Elf: Start with a stinky mud

early morning.

The air is especially fresh after the rain, except of course the garbage dump, which still stinks.

Next to the sewer, the sun shone down, illuminating Fang Yin's delicate face.

His brows were furrowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug into his palms.

"Hot, so hot!"

My head was dizzy and my whole body was weak, as if I had just escaped from a steamer.

"Baiduo?"

Hearing a small sound coming from his ears, Fang Yin opened his eyes and stared confusedly at the sewer ditch ahead.

"Is this... a dump?"

In an instant, he finally recognized the surrounding scene clearly.

He was still in the sewer from last night, surrounded by slippery, sticky mud and filth, and his body from the neck down was covered in a layer of squirming black stinky mud, which looked very scary.

"Baiduo?"

A pair of white eyes slowly emerged from the mud, and small mud-shaped hands moved everywhere.

Fang Yin lowered his head and stared at the black mud on his body, with a look of despair in his eyes.

"I'm dying!"

He understood that he would soon become the food of this stinking mud, and not even the bones and dregs would be left.

"Grumbling~"

The smelly mud's eyes moved slightly, and the black and sticky mud squirmed, gradually breaking away from Fang Yin's body and crawling onto the dirty ground.

The biting chill came instantly.

He trembled all over, his head suddenly became clearer, and a strong doubt arose in his heart:

"Why don't you eat me?"

It stands to reason that the biological instinct of smelly mud to eat should be to eat itself.

But it did not do so.

"Baiduo~"

At this time, the smelly mud squirmed around Fang Yin's calf, making a sound similar to swallowing saliva. He opened his big mouth and sucked the purple blood vigorously, as if he was tasting delicious food.

"Hiss~ It hurts..."

The numbing feeling spread from the ankles to the whole body.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long to drink and quickly let go.

The black mud moved into the darkness.

Fang Yin subconsciously glanced at his calf. The red and swollen skin had disappeared, and the blood seeped into the superficial flesh. It looked a bit shocking.

"Huh~ get out of the sewer quickly!"

He shook his head and tried to get up with his feverish and tired body.

As soon as I stood up, a feeling of lightheadedness and dizziness came over me again.

"Pap~"

Fang Yin fell heavily to the ground where sewage flowed across the water. He raised his head unwillingly and looked up at the sunshine outside.

Although the sunlight was dazzling, the despair in my heart was even stronger.

"I'm homesick..."

He muttered, closing his eyes.

"Baiduo~Baiduo~"

At this moment, a shout from the smelly mud came from the darkness.

Fang Yin immediately opened his eyes, stared behind him warily, and at the same time reached out and groped for the rusty water pipe.

Accompanied by the stench, its body moved slowly over, stopping when it was about half a meter away, and its eyes rolled a few times.

"Hmph! What do you want to do again?"

He clenched the water pipe in his hand and prepared to smash it into the mud.

"Baiduo~"

Unexpectedly, Xiuni's little hand took out a somewhat broken blue fruit from Zuni's body and handed it out.

The whole thing looks like a large version of blueberry, with green sepals and slightly rotten.

Orange fruit is a kind of tree fruit that can restore the injuries of elves. If humans take it, it can also restore a little physical strength.

However, it is expensive and most people are reluctant to buy it.

"Baiduo~"

Xiuni held up the orange fruit again and shook it demonstratively.

The alertness in Fang Yin's eyes subsided slightly, he took the orange fruit and took a bite.

The cold juice immediately rolled down the throat and into the stomach. Instantly, the head became clearer, and the hot feeling in the body gradually disappeared.

The taste of orange fruit is much better than that of ordinary fruits. The sweet and sour taste fills the lips and teeth, leaving an endless aftertaste.

After his body recovered a little strength, he threw the core into the stinky ditch.

At this time, his eyes suddenly fell on Xiuni.

"Undernourished glitter slime?"

He carefully observed the black mud in front of him, his eyes rolling around.

Normally, stinky mud is about 1 meter high, and its whole body is composed of purple-black sludge. It exudes an unbearable stench and always lives in some dirty places, such as garbage dumps and sewers.

However, this black smelly mud is different.

It was only half a meter in size, looked very thin, dark, and covered with sticky stains.

When people accidentally step on stinky mud, they will regard it as invading their own territory and attack humans.

Flashing Mud didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, but he still maintained a sense of precaution.

The rusty water pipe in his hand gave Fang Yin some courage. He looked around to make sure that no other smelly mud appeared again.

Holding on to the wall, he stood up with difficulty.

He moved his body and slowly crawled towards the sewer entrance.

"Baiduo!"

Shou Ni stared at his white eyes, roared angrily, and looked threatening.

Fang Yin ignored it and speeded up his pace to rush forward. As long as he ran out of the garbage dump, he would definitely meet pedestrians passing by and he would be rescued by then.

Unfortunately, the smelly mud didn't let him get what he wanted.

"what...!"

Just after taking a few steps, I felt a sharp pain in my back.

The whole person fell onto the hard cement floor.

Fang Yin turned his head and looked back in horror, only to see black smelly mud lying on his left calf and starting to suck his own blood again.

"Go away, you monster!"

He struggled to get up, waving the rusty water pipe in his hand and cursing:

"Baiduo~"

Xiuni squirmed a few times and ignored him at all, not even bothering to look at him.

"you..."

With the loss of blood, he felt more and more weak, lying limply on the ground, breathing heavily, and the despair in his heart became more intense.

Fortunately, the smelly mud did not continue to suck. It stretched out its small mud-shaped hands and dragged Fang Yin back again.

Fang Yin lay on the cold ground, with sadness in his eyes and silence.

Unexpectedly, I became the nourishment of the smelly mud, which was used to continuously absorb the toxins in the blood...

It used to be a drug testing tool, but now it cannot escape the fate of being used. How ironic!

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

"The weak are destined to die!"

All adverse situations are the result of the lack of ability of the parties involved.

At this time, my heart calmed down.

"Ha, even if you die, I won't make it easy for you!"

"Baiduo~"

In the distance, there was a loud cry.

Xioni hugged some old burlap and gradually squirmed over, as if he didn't want him to die so quickly, so he acted like this.

Seeing this, Fang Yin's mouth showed a playful smile:

"Humans treat elves as slaves, so why are they not slaves now?"

"Heh, heh, heh~"

Waves of sneers came from Fang Yin's mouth, with a crazy and ferocious expression on his face.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off the mud on his body and wrapped the old burlap cloth around him.

"Only by surviving can we have hope!"

"Hahaha......."

Fang Yin laughed wildly.

Laughter echoed in Xiuni's ears.

Hearing his laughter, the smelly mud stopped squirming, tilted its head, glanced at Fang Yin disdainfully, and continued to lie down in the pile of smelly mud, continuing to chew on the garbage.

After the emotions are almost vented.

He took a few deep breaths and adjusted his injuries.

The current state is actually very bad. If it were not for the support of Chengcheng Guo's recovery ability, he would not be able to persist for such a long time.

If he continues like this, he will starve to death sooner or later.

Fang Yin forced himself to calm down and kept telling himself that he must recover as soon as possible and then find an opportunity to escape from this dirty and narrow sewer.

Time passes, and the midday sun reflects in and shines on the ground.

The sewers were filled with a foul smell.

The smelly mud kept swimming around him, sniffing the purple blood that had healed the wound, licking it greedily, and occasionally sweeping the garbage on the ground with the mud.

"Hungry~so hungry!"

Since the day before yesterday, except for the orange fruit, I haven't eaten for two days, and my stomach is already hungry.

Fang Yin felt an overwhelming discomfort in his stomach, his body became stiffer and weaker, and his eyelids became heavy.

His eyes glanced at the stinky mud, and a green light flashed in his eyes. Even the mud should be able to fill his stomach, right?

Just when he reached out to grab the stinky mud and eat it, an untimely sound of "gurgling" sounded in the stinking ditch.