forced to be pampered by monsters

Waking up the next day, Wei Mian held the hat in his hand in a daze.

He put his hat on before going to bed at night, but when he opened his eyes this morning, he found that the hat was hanging on the top of the leaves of the bushes.

Did he get it out by himself when he didn't sleep well and turned over?

Weimian was taken aback when she first found out, picked up the hat and hid it in the bushes for a long time, not daring to come out.

But the whole morning passed, nothing happened, it seemed that it was really just an accident.

Wei Mian remembered that he woke up once last night, and then he seemed to have a dream. What was in the dream...he couldn't remember.

In the past few days, Wei Mian has indeed relaxed his vigilance, the woods are too peaceful, and it is unbelievably safe.

He put on his hat and lowered his head, suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, ate something casually, got up and went to the lake.

Get water to wash, hang up the small towel, and sit on the bank to bask in the sun without sleep, while reaching out to pull the water plants in the lake.

The water plants were thin and slippery, and two of them were pulled up with great difficulty, hanging sticky on his hands, and Wei Mian couldn't get it off, so he threw it aside in disgust.

He ate wild fruits and plants with thick leaves for several days, and he always felt a grassy smell all over his body, but he couldn't find anything else in this forest.

It stands to reason that there should be some animals in a forest without monsters.

Weimian was about to pull down his sleeves when suddenly his eyes lit up.

A palm-sized small fish swam through the water, and disappeared into the aquatic plants in a blink of an eye.

There are fish!

Weimian's excited eyes quickly turned into tangled eyes, he doesn't have any tools, how should he grab them?

He looked around, got up and planned to look for something useful nearby, even if it was a branch.

After Unmian left the spot, a thick black mist covered a small area where he had sat.

There are also water plants discarded by him, towels hanging on trees, leaves that have been touched, anything that has his breath.

Weimian found a dead branch, the broken part of the top was slightly sharp, which could easily pierce a leaf.

He also collected some resilient thin vines, intending to tie the aquatic plants to try to catch fish.

He had seen the method of fishing in a book, and these seemed to be the tools he needed.

Back on the shore, Weimian tied the vines and aquatic plants together and put them into the water, holding the branches tightly with one hand, and waited attentively.

After a long time, Weimian gradually lost his patience, silently changed his squatting position, and rubbed his stiff wrist.

Finally, another fish appeared, smaller than the previous one, swimming slowly past the shore.

Weimian immediately waved the branch and stabbed it underwater, feeling that his strength was blocked, but when he lifted the branch to see, it only brought out a mass of mud.

The vines tied with aquatic plants didn't come in handy at all, Weimian was immediately discouraged, holding the muddy branches and looking at the water surface, very unwilling.

He even had the urge to go directly into the water to catch fish, but seeing that the sun was about to set, he didn't dare.

The water surface gradually returned to calm. When there is no wind, the whole lake looks like a huge mirror.

Weimian leaned against the bank and lowered his head to look for the fish, but the fish had gone somewhere, he sighed silently, and was about to stand up to go back when his eyes suddenly froze.

He was looking into the water just now, almost his entire upper body was sticking out of the shore, and his clear shadow was reflected in the water.

At the edge of his shadow, some strange mist was flowing.

Sleepless breathed stagnantly, stiffened and did not move.

The mist was eerily dark on the water and seemed to surround him from behind.

What is this thing... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed anything strange at all, let alone know when this thing approached.

Sleepless has been frozen for too long, and the unknown object behind him seems to be aware that he has been discovered.

Not only did the black mist not evacuate, but it rose even more excitedly, and the overflowing mist gently rubbed against the side of Sleepless's face.

A very faint coldness passed over the skin, just at this time the sun was covered by thick clouds, Wei Mian was not sure if it was a gust of wind blowing.

He stretched out his hand like a ghost, trying to touch the water.

Is that thing in the water, or...

When the fingertips touched the water surface, the mist burst along with the figure.

Sleepless could not help breathing more shallowly, slowly sat up straight, mustered up the courage to turn around at the fastest speed.

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and a group of black shadows flashed past.

At the same time, Weimian felt something touch the end of his eyes.

This touch was extremely real, as if an invisible person was standing in front of him, staring at him silently.

Weimian stayed there for a second, then got up and hid behind the nearest tree.

He was still in shock, staring at his surroundings without daring to blink.

Weimian was sure that he was right, there was something behind him, but it was gone now.

The scene seen from the surface of the water, as well as the scene just now, that mass...like fog, did not match the monsters he had heard or seen.

If not a monster, then what.

Wanmian recalled the monster that cut his palm the first day he entered the woods.

The scar on his left hand is still there, and the cloth strips that had been wrapped around him were just untied yesterday.

It was too dark that night, and Weisian couldn't see the monster's appearance clearly, but only remembered that it had slender and sharp claws on its body.

The monster has nothing in common with the thing just now, but Weimian has been in the woods for several days, and the only monster he encountered was it, and he was naturally associated with it.

Moreover, none of them seem to have the idea of ​​directly killing him, Weimian is just guessing about it, they are more like testing himself.

The area of ​​the barren area is hundreds of times the sum of the human bases. There are unexplored corners and all kinds of strange creatures everywhere. It is not impossible for a monster to have two forms.

The sun was about to set, and Weimian hid behind a tree and waited for a long time. The speed of that thing was too fast, and he definitely couldn't run.

There was nothing unusual nearby, he moved back slowly, and the sound of the grass under his feet made him extremely nervous.

The farther away from the lake, the faster and faster Wusian walked, and finally ran back as if escaping, and got into the bushes before the sky completely darkened, forgetting to take the towel hanging on the tree to dry.

The bush where he slept had been drilled back and forth several times, and it was no longer warm enough, so Wei Mian replaced it with another bush next to it, which was taller and bigger.

The crowded branches are tightly attached to the coat, and there are thick intertwined leaves on the top of the head. Weimian hides in it, feeling a lot more at ease.

Only such an environment can make him relax, even if danger really comes, he may not even have a chance to escape if he hides inside.

It's getting darker and darker outside, Weimian pulls his hat tightly, feeling drowsy gradually.

—

The sky was completely dark, and there were strange noises coming from the ruins not far from the forest.

The air next to a tree at the edge of the forest twisted, and the spider jumped out of its cocoon.

It shook its body and looked up at the source of the sound.

There is something approaching here, and it should be quite large, not a believer or something.

Yesterday, the black mist told the spider not to find followers for him every day, and the spider thought it was dissatisfaction with it.

Although it doesn't understand why, it still huddled in its cocoon during the day and never came out. It was afraid that it would catch believers again, and it was also afraid that it would encounter Weisuo if it was not paying attention. Either way would make the black mist angry.

I happened to meet another one tonight, I don't know if it suits Heiwu's taste.

The spider struggled for a while, rubbed its two pairs of soft limbs together, and finally walked towards the ruins.

The closer to the ruins, the thicker the rotten smell mixed with fishy smell. Around the stone wall in front, a large mass of unknown material twisted and condensed lay on the ground, moving at a slow speed.

It uses its body to cover all objects in front of it, including rock walls, gravel and some sundries, leaving a layer of slippery yellow liquid where it passes, followed by two believers who are licking.

This is a sow.

Its corrosive gun melts almost everything it touches, but it moves so slowly that an ordinary human can run away from it with little attack power.

This kind of monster is the accompanying body of the believer, and the substance discharged behind it is the exclusive "nutrition agent" of the believer, which can provide them with enough energy to survive when the environment is harsh and the prey cannot be caught.

The mother in front of me is so big that it has at least fused with more than a dozen companions of believers.

The spider suddenly lost interest. Even it disliked this thing, and it was even more impossible for the black mist to accept it.

It turned back to the woods, and just after walking a certain distance, its eight legs stopped suddenly, and it raised its head as if feeling something.

Sure enough, a moment later, black mist descended.

The spider was terrified. Hei Mist appeared here. He must have found the mother nearby. Whether it was passively disturbing or trying to devour the mother, it was his own negligence. How could he let Hei Mist do it himself.It quickly turned around and turned back, but stopped again halfway.

Because it felt the familiar anger that made it fear and tremble, and this time it was not aimed at it.

Not far away, two believers sensed the danger and wanted to escape. They failed to take a few steps and their bodies suddenly flew into the air, their necks were twisted cleanly.

Then there is the female breeder on the ground, this low-level monster who only knows how to devour and feed believers, but has withstood the most intense oppression and anger.

The mother has not evolved vocal cords, it does not need to make a sound, the creaking sound when the body is squeezed seems to be its scream, until it splits in two with a "snap", and the sticky brown milk splashes.

The black mist didn't bother to devour its life, killed it and left.

The stench in the air became more intense, the stones stuck to the mother's feed were corroded, and the "Zizi" was steaming. The spider dared not look up until the black mist had gone, and immediately covered its nasal cavity with its soft limbs Walk.

Seeing the death of the believer and mother, the spider realized that the black mist had treated it very kindly yesterday.

But it still didn't understand why the black mist was angry again this time.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the secluded sea, the turbulent waters set off violent waves in a blink of an eye.

The master in the depths of the sea is venting, and any creature that approaches is torn to pieces, and the trembling huge body cannot tell whether it is in extreme anger or fear.

Until the sea surface returned to calm, there was another movement, accompanied by the beating of the waves, a huge triangular head appeared from the sea water.

It rises slowly, a slender neck and a muscular body appear one by one, stepping on the shore and stepping on the ground, heading in a certain direction.

Every time the giant monster took a step, the soft soil sank, and the sea water flowed into the footprints along the legs and torso, and some wriggling parasites fell from it, screaming and crawling away.

—

Sleepless that night, had another dream.

He dreamed of the strange black shadow during the day, which hung in the air in front of him, looming a vague human figure.

Probably because it was in a dream, and seeing such a strange thing, Weimian was not afraid at all.

Not only that, but he was also very curious. He reached out his hand to touch it, but when his fingertip touched it, nothing came up.

Weimian was inexplicably disappointed, but the dream seemed to know what he was thinking, and the next moment his hand touched the entity.

It was warm, with the same touch as human skin, and Wei Mian retracted her hand as if she had been scalded.

The black shadow was very dissatisfied with his retreat, the scene in the dream immediately darkened, the black shadow raised the same vague arm, tightly grasped the sleepless wrist, and pulled him towards him.

Weimian began to panic, he tried to break free, but the more he resisted the shadow, the stronger his strength became.

Gradually, the black shadow no longer maintained its human form, and dispersed into mist to envelop Unmian.

He was obviously in a dream, but he felt short of breath when he didn't sleep, until he stopped struggling, the black mist let him go, surging softly and slowly.

Weimian seemed to be in the clouds, or in a ball of cotton, a voice whispered in his ear.

"like you……"

The mist gently rubbed against him, gliding across his neck and side face, constantly expressing his love.

When the mist touched a pair of horns, Weimian's body trembled slightly.

He couldn't avoid it, his consciousness was fuzzy, his eyes gradually became confused, and the wet and red corners of his eyes looked a little overwhelmed and aggrieved.

In the end he stopped struggling, and the last bit of resistance in his heart gradually dissipated, curled up in the mist and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Wanmian got out of the bushes, yawned and took out the stored food.

Another night was safe and sound, except that the dream he had last night was a bit strange. If this continues, can he live in this forest forever...

Weimian opened the leaf that wrapped the wild fruit, and caught a glimpse of a trace between the left wrist during the movement.

His heart beat a beat slower, he put down the leaves and slowly pulled up his cuffs.

Sure enough, there was a circle of red marks on the wrist, which was very obvious against the pale skin.

Wanmian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she reached out to wipe the red marks on her skin, as if they had been pinched out.

He felt incomprehensible and a little scared. He had forgotten all about the dream last night, but he only remembered a black figure holding his hand tightly.

First the hat that changed its place yesterday, then the marks on his wrist...

Weimian pursed her lips, put away the wild fruit, and lost her appetite for food.

At this moment, the woods are as quiet as usual, but Weisian always feels a little weird.

But he didn't understand, if there really was a monster lurking in the dark, what was its purpose.

Waiting for the sun to dispel the clouds and mist, Weimian walked around the bushes and planned to go to the lake again.

He purposely found a branch with a sharp top, held it in his hand and walked slowly.

Near the lake, Weimian saw that the towel he dropped yesterday was still hanging in its original place.

Weimian didn't approach rashly, but stared at the surroundings, clenched the branches in his hand.

There was no movement, no strange shadows, nothing.

Weimian still didn't dare to relax, she came to the shore and quietly looked at the water surface to make sure that her back was clean and there was nothing unusual, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He put down the branch and sat down in the sun, then picked it up again after a while, staring at the water.

Another fish!

Weimian held her breath, forgot all the dark shadows in her dream and the marks on her wrist, and found the right time to plunge the branch into the water.

He pulled out the branch with great anticipation, only to be disappointed again.

Weimian knew that his method must be wrong, but he didn't dare to go directly into the water, the lake must be very deep, and he needed to know how to swim.

When I was in the base before, fish was a very precious kind of meat. Weimian only saw the fish soup made in the kitchen once from a distance, and was chased away by others without even smelling it, let alone tasting it.

Now that the fish is right in front of his eyes, Weimian is unwilling to give up, he can't find a better way, so he keeps trying.

So throughout the whole day, Wei Mian squatted on the shore, several branches were broken, and he didn't catch a single fish.

Even in the end, those little fish seemed to know that there was danger on the shore, and never appeared again.

Weimian rubbed his sore neck, stared at the water surface and angrily threw the branch out.

He took out the wild fruit he carried with him in his pocket and ate one, then turned and returned to the bushes.

Before going to bed at night, Weimian curled up and hugged her knees, and did not close her eyes for a long time.

He originally planned to stay up tonight to see if anything would happen at night, but he waited until the middle of the night, except for a bird flying across the sky, there was no movement at all.

Weimian was tired and sleepy after catching fish all day, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Waking up early the next morning, Sleepless checked the whole body for the first time.

He slept well this time, and he didn't have any strange dreams, and he didn't find any abnormalities in his body.

Weimian felt a lot more at ease, maybe he caught himself when he was dreaming...

Holding his hat, he got out of the bushes, his expression froze.

In front of the bush where he slept, two dead fish lay in the grass.