"Why me?! I want to go home!!!" Huan Chuan, who was tortured by the huge insects to the point of vomiting, finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt beside a cliff, wailing.

He had no experience of living in such a jungle. If someone had experience, he would definitely not shout in such a wide place, because here even a grass-eating insect could grow to more than one meter long, so it was impossible to imagine how big other more dangerous animals could grow.

If you ask Huan Chuan how he ended up in this place, he can only say: I was really stupid, really, I only knew I was going to be late so I ate the buns faster, but I didn’t know that a twenty-year-old could actually choke on a bun! !

It was a morning exactly like any other. Because he had to wake up early, he hurried out of the dormitory and stuffed a bun in his mouth. As he had no water, the bun was a little dry and he couldn't swallow it, so he wanted to go to the supermarket near the teaching building to buy a bottle of water.

As it happened, he ran into his friend from the Sports College. In his haste to say hello, he choked on the bun in his mouth. Seeing his brother rushing towards him, he raised his hand to stop him, but failed. He was so shocked that he couldn't breathe and passed out.

When he woke up again, he found himself in this strange and humid rainforest.

Huan Chuan could still feel the pain from the back of his head hitting the concrete floor. He touched the back of his head and felt a wet patch of hair. He raised his hand in front of him and there was no color on it, so it was not blood.

He didn't sit up directly, but lay back down: "Where on earth is this place?"

He had not expected his question to be answered, but a crisp bell suddenly sounded in his mind: "Ding, answer the host's question. This is a new continent that has not yet been named. The host needs to continue exploring and complete the task."

Huan Chuan sat up suddenly in shock. The sudden movement made him feel dizzy, but he didn't care: "Who are you? Where are you? Why am I here? How do I get back?"

There was a sound of electricity in my mind, which sounded like the sound of an old machine failing to work. The cold voice sounded again: "I am Encyclopedia System No. 2936. I do not exist in reality. I am attached to the host's soul. The host's soul was thrown out of the world where the host once belonged. In order to help build this new world, the system selected you as an explorer. After the continental rules are successfully established, you can return to the host's original world."

Huan Chuan had read novels, and although most of them were about upgrading and enjoying himself, he had also seen novels about time travel and golden fingers. Of course, no one could accept such a thing happening to themselves all of a sudden. If such a fantastic thing happened in a novel, it could be treated as a joke, but if it happened to oneself, he would become the funniest thing.

"Wait a minute, do you mean, I'm dead?" Huan Chuan's mind raced before he realized what the system meant when it said his soul was thrown out.

The system replied: "Yes, host."

Huan Chuan suspected that he was dreaming, so he banged his head and tried desperately to wake up.

Before he could really adjust to reality, he heard a deafening buzzing sound, like the roar of a helicopter, which blew up nearby leaves and grass and hit him in the face, filling his nose with the fragrance of earth.

He looked back and saw a mosquito bigger than him hovering over his head. He was sure he saw greed in the mosquito's eyes. That mouthparts could easily pierce him. If such a big mosquito bit him, he would be sucked into a dry corpse in less than three seconds.

In an instant, fear swept through his body, all his hairs stood up, he got up from the ground in a panic, and ran frantically in any direction.

Huanchuan is not very strong. He usually spends time playing basketball on the court, and spends the rest of his time playing games or reading novels in the dormitory.

Now his adrenaline was surging, urging him to pour all his strength into his legs. His lungs were frantically squeezing the only oxygen they had, his heart was beating like an overloaded engine, and his brain was blocking most of its functions and giving his body only one command - run.

At this moment, Huan Chuan no longer cared whether he was dreaming or traveling through time through the system. The threat of death forced him to focus on escaping. Even though his mouth was filled with the taste of blood and his lungs were about to explode, he did not stop.

The buzzing sound behind him became louder and louder, and a chill spread from the coccyx all the way to the top of the head. Huan Chuan felt as if his entire scalp had exploded. He instinctively lunged forward and rolled into the bushes beside him.

Even though these bushes looked like small trees compared to the bushes he had seen before that only reached his waist, he hid in the bushes like a wild cat, curled up into a small ball, and his muscles trembled uncontrollably.

The mosquito also suddenly dived into the bushes, and its steel pipe-like mouthparts stopped ten centimeters away from Huanchuan.

After that, the mosquito tried from several other angles, but still failed. It had to give up the prey and turn away.

Huan Chuan hugged his knees, and only then could he finally take a good breath. After sitting in this position for a while, he was finally able to lie on the ground to rest his sore legs. His lungs, which were about to explode, could finally relax and be filled with oxygen.

After the pain in his body finally subsided, waves of fear hit his nerves: "Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!"

Just when his spirit was on the verge of collapse, a prompt sound suddenly came from his head: "Ding~" and then his emotions were suddenly sucked away as if by something, and he suddenly calmed down.

"What's going on?" Huan Chuan looked at his hands in surprise. Although he had not asked the system yet, he always felt that this strange thing must be related to the system.

"All emotions that the system determines are not conducive to the host's completion of the task will be controlled by the system." There was another cold electronic voice. It was not known whether it was because he had seen more frightening things or because his emotions were controlled. Anyway, he no longer felt that it was strange to have someone talking in his head. He even felt that having a voice appear when he was scared made him seem less lonely.

Humans are very good at deceiving themselves. After the huge fear, he now has some desperate thoughts. It doesn't matter whether it is a dream or not, he might as well just treat it as if he has really traveled through time.

He finally had time to explore the changes in himself: "Anyway, I can't go back now, so let me ask you first, what do you mean by encyclopedia system? Are you an encyclopedia? Can I find everything I encounter in this world here?"

The system was silent for half a second and then answered his question: "From the results, it is indeed possible, but I am still a blank encyclopedia. We are explorers, and the host needs to record what he encounters in the system. The more detailed, the more points you will get. Points can be exchanged for functions and props in the system."

Huan Chuan covered his face and sighed. He felt more and more miserable now. People who came here all had golden fingers, but he was just a college student studying a foreign language. He was lazy and didn’t know the difference between grains. He didn’t know anything. He was not Shennong who tasted hundreds of herbs, nor was he Bell who ate everything. How could he survive in this primitive jungle and write an encyclopedia? !

Just as Huan Chuan was pulling his hair out madly, a system prompt suddenly sounded: "Record - Species - Classification - Animals - Insects - Please enter the species name -"

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