The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mobei didn't have time to blame the black bear behind him for not following the routine. He ran desperately, but the wanton branches and stones always blocked his footsteps.

He Songming was much faster than him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He has lived in the jungle for so long, he must have encountered this kind of danger many times, and his ability to escape is not comparable to Ruan Mobei.

Ruan Mobei also didn't care about finding out where He Songming was, and now he didn't even care that he might get lost if he continued running like this.The bear behind him was chasing too closely, the heavy footsteps and panting sounds were more than ten meters behind him, as long as he stopped for a moment, he would be thrown down immediately and his neck would be bitten off.

He can't die yet!At least you can't die in this place!

Ruan Mobei gritted his teeth to speed up, and the thin branches kept whipping his face and arms, but he didn't feel any pain at all amidst the adrenaline rush.

Running fast in the jungle consumes much more physical energy than running on flat ground, but Ruan Mobei felt his lungs hurt as if they were about to explode after running for thousands of meters, and he had a strong desire to vomit in his stomach. surging.

Is there any way to save myself?

Ruan Mobei's brain was spinning rapidly. The moment he ran past a tall and straight tree, a ghostly figure jumped down from the tree. He held a wooden spear and pointed the spear point directly at the black bear!

It's He Songming!

It turned out that he had been waiting on the road ahead, trying to draw the black bear's attention to himself when Ruan Mobei came over!

The black bear sensed the danger contained in the sharp point, and slowed down. Its black bean-like eyes fixed on He Songming, and a dull roar came out of its throat, ready to pounce and kill the creature in front of it at any time.

No matter how strong He Songming is, he is no match for the black bear with sharp claws.

Ruan Mobei is quite aware of this.

So it is impossible for him to leave He Songming to face it alone.

Ruan Mobei did not continue to escape as He Songming expected, but stopped ten meters behind He Songming, grabbed the tree trunk to support his extremely exhausted body, panted violently and looked towards the battlefield.

The tall and solid figure of the man stood in front of him and became his last protection.He Songming held the spear tightly with both hands, and all his attention was on the eager bear.

He Songming will die.

Ruan Mobei swallowed hard the saliva that came out unconsciously, his throat hurt, and he touched his pocket behind him.

He pulled out the pistol he had brought from the stronghold.

There were seven bullets in it, and if he was lucky... if he was lucky, he would get at least one shot and stop the bear.

Of course, the possibility that the bear was enraged and became more ferocious could not be ruled out.

Ruan Mobei held the gun in both hands, his arms straightened, and the front sight aimed at the black bear's head.

The loss of strength made his arms tremble a little, Ruan Mobei gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his body.

You know it like you know your own hands.

The flying bullets are the killing instinct flowing in your blood vessels, cast into a medal on your chest.

The meaningless syllables echoed in the ears like the whispers of a lover, intertwined in the dense heartbeat like drums.

aim.

The black bear finally got tired of this meaningless confrontation, it roared, its hind legs exerted force, and it rushed towards He Songming!

Hold your breath, concentrate, and pull the trigger between two heartbeats.

The bullet flew past He Songming's shoulder, and the muffled "poof" sounded as it sank into the body, submerged in the violent heartbeat.

The black bear didn't even pause, and continued to pounce forward. He Songming raised his spear and stabbed at its wide-open mouth——

Pfft!

The tip of the spear pierced the upper jaw of the black bear, which should have been enough pain to drive the beast mad, but it sluggishly did nothing else.

The waving bear claws stopped in the air, and the black bear hung on the tip of He Songming's spear. After a moment of rigidity, the huge body collapsed!

A bloody mess replaced its right eye, and another black bullet hole appeared in the back of its head, and bright blood and brains sprayed out.

The bullet accurately shot into his right eye socket, the powerful impact shattered its brain, and then passed out from the back of the head.

One hit kill.

Ruan Mobei breathed calmly, his hand holding the gun dropped, his arms were a little numb from the recoil, he took a few steps back, and hit his back against the tree trunk.

He slid down slowly and sat on the ground.

Ruan Mobei looked down at his hands, sniffed, and the smell of gunpowder remained in his fingers.

A little choking, but not annoying.

He Songming walked carefully to the twitching black bear, raised the wooden spear high, and stabbed the bear's neck forcefully.

Blood spattered out and landed on his trousers.

Determined that the bear had no chance of getting up again, he stopped looking at the top predator in the jungle, ran nervously to Ruan Mobei, squatted down, and checked whether he was injured.

"I am fine."

Ruan Mobei put the gun in his pocket, took a deep breath, and relaxed, only then did he feel the pain from the small wound cut by the branches and leaves on his body.

He Songming grabbed Ruan Mobei's arm to check, and he was relieved after making sure that there were no other wounds other than small cuts.

Ruan Mobei rested against the tree for a while, feeling his physical strength gradually recovering, and stood up supporting He Songming's shoulders.

He came to the bear. The bear was dead. The blood flowed from the eye socket and the wound on the head, staining the soil under his body red.

This is an adult male black bear with a body length of more than one and a half meters. Its hair is black and shiny, and its skin is quite thick. A wooden spear was inserted into its head, and then pierced through its lower jaw, nailing its head to the ground.

"Fur is a good thing."

Ruan Mobei took out a dagger, cut the knife through the bullet hole in the bear's head, and made a neat mark from the black bear's back. With the help of He Songming, he peeled off the bear's skin with great effort.

The bear's wounds were all on the head, so the bear skin was quite intact, and the blood stains on it were shaken off. Ruan Mobei rolled up the bear skin, took out the straw rope weaved yesterday, and fixed it on He Songming's back.

This bear was very big, and if it was moved back, it would definitely rot before eating the carcass. Ruan Mobei cut off a few large pieces of meat from the bear's chest, abdomen and hind legs, and put them in a waterproof bag that had been kept in his pocket.

"Go, go back and put down the things first, and then come over and cut other parts."

Bear heart, liver, gall, and paws are all treasures, and Ruan Mobei couldn't bear to lose them.

He Songming carried a whole bearskin on his back, and went back with Ruan Mobei. They first put the bearskin into the cave, then took an empty waterproof bag, and went to the water's edge.

Ruan Mobei sank the waterproof bag containing the bear meat into the bottom of the stream, and pressed it down with a few stones, so that the freezing stream water would have the effect of refrigerating. Otherwise, the bear meat would be stored outside, and it would not take two or three days. It will change the taste.

Afterwards, the two went back to the place where they met the bear again. The body had not yet been found by other animals. Ruan Mobei cut off the remaining large pieces of meat and the bear's paw, and then cut open the bear's belly to take the heart, liver and gallbladder.

When doing all this, Ruan Mobei didn't feel as disgusted as he imagined, as if he was used to this kind of bloody scene, obviously in the real world, he had never killed a chicken himself.

Not right.

Ruan Mobei could feel that something was not quite right, but those wandering thoughts in his mind were like fish swimming in water, they disappeared with a slight flick of their tail, leaving only a ripple.

Don't think about it for now, Ruan Mobei shook his head, forcing himself to concentrate, he tied the bag containing many "bear treasures" on He Songming's back, and prepared to go back again.

Today's harvest is very good, so it doesn't matter if the plan to go to the stronghold is postponed until tomorrow.

Ruan Mobei followed behind He Songming. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly tripped over something.

Ruan Mobei suddenly lost his balance and fell forward. Fortunately, he reached out to support him in time and avoided the tragedy of landing on his face.

The palm was sticky, and I didn't know what was pressed on it.Ruan Mobei adjusted his posture and raised his hand——

A clump of rather gorgeous purple mushrooms was crushed by his palm, thick secretions were constantly coming out, and the faint purple mist began to diffuse, bringing a strange fragrance.