Zombie's Travel Diary

After persisting like this for more than an hour, Link stared at his bloodshot eyes and sat down on the ground.

It is impossible to go out at all, and it is impossible to accurately identify the direction in such a dim environment.

He even felt like he was walking backwards, or kept going in circles.

"out of battery."

Link glanced at the remaining power of the communicator.

In 5 minutes at most, his only light source will be lost, and by then, it will really be the end of the road.

"The last minute..."

Link was lost in thought.

At this point of time, it is unrealistic to expect to find other combustibles. He can only find a way from himself.

perhaps……

"Is burning clothes a good idea?"

Link looked at his backpack.

When he came out this time, he brought two sets of clothes, and it didn't seem to matter if he burned one now.

Without much hesitation, Link took out his clothes and quickly lit them on fire.

brush!

The flames shot up into the sky, and the temperature brought by the flames made Link feel at ease.

This peace of mind lasted a total of 10 minutes.

Ten minutes later, the clothes had been reduced to ashes all over the place.

Link looked at his backpack again.

After thinking about it, he put all unnecessary things, together with the backpack, on the ashes of the suit just now, and burned them together.

This move reassured him for another half an hour.

Half an hour later, looking at the flames that were about to go out, Link wanted to cry but had no tears.

Nothing really burned.

If you really want to burn...

"Goodbye, my dear top."

Link tearfully undressed, and continued his life for another 10 minutes.

There is only one pair of pants left, this one really can't be burned anymore.

This is the last dignity of being a human being...

Glancing at the communicator, there was at least half an hour left before the estimated dawn.

Link was shirtless, squatting silently on the ground.

Fortunately, the environment in the secret realm is not too cold, even if he is shirtless, it doesn't affect him, but he feels a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the embers of the backpack were about to go out, Link turned his stiff neck and looked at his pants.

As a four-star summoner, does he have to burn his pants for a living?

How does this work!

Swish!

Two summoned beasts suddenly appeared.

Link took out a fruit knife and looked at the glacier penguin and rock dragon rat, two monsters with relatively lush hair.

As the master, he didn't even have any clothes now. How could these two summoned beasts have to share joys and sorrows?

"You two, I'm sorry, I'll borrow some clothes."

Link clasped his fists.

"???"

The two summoned beasts looked confused.

Then, they were shaved inhumanely by Link.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Link rubbed the bare bodies of the two summoned beasts, waved his hand, and sent them back, leaving only a patch of hair.

These hairs were reduced to ashes after only ten minutes of burning.

There is no way, hair is not very burnt...

After the fire light from the hair went out, Link turned on the light of the communicator again.

This time, he was really desperate.

He burned everything he could except his pants, and he couldn't make it to dawn.