Ancient Invasion [End Times]

Day 130 and eight after the invasion

Yang Mucuo's words made Zhang Jiuzhang look like a cat whose tail was trampled on. He was about to turn his head to argue suddenly, but Du Nanrong pushed him down as expected.

"Hush, don't blow it up, no one named you and said you were afraid of him." Du Nanrong said.

Zhang Jiuzhang stared at Du Gong with a sullen face, gritted his teeth and emphasized word by word: "I'm not afraid of him."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the young man sitting behind him.

The young man's neck, wrists, and ankles were all covered with iron rings. The dark black iron rings clasped the young man's dark wheat-colored skin, which made the young man look wilder.

Zhang Jiuzhang took a second look.

"I know, I know." Du Nanrong rolled his eyes, feeling like he was coaxing a child.

Cheng Sheng chuckled in the front row, and the laughter spread into Zhang Jiuzhang's ears, which made Zhang Jiuzhang feel his liver hurt.

Forget it, don't care about it, care about hurting your body.Zhang Jiuzhang looked away, thinking in his heart.

Duan Yi drove, and after about half an hour, what he saw in front of him was still a piece of yellow sand, as if he could not see the shadow of the oasis at all.

There is no sense of existence in any direction in the endless Gobi yellow sand.

Only the straight rut marks that ran over behind them showed that they did not deviate from their original direction.

The temperature of the air is dry and hot, making people breathless. Even sitting in the car, there is an illusion of being in a big steamer.

Zhang Jiuzhang unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to Du Nanrong, motioning for Du Nanrong to take a sip: "If you wait until you feel thirsty to replenish water, it will be too late."

Du Nanrong answered when he heard the words, and took a sip of the hand that Zhang Jiuzhang offered.

Zhang Jiuzhang rolled his eyes towards the sky: "I don't have any hands?"

Du Nanrong rolled his eyes bigger than Zhang Jiuzhang: "The back seat is so crowded, I'm too lazy to move my hands out, okay? Let me drink with your hand like an old man."

After he finished speaking, he saw Cheng Sheng just unscrewed the kettle and gave Duan Yi a sip.

Du Nanrong muttered: "Look at other doctors, they are not as expensive as you. Don't you also feed Duan Duan water?"

Zhang Jiuzhang: "..."

Lin Qian covered his eyes and reminded Du Gong in a low voice: "Du Gong, the nature of the doctor's feeding Duan Duan's water is different from yours."

"What's the difference?" Du Nanrong was puzzled.

Cheng Sheng turned his head and looked over: "Don't get me wrong, we are purely the grace of feeding water. Your team has no idle hands."

Zhang Jiuzhang: "What will happen if you drive with one hand? Can you overturn if you drink saliva?"

Cheng Sheng: "..."

Duan Yi said lightly: "Do you want to try?"

Du Nanrong covered Zhang Jiuzhang's mouth: "Don't be a crow, good or bad spirits. Bah, bah, bah!"

Zhang Jiuzhang snorted and broke away from Du Nanrong's hand.

The car continued to drive forward according to the direction marked on the map, and turned over one sand dune after another.

"Dun Zhekang." The young man sitting in the last row of the off-road vehicle spoke abruptly with a strong foreign accent.

He slightly stood up from the narrow interior space of the car, hugged the back of the front seat, stretched his arms and pointed to the windshield.

"The one on the left." Yang Mucuo said.

Lin Qian glanced at the map, compared the instructions on the map, and said with some doubts: "But the map shows that we are told to continue driving until we get to...the well, then turn left and turn to the left The dunes go over."

"Map, wrong." Yang Mucuo popped out the words succinctly.

Lin Qian twitched the corner of his mouth. There was a marker on the map, but Yang Mucuo could only see the direction with the naked eye.

As far as the Gobi Desert, which was endlessly similar in appearance, Lin Qian didn't know how to distinguish the other party.

"Turn left." Cheng Sheng said.

Duan Yi responded.

Turning the steering wheel, the off-road vehicle suddenly turned to the sand dunes on the left, leaped a small slope, and the whole off-road vehicle almost flew into the air. Du Nanrong was so startled that he quickly grabbed the handrail above his head and suppressed the scream that he almost blurted out.

No one thought that after turning over the top slope of the sand dunes, it turned out to be a completely different appearance.

What caught their eyes was a towering Populus euphratica forest.

Populus euphratica forest will not die for a thousand years, will not fall for a thousand years after death, and will not die for a thousand years after falling. It is a very tough and legendary tree.

Pieces of golden Populus euphratica forests grow on the Gobi Desert, the vast wasteland, the mighty wind, the branches and leaves of Populus euphratica swaying against the wind, the beauty is amazing.

Compared with the oasis around the survivor's resident that they had seen before, the Populus euphratica oasis that can't be seen at a glance is almost a miracle.

Lin Qian took a deep breath, and stuck his head out of the window: "Hu Yanglin... This is too spectacular."

Du Nanrong also poked his head out, squeezed Lin Qian, and exclaimed: "If my daughter sees it, she must be crazy."

They quickly drove the car to Populus euphratica forest.

The space between Populus euphratica was not enough to pass an off-road vehicle, Duan Yi parked the car outside, and changed the rest of the road to walking.

Lin Qian asked Yang Mucuo: "Are we at the end of the day?"

Yang Mucuo glanced at him, with some doubts in his eyes, and did not answer.

Lin Qian paused, slowed down his speech, and asked, pointing fingers, "Here, that's it, Dun Zhekang?"

When Du Nanrong heard it, he burst out laughing, and said to Lin Qian, "What do you look like, like a foreigner asking an old grandma for directions, breaking down English word by word, or playing the piano to a cow."

Lin Qian: "..."

Lin Qian also felt that he was stupid to ask. He scratched the back of his head, thinking about how to solve the problem of language barrier, but he didn't expect Yang Mucuo to answer him.

He patted Lin Qian on the shoulder, and pointed to the depths of Populus euphratica forest: "Dun Zhe Kang."

Lin Qian was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized: "You mean Dun Zhekang is here?"

Yang Mucuo nodded.

Duan Yi unscrewed the kettle, let Cheng Sheng take a sip of water and put it in his mouth, don't swallow it immediately, he said to others: "Take a sip of water in your mouth, so that when you breathe, you can use the water to reduce the inhalation into the lungs." The temperature of the air reduces the evaporation of moisture in the lungs."

Du Nanrong did as soon as he heard the words.

Duan Yi handed the kettle to Yang Mucuo, but Yang Mucuo shook his head and refused.

He took the lead to go to the front, climbed up a Populus euphratica tree in twos and threes, and looked into the distance.

Seeing this, Duan Yi put away the kettle, and said to Lin Qian and the others, "Follow him."

"receive."

Duan Yi gave Yang Mucuo a trekking pole, Yang Mucuo froze for a moment, then waved his hand and pushed it away.

He found a Populus euphratica tree, stepped on the branch with his feet, stepped hard a few times, and forcibly broke the trunk that was half his height and the width of his palm, with astonishing strength.

Du Nanrong swallowed his saliva when he saw this, and believed that what Chen Nan said at the beginning, it must not be an exaggeration to the extent that this person can knock people out with a single slap.

Yang Mucuo held the Populus euphratica branch in his palm, tried his hand, and used his nails as a knife to cut off the small protruding branches around it.

"This cane is ready-made." Lin Qian whispered, "Duan Duan exchanged five trekking poles, and he had to exchange them with three packs of compressed biscuits."

Du Nanrong twitched the corners of his mouth: "You mean it's not worth it for Duan team?"

"Cough, no, I'll just say it casually." Lin Qian coughed lightly and touched his chin, "At least ours is a professional one. Regardless of its ugly appearance, it can save at least 30.00% of your energy when walking."

Du Nanrong responded, and whispered in Lin Qian's ear, "Don't explain, I know you're just saying that Duan's exchange is not worth it."

Lin Qian: "..."

I just feel sorry for the three packs of compressed biscuits.

A group of them walked forward, and Yang Mucuo seemed to be born and raised in this forest, nimbly leading the crowd to and fro in the Populus euphratica forest.

Cheng Sheng said to Duan Yi in a low voice: "Look at him, he didn't show the attacking state that Chen Nan said at all."

Duan Yi hummed: "Observe and observe."

Yang Mucuo stopped on a stone. He squatted on the stone, constantly raised the tip of his nose, sniffing the smell in the air.

Duan Yi said softly: "The air here is obviously a little more humid, we are approaching the water source."

Sure enough, not long after Duan Yi finished speaking, Yang Mucuo waved to them, indicating that there was a discovery in a certain direction.

They walked in the direction pointed by Yang Mucuo.

After walking for a few more minutes, the poplar grove in front of me began to become a little sparser, and the soil on the ground was no longer dry gravel, but became darker in color, and it was still moist to the touch.

"Am I a watermelon?!" Lin Qian suddenly called out and ran over quickly.

I saw a flat land in front of me, like a melon field, full of watermelons of different sizes.

"Lin Qian! Don't touch it!" Cheng Sheng shouted when he saw this, and hurriedly called Lin Qian to stop.

Lin Qian was just about to pick the watermelon, when he heard the doctor's voice, his hand would stop on the watermelon.

He looked at Cheng Sheng blankly: "What's wrong with the doctor? Isn't this a watermelon?"

"Toxic," Cheng Sheng said.

Yang Mucuo picked up the wooden stick and poked it into the "watermelon" suddenly, and heard a "click" sound, and the "watermelon" burst into pieces.

When Lin Qianguang heard this voice, he could think of the crisp and crumbling taste and abundant sweet juice of a well-ripe watermelon.

Lin Qian swallowed, if he could eat iced watermelon in such a place, it would be heaven.

It's a pity that the "watermelon"'s collapsed flesh is a white color, which makes it tasteless. The flesh of ordinary watermelons is red or yellow.

Yang Mucuo shook his head at everyone.

"This is medicinal watermelon. Not only the pulp is poisonous, eating it will cause diarrhea and dehydration, but even the skin that has been exposed to the sun is poisonous. Once you get your hands on it, you must wash it off with plenty of water immediately," Cheng Sheng said.

Lin Qian withdrew his hand, but fortunately the doctor called in time.

He said with embarrassment, "This looks too much like a watermelon..."

"Indeed, it's hard to tell the difference." Cheng Sheng said, "Few people know that there is such a poisonous fruit in the desert that is so similar to the ordinary watermelon we usually eat. It's easy to let people down."

"Doctor, look, there are still flowers growing there, is it that we are very close to the water source?" Du Nanrong pointed to a garden of small purple flowers growing on the edge of the melon field.

The flower is very beautiful and unique, like a little jellyfish.

Cheng Sheng's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "This is sand-eating grass."

"Most of the plants in the desert are edible, except for the piece of medicinal watermelon that Lin Qian saw." Cheng Sheng said.

When Lin Qian heard this, he immediately knew that what Cheng Sheng was going to say next must be a turning point, which is usually how the plot develops.

"I will answer this question. This grass looks so beautiful, it must be poisonous, and it must be the kind that can't be used in a small number of deserts." Lin Qian said confidently.

Cheng Sheng smiled slightly. He knelt down and dug out the whole sand-eating grass, patted off the sand on the roots of the sand-eating grass, and said to Lin Qian, "On the contrary, what I want to say is 'for example'."

"The roots of sand-eating grass are edible and can replenish water. Similarly, its leaf down is also very suitable for lighting fires. It is a very practical plant in the desert." Cheng Sheng said.

Yangmucuo has quickly pulled up more than a dozen sand-eating grasses, bit off the roots, and chewed a small amount of water flowing out of them, as if drinking sugarcane juice.

Lin Qian: "..."

Du Nanrong pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

What's wrong with it, Lin Qian's mouth is really unique.

Yang Mucuo pulled out a piece of sand-eating grass, held it in his palm, brought it to Lin Qian's mouth, and signaled him to take a bite with his eyes.

Lin Qian couldn't refuse such kindness, so he awkwardly took the other's hand and bit off a bite of grass root.

The water at the roots is sweet and a little bit bitter, not to mention unpalatable, but it is very precious to drink a sip of water that was obtained by accident in the desert.

Yang Mucuo also gathered a handful of grass and brought it to Du Nanrong's mouth. Du Gong cheerfully accepted the young man's feeding, and looked at Zhang Jiuzhang, raising his eyebrows, which probably meant—you see, you have too many things to do , pay attention to blindly.

Zhang Jiuzhang: "..."

Yang Mucuo wanted to give it another try, and give it to all his friends who came from afar, but Lin Qian stopped him. None of the remaining three can be fed, so it's better not to let the children get hit .

With a dry smile, Lin Qian chewed all the grass roots that Yangmucuo had picked off, gave Yangmucuo a thumbs up, hugged the young man hard, and expressed his enthusiasm and friendliness.

Yang Mucuo was a little dazed by being hugged, two small blushes appeared on his dark brown cheeks, and his face was thin-skinned unexpectedly.

He pointed to the depth again, and said concisely: "Materials. It's not deep. It can be collected."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked ahead, walking like flying.

They walked out of the Populus euphratica forest, and in front of them was a green field full of aquatic plants, surrounded by a deciduous tree with clusters of yellow fruits hanging down from the tree.

"It's seabuckthorn," Cheng Sheng said.

Soon, he found a lot of completely edible things in this green space. The green space itself is an ecology suitable for the reproduction of living things, and the probability of finding food and water is much higher than elsewhere.

Lin Qian and Du Nanrong were busy picking seabuckthorns, throwing them into their mouths while picking them. The sour and sweet taste stimulated their taste buds, making them both shiver. The tasteless taste suddenly filled their mouths, giving rise to a sense of hunger. Come.

"Doctor, Team Duan, do we still have to go in? These things are enough for us to take back to our business!" Lin Qian asked Cheng Sheng while hanging on the tree.

Cheng Sheng squinted his eyes and looked deeper into the green land, where there were clusters of lakes, clear springs and waterfalls falling from the huge treetops, and unknown birds singing melodiously from the forest, it was a scene of a paradise.

It has to be said that such a visionary ecology completely in the desert is extremely attractive to Cheng Sheng.

"No, let's go back directly." Cheng Sheng said.Of course he knew what was more important.

Lin Qian readily responded.

Just when the group was about to head back home, Du Nanrong suddenly paused and stared closely behind Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's expression froze slightly.

"Tell me, is the thing behind me big or small?" Lin Qian lowered his voice and asked, and he had skillfully skipped the link of asking if there was something behind him.

"Small one." Du Nanrong also said softly, "But you definitely don't want to provoke it."

"Move slowly towards me, don't touch the branches." Du Nanrong said.

Lin Qian responded, slowly moved his buttocks, and approached in the direction of Du Nanrong.

Suddenly, Lin Qian's gaze also stopped, and he stared at Du Nanrong's back.

Du Nanrong: "...Are you kidding me?"

"Small one. The wings are orange. A family?" Lin Qian asked.

Du Nanrong's face turned pale: "...a family."

At this time, Cheng Sheng also noticed something strange about the two people on the tree.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately said, "Lin Qian and Du Gong, keep calm. This is a desert spider bee. It will rarely attack humans actively. Don't disturb it and it will be fine."

"The poison of the desert spider wasp is not strong, but the taste of being stung by its needles is worse than death, as if every muscle has been struck by lightning and ripped apart alive. This feeling will last for 3 minutes. Absolutely unique." Cheng Sheng spoke quickly.

Du Nanrong and Lin Qian, two poor children who were trapped in the tree, responded tremblingly. Cheng Sheng's explanation made the two of them turn even paler in an instant.

Du Nanrong asked: "Doctor, where do we go?"

They now straddle the branches of the sea buckthorn tree.

The seabuckthorn trees here are extremely dense, with branches growing in a criss-cross pattern, and the leaves are layered on top of each other, like forming a green barrier, which shields Du Nanrong and Lin Qian from the direct sunlight and provides a shade of greenery. meaning.

The only downside is that this also largely blocks the vision of the two of them.

Du Nanrong and Lin Qian felt like they had nowhere to go.

"Don't move." Cheng Sheng shouted.

Du Nanrong and Lin Qian froze on the tree trunk.

Out of the corner of Lin Qian's eye, he saw that Yangmucuo's palm turned into a bear's paw.

He swallowed, thinking that the size of the spider wasp he saw should not make Yang Mucuo show a bear's paw.

Lin Qian felt a chill on his side, he held his breath, and couldn't help turning his head slowly following his intuition.

He saw, among the dense leaves beside them, a pair of dark compound eyes, almost as big as his head, slowly poked out of the leaves, staring at him coldly.

Lin Qian: "..."

The author has something to say: Lin Qian: I knew things were not easy.