In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

Plop fell into the water, the whole body was suddenly cool, and invisible pressure came from everywhere.Rick struggled to open his eyes wide, feeling that even his vision was blurred with blue.

The colorful sunlight shines into the bottomless lake, reflecting the big gray-brown fish swimming in groups, and a few vicious crocodiles not far away are looking at it carefully.The long strips of aquatic plants swayed with the waves, small fish and shrimps shuttled among the aquatic plants, and the little fox blinked, convinced that he saw a pure white snake.

"Wow," the squirrel opened its mouth wide into an O shape, and wanted to speak, but could only make a bubble sound, "The bottom of the lake is so beautiful!"

Compared with the almost dead lake they saw in the Mushroom Space of Phoenix Mountain, this lake is vivid, dangerous and real, which makes Ali vigilant and curious.

Unable to stay in the lake for too long, Rick quickly used his telekinetic skills regardless of the beautiful scenery.

"..."

The squirrel continued to spit bubbles: "Are you practicing mindfulness, why is there no movement at all?"

The little fox tried to scratch and pull his paws, and tried to concentrate while swimming upstream like a dog.Unable to breathe, surrounded by lake water, and with many aquatic predators staring at him, he felt that his brain was almost muddled. It was difficult for him to think normally, not to mention the use of mind skills.

The group of vicious crocodiles in the lake, after observing the fox that suddenly went crazy and jumped into the lake for a long time, preliminarily judged that they were not threatening, so they exchanged fierce glances with each other, and seven or eight vicious crocodiles formed an encircling circle, all together Swim to the little fox in the center.

The squirrel poked the fox's ear and motioned him to turn his head to look: "We are in trouble. This is a vicious crocodile, a very powerful group of crocodiles."

They had also hunted crocodiles before, but it was a group of relatively weak alligators, and both Rick and Ali carried sharp green worm silk and stone knives.Not like now, when they were clawless, wearing only a stupid yellow vest, attached to a fishing rod with silk thread.

Rick gestured, and found that the head of this evil crocodile was two times as big as his, and there were iron hook-like nails on the thick and powerful front paws. It looked very clumsy, but its speed was unexpectedly fast.

If he hadn't been in the lake and could use the flame ability, he would have been able to retreat completely, but now he can only use his mind to defend against the enemy, which is obviously too difficult.

He took a deep breath—he choked his mouth full of lake water, bowed his waist in embarrassment, and when the evil crocodile saw the right time to bite, he suddenly jumped up nimbly, grabbed the spines on the back of the evil crocodile, and pushed the evil crocodile forward forcefully .The vicious crocodile that attacked at the other end almost bit its companion, avoided it quickly, closed its mouth embarrassingly, and swept towards it with its thick tail.

Under the buffer of the lake water, the screams of the squirrels turned into grunts.Rick's long-planned thoughts finally came to fruition. His eyes sparkled, and he roared loudly. His paws scrambled in the water, and the eight evil crocodiles were lifted up and thrown directly to the shore.

The fox, who was so tired and almost collapsed, emerged from the water, panting heavily.The squirrel climbed to the top of the fox's head, shaking its wet fur distressedly. The green fluorescent light wrapped the fox and quickly recovered his physical strength.

Holding a fishing rod and humming happily, Pang Pang, who was suddenly hit in the face by a vicious and strong crocodile: "?"

Wait, he has to help cook not just any fish, okay?

In the middle of the amber-like lake, a fox's head and a squirrel's head popped out. Their round black eyes looked at the shore together, watching with relish the action drama of Fatty beating eight crocodiles violently.

"You are so precise," Squirrel sighed. "Is it true that you can't control your telekinetic skills well? Why do I feel that they seem to be quite powerful at critical moments?"

Rick coughed guiltily: "Accident, definitely an accident."

It is absolutely impossible to treat the crocodile as an angry bird, and Pangpang as a pig's head!

Seeing the crocodiles being hung miserably to the tree by their tails, Pang Pang began to look around the lake angrily. Rick and Ali Qiqi took a breath and went back into the lake again.

There is no threat of crocodiles, and they have generally adapted to the lake environment. They are much more comfortable than before. Rick even straightened his four claws and tried the butterfly stroke he had learned before. Forward.

I don't know if it's because of the blocking of the lake water or lack of concentration. Rick tried a few times, but the power of thought can only move the smaller fish. Even if the big ones are thrown up by the power of thought, they can easily move. He broke free and jumped back into the water.

In the end, he had an idea, and instead of dragging the fish away forcibly, he waited for the opportunity until a big fish swam by, fixed the fish in place with his thoughts, then rushed over, bit the fish, raised his head and closed his eyes , while resisting the constant struggle of the big fish, while trying to throw the water to swim to the shore.

Under Ali's command, he swam to the shore smoothly, and handed the big fish to Pangpang as if offering a treasure.

Pang Pang was still sulking because of the crocodile, but when he saw the little fox smiling like a treasure, he immediately calmed down, puffed up his face and hummed to express his attitude, and then flew to Rick with the fishing rod:

"Good job, you will become proficient after a few more times. Just like throwing a crocodile just now, once your mind power explodes, it is very powerful, but you need to be in danger at all times, and use the will to survive to stimulate your power—"

He was talking, Rick nodded obediently, distracted, accidentally missed the big fish struggling violently, let the fish fly out of its mouth, hit the fat face with its tail, and then jumped into the water escaped.

Fat Pang, whose tail was thrown for no reason: "..."

Rick/Ari: "Pfft!"

Fatty gritted his teeth and glared over, his eyes murderous.

The little fox shuddered, quickly restrained his smile, turned around and plunged into the water.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll catch it back to help you avenge! Let's have fish soup for lunch today!"

This time he was brave enough to swim very deep, sinking about six or seven meters, and caught many plump mussels on the rocks at the bottom of the lake.He tried his best to control his thoughts, swam back with the mussels, and piled the mussels neatly on the bank.

Seeing Fatty's puzzled and disgusted expression, Rick explained: "It's delicious when it's cooked, I'll make it at noon."

But no animal that has ever eaten Rick's meals will doubt his ability to create fresh delicacies.Chubby nodded reservedly, and took out a huge pottery pot from the package he was carrying.

Rick was shocked: "When did you pack the pot at home?"

No wonder the package was big and heavy when it arrived. There was a stone fishing rod and a pottery pot. It would be hell if it could be light.

Under the indescribable eyes of Rick and Ali, Pang Pang said confidently: "It's not important, don't waste time, go catch the fish!"

Perhaps it was the method of throwing the crocodile with the power of thought that frightened the powerful hunters in the lake. Rick and Ali did not encounter too much trouble in the lake, and at most they were only chased and bitten by a few fierce piranhas.

In this situation where flame skills cannot be used, Rick's level of mental power has improved by leaps and bounds. In just a short while, he has been able to skillfully use his mental power to hold the fish in place, and then bring them to the shore one by one.

After catching three big fish back and forth, the sun has moved to the center of the sky.Fatty looked up at the sky, swung the fishing rod, and dragged the fox and squirrel to the shore: "Let's have lunch first, and then continue after eating."

Rick, who had been exercising all morning, was so hungry that he couldn't wait to take off his vest, shake off the water on his body, and ran to the bank to light a fire to boil water, preparing to cook fish soup and steam mussels.

He cut a piece of bamboo to make a simple grid disc, and divided the clay pot into two layers. On the top was the cleaned mussels, and on the bottom, he added water and seasonings to cook the fish. Rick closed the lid and patted it with a sense of accomplishment. claw.

"Catch another wave of fish in the afternoon, then pick up some more river mussels, and go home to roast scallops to eat," he planned enthusiastically. "Now that we have chili peppers, it would be nice to make fish heads with chopped peppers! There is also sweet and sour fish , braised fish..."

Pang Pang and A Li are two foodies who don't even know what these dishes are. Anyway, they think they are delicious just by their names, and they all nod their heads and suck their saliva.

"Huh——" suddenly realized that the sound of sucking was a bit loud, Rick turned his head vigilantly, and saw eight evil crocodiles hanging upside down on the tree, with their small black eyes open, looking at him in unison, with the corners of their mouths And kept drooling.

The little fox was speechless for a moment.

"What should they do?" he asked, "We can't just hang on like this."

Crocodiles are not real fish, and the meat and soup are not tasty, so there is no need to let them dry out under the trees.

Fatty glared at him angrily, apparently recalling the incident when he was hit in the face by the crocodile, curled his lips depressedly: "Let's release it when we leave, hang them for another afternoon, and remember it in the future, no one else dare to provoke."

The crocodiles were obviously frightened by Pangpang, and they nodded obediently.

After chatting for a while, the mussels have been steamed. The stone-like shells are wide open, revealing the soft and tender mussel meat. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… .

A total of more than a dozen mussels were caught, and Rick, Ali, and Pangpang ate them all in a short while, rubbed their half-filled bellies, rolled a few times on the grass, and got up again to fish happily Soup to drink.

After eating and drinking enough, and lazily basking in the sun for a while, Pang Pang shook his tail and picked up the fishing rod again: "Enough rest, let's continue training!"

Rick reached out his claws to grab the yellow vest, put it on reluctantly, and wanted to struggle: "Do you know that strenuous exercise after meals is not good for the stomach..."

Before he finished speaking, he was directly thrown into the lake by Pangpang with his tail in his hands: "You have Ah Li, why are you afraid that the tail is bad? Besides, how can the tail be bad, at most it will lose some hair."

"It's not the tail, it's the stomach!" Rick yelled angrily as he slapped the water, raised his head and accurately grabbed the fat squirrel that was thrown over him, and let out a depressed groan.

"Training seriously," the squirrel patted the fox's ears, "Let's go, let's go catch mussels!"

They dived into the water, swam smoothly downstream, and soon came to the bottom of the lake.

The little fox paddled the water with four paws, and dexterously shuttled among the aquatic plants. Once he found the clam, he used his thoughts to control it to float to his side.After a while, a series of mussels followed behind the fox's tail. The mussel shells opened and closed continuously with the ups and downs of the water, like a silent music concert.

The little fox's eyes suddenly widened.With his paw pointing forward, he asked in surprise, "Ah Li, what do you think is that?"

Amidst the bubbling sound of bubbling water, Ali could barely make out Rick's words.He looked in the direction the fox's paw was pointing.

A small transparent fish shone brightly in seven colors under the dim light at the bottom of the lake, like a pure and flawless diamond, and also like the overlapping shadows of fish swimming in the lake.

The little fox was still staring at the diamond fish curiously. The fish seemed to have spotted them and swam over lightly, with the fish's kiss lightly touching the tip of the fox's paw.