gurkha scimitar in his hand and backed away slowly.

Soon, two green snakes with bamboo leaves swam over. They flew up unscrupulously and bit Mu Yan.

Mu Yan had been waiting for a long time. When he saw this, he slashed down the Gurkha scimitar in his hand like lightning, and immediately cut off a green bamboo snake in half.

But at the same time, another green bamboo-leaf snake had already rushed towards him. Mu Yan was shocked and immediately fell sideways. Mu Yan and the green bamboo-leaf snake landed at the same time, and then launched attacks almost at the same time. Mu Yan's Gurkha Scimitar

Finally, he was one step ahead of it and struck it first, splitting it into two pieces.

After killing two green bamboo snakes, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have to get out of this damn place quickly."

Mu Yan glanced at the dense forest and left quickly.

More than an hour later, Mu Yan finally walked out of the dense forest, but what he saw didn't make him happy at all.

The row of houses has long been empty. They are buried in tall weeds. The main structures are dilapidated and have obviously been washed away by flooding.

"It seems that for mankind, the real danger in this drastic change sweeping the world is not the wildly growing vegetation or the vicious beasts, but the floods that are more ruthless than the beasts."

"It's just that the mysterious clear water can promote the evolution of vegetation and beasts. This is understandable, but how can it affect the climate? Such a terrifying flood has been rare in the past!"

"If this is the case in the Pearl River Basin, what will happen in the Yangtze River and Yellow River Basin, which are directly affected by the melting water of glaciers in the Himalayas?"

Although Mu Yan was mentally prepared for the damage caused by floods when he saw the criss-crossing ravines on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, he was still shocked when he saw the ruins of the continuous villages in front of him.

"This is not a drastic change, this is simply a catastrophe, a catastrophe so terrifying that it will exterminate mankind."

Mu Yan stood numbly among the weeds, looking at the dilapidated village with a sad expression.

After a long moment of silence, Mu Yan left the village and walked outside along the road buried in the tall weeds.

But not far away, Mu Yan suddenly heard a violent tiger roar.

Tiger! How could there be a tiger here?

Mu Yan was so startled that he immediately followed the source of the sound.

Not long after, Mu Yan saw a huge tiger lying on the ground in the grass, eating its prey. The body was nearly 4 meters long, the tail was over 1 meter long, and it weighed about 500 kilograms. The fur was brown and yellow, and its back and sides were

It has multiple horizontal black narrow stripes, close to each other in the shape of willow leaves. The head is large and round. The several black horizontal stripes on the forehead are connected in the middle, which closely resembles the word "王". It is a head with the reputation of "King of the Jungle".

Siberian tiger.

It turned out to be a Siberian tiger. Did it escape from the zoo?

The Siberian tiger has a keen sense of smell. When Mu Yan discovered it, it also discovered Mu Yan. However, it suddenly jumped up and took a few quick steps towards Mu Yan. Then it stopped and let out a low roar at Mu Yan.

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Mu Yan was shocked and immediately drew his pistol and aimed it at the Siberian tiger's head. As long as it dared to act rashly, Mu Yan would kill it without hesitation.

Seeing Mu Yan holding a gun, the Siberian tiger hesitated and growled a few times, then rushed into the dense forest nearby and disappeared.

"It seems that the comfortable life in the zoo has worn away the wildness of its 'King of the Jungle'. Even though it has gained strength through evolution, the wildness in its bones has not returned yet."

Looking at the direction in which the Siberian tiger was leaving, Mu Yan sighed, and then stepped forward to check its prey. It was a large white domestic pig, with half of its body eaten away.

Mu Yan shook his head and immediately turned around and left.

More than an hour later, Mu Yan finally walked out of the weedy field and onto the road.

There were no cars on the road. Mu Yan leaned down, reached out and touched some mud on the ground, and spread it evenly on his face. In this way, outsiders could not see anything. After doing this, Mu Yan sat on the roadside and quietly

Waiting for the kind-hearted person passing by to give him a lift.

Ten minutes later, Mu Yan finally saw a car, but no matter how he waved, the hurried driver refused to stop. Over the next hour or so, Mu Yan was refused rides by several cars one after another, and just when he was about to give up.

At that moment, a dilapidated four-wheeler stopped beside him.

The driver was a kind old man. He looked at Mu Yan and said softly: "I am an old man and have no worries. Even if I am robbed, killed or even eaten by you, what will it matter? Get in the car and I will give you a ride.

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After hearing what the old man said, Mu Yan, who was overjoyed just now, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled freely.

"Old man, don't worry, I won't rob you, kill you, let alone eat you."

After getting in the car, Mu Yan sat in the passenger seat and said sincerely.

"Hey, I don't know what evil we have done. God wants to punish us like this. The world has become like this in the blink of an eye. Is this nature's revenge on us?"

"It doesn't make sense at all. A heavy rainstorm drowned everything it could. Not only that, those grasses and trees grew so aggressively. They say it takes ten years to grow a man and a hundred hundred years to grow a tree, but this man has not grown so much."

Come on, they've grown like this. Fire can't kill them, and they're not afraid of herbicides, which makes no sense."

"There was a big flood, the houses were gone, the fields were gone, and the lucky ones who survived all crowded into the city. How can we feed so many people with no fields or land in the city? All the food and drinks on the streets were confiscated by the government.

If you have money, you can’t buy it. You can only wait for distribution every day.”

"Good food, drink, and clothing are all in the hands of powerful people, and ordinary people can only crowd into shelters, drink porridge and biscuits."

"I am 70 years old. I have lived a long life and have enjoyed all the blessings I deserve. I don't want to sit in that smelly crowd, starve, freeze and wait for death. I just want to come out and watch.

Look at this world and see what happened to him."

"Before they refused to let me leave, saying it was dangerous outside, but there was less and less food in the city, so they just turned a blind eye and didn't care. The more people left, the more people were left behind.

The longer I can hold on, they will be eager for me to leave and for everyone to leave."

"Young man, why did you run out? They all said it was very dangerous outside. You are so young, why can't you think about it?"

Ever since Mu Yan got in the car, the old man had been talking a lot as if no one was watching. It wasn't until he realized that he seemed to have nothing to say that he remembered that there was someone sitting next to him. Perhaps, this was how the old man came all the way.

"Old man, I came here to live, not to die."

Mu Yan smiled bitterly.

"Oh, then tell me, where can I survive?"

the old man asked in surprise.

"My home is in Wuyang City. If the old man has no place to go, just come with me. Once there, we can all live well."

Looking at the old man's old face and dull eyes, Mu Yan said seriously.

"Silly boy, you dare to say such things. Are you a young master from a rich family or a young master from an official family?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

"None of that."

Mu Yan continued to smile bitterly.

"No? Then you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you say such big words?"

The old man smiled and waved his hands.

Mu Yan fell silent after hearing the old man's words.

In this world, no matter what time it comes, no matter what it becomes, you still need to be powerful in order to live a prosperous life.

Mu Yan pondered for a long time, then turned to look at the old man who was about to say something. It could be seen that he was holding the steering wheel with one hand and rubbing his eyes from time to time with the other. He immediately knew that he might be tired, and immediately said: "Old man, I will drive, you

take a break."

"Hey, when we get old, not only do our eyes not function well, but we can't even concentrate."

The old man smiled bitterly, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and got out of the car first.

Mu Yan then got out of the car, walked over, and helped the old man to the passenger seat.

The old man stepped onto the car, then stopped. After a while, he turned back and said, "Young man, you should drive away when I get out of the car. Why do you stupidly take me with you as a burden?"

"As long as you live, there are some things you can't lose."

After hearing what the old man said, Mu Yan was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled.

The old man smiled slightly, turned around and got into the car without saying a word.

After helping the old man sit down, Mu Yan closed the car door and sat in the driver's seat. However, he did not drive immediately. Instead, he took out the water bottle filled with magical water from his backpack, poured some out of the bottle cap and handed it to the old man. He said sincerely:

"Old man, after you have said so much, you should be thirsty. Drink some water."

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and the old man was willing to park his car and give him a ride during troubled times. This kindness was heavier than Mount Tai. Even though the magical water was extremely precious, Mu Yan did not hesitate to give it to him.

The old man smiled, took it, and drank it in one gulp.

"What kind of drink is this? It's delicious."

After drinking, the old man asked in surprise.

"This is magical mountain spring water. Drinking it can make people feel refreshed and energetic."

Mu Yan put away the water bottle and smiled.

"Well, I feel much better after drinking it."

The old man smiled and nodded.

Then, the dilapidated four-wheeler started slowly and sped forward into the scorching sun.