Chu Jungui made a large circle around the camp. There were no wild animals on the plateau, and even if there were any, they were all eaten by ape monsters. It was really not easy to find some food.
Under a clump of rocks, Chu Jungui found a clump of white mushrooms, so he picked one and tried to take a bite. Before the mushroom was completely chewed, Chu Jungui's mouth felt slightly numb. This made Chu Jungui feel a little numb.
Gui Du felt something strange. This mushroom could poison thousands of ordinary people without any problem.
He found another plateau shrub. Although it had no fruit, the twigs were generally edible. Chu Jungui picked one, threw it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Then he opened his mouth in the next second.
It directly sprayed out a burst of blue fire, spraying out all the twigs it had eaten. There was nothing on the surface of the twigs, but the internal tissue was extremely corrosive, and it corroded Chu Jungui's esophagus as soon as it entered his throat.
Deep ditch.
In this way, Chu Jungui tried seven or eight kinds of edible ingredients in succession, but the results were always stronger than the same, and even the test subjects could not bear it. In the end, Chu Jungui became so angry that he directly gathered a handful of grass on the ground and stuffed it into the food.
He stopped chewing it in his mouth and swallowed it raw.
Things like grass are similar on many planets. They have little energy and are extremely tough. They make it as difficult for animals to digest as possible to ensure their own survival. Therefore, Chu Jungui was desperate to eat grass and hoped to survive on the bitter cold plateau.
The probability of eating wild vegetables is really low.
A handful of grass leaves were put into the stomach, and there were indeed no calories. This was expected. At least these grasses were not poisonous and were much better than the previous ingredients. Chu Jungui accelerated digestion and in the blink of an eye he had the grass leaves in his stomach.
Decompose and absorb, and then trouble begins.
After the outer layer of these grass leaves is completely digested, some fibers hidden in the deep layers are left. As soon as these fibers are detached from the leaves, they immediately become extremely tough and elastic, extremely resistant, and extremely slender.
They were just fine needles made of cow hair, and even Chu Jungui's gastric juices were helpless against them. Because these fiber needles were so thin, only 1% of the thickness of a hair, and they had a terrible cutting effect, Chu Jungui's stomach moved.
, hundreds of wounds of varying depths were made.
Fortunately, this was not a problem for Chu Jungui. He directly wrapped all the fiber needles with energy and sprayed them out of the body. The physical properties of these fiber needles did not change at a high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees, which is really shocking. If
If it weren't for Chu Jungui, Austin and Doctor's level of powerhouses, everything in their stomachs would have been strangled long ago.
Chu Jungui looked up at the mountain-like corpse of the giant beast in the distance. When it died, all its tissues were transformed into rocks, and it was impossible to find repair fluid. Moreover, the repair solution itself was also mixed with toxins and energy.
The density is too high, and for someone like Crassus who cannot control the energy of the fire, if he takes one bite, he will probably be burned to ashes from the inside out.
After trying it, Chu Jungui discovered that finding someone who stutters in this seemingly vibrant world is not an easy task.
He returned to the camp full of worries. It seemed that he still had to rely on the doctor to solve the problem of eating.
Chu Jungui walked into the doctor's laboratory and told the story. The doctor suddenly realized and said: "I forgot, there are still people who need to eat!"
Chu Jungui could only roll his eyes in his heart.
All three of them can directly convert matter into energy, so they no longer need to eat. If MacMillan hadn't been entangled into a coil, he wouldn't have needed to eat. As a result, the doctor who was obsessed with research forgot that there is such a thing as eating, not counting it. While they were lying on the altar, the five rescued guys had been hungry for several days.
"The food they can eat...let me think about it, hmm..." The doctor fell into thinking.
Chu Jungui exited the laboratory, looked at the time, and went to check on McMillan's condition. This guy can't take it lightly at all times. His appearance in the snowstorm was so domineering.
When Chu Jungui arrived, Mi'er was whispering advice beside him, while McMillan's nostrils were turned upward, looking unyielding, but his eyes would always inadvertently glance at the dark green bowl of still-smoking A steaming soup with a lot of moving parts.
Chu Jungui heard Mi'er saying: "Father, just eat it! Apart from these, there is nothing to eat here."
"Even if I starve to death, I will not eat this kind of food!" McMillan said impassionedly, looking determined.
Mi'er sighed and said: "If you don't have the strength, who else can protect me? I'm just a burden here. Once something happens to you, I won't even have the last bit of use value. Who knows who they are?" What will they do to me..."
"How dare they?!" McMillan was furious.
At this time, Mi'er heard footsteps and immediately stopped talking.
Chu Jungui walked over, looked at the bowl of completely untouched soup, and then touched the temperature of the coil. At this time, McMillan's weakness was clearly visible, and the energy reserve in his body had already bottomed out. Chu Jungui checked again. The sturdiness and integrity of the coil, just turn away.
Mi'er followed up and said softly: "Can you help me?"
Chu Jungui spread his hands and said: "Even you can't persuade him, and I'm even more powerless. Even this little torture can't make him give in."
Mi'er said: "No! You don't understand my father. He has lived a very comfortable life since he was a child and has never suffered hardship, so the torture now is already very heavy for him. As long as he gives him A step up, retaining the last dignity, he will not refuse."
Chu Jungui disagreed: "This is equivalent to starving him, not torture at all. I think he can last at least seventeen or eighteen days."
Mi'er begged: "Time is also a factor, isn't it? With father's help, your progress will be accelerated a lot."
This was indeed a reason. Chu Jungui thought about it and asked, "What suggestions do you have?"
"Just beat me up and threaten him."
Chu Jungui looked at the girl strangely, not understanding why she had so many strange thoughts in her mind. However, this suggestion was indeed heart-warming. Throughout the ages, there are only a few heroes who can ignore the fate of their families, wives and daughters. As for torture, this It is not difficult for Chu Jungui at all. He can completely make the girl live and die, but the actual damage he suffered is not even a slight injury, and the few drops of blood are just for the effect of the show.
Seeing that Mr. Chu was interested in returning home, Mi'er quickly turned to the details of the action to finalize the matter.
At this time, the little princess walked over as if nothing had happened, stood next to MacMillan, and said to him: "We urgently need to know what can and cannot be eaten. What about the bowl of soup in front of you? If you don't want to eat it, then let you
My daughter came to test the poison."
"How dare you!?" MacMillan was furious, sucked up the soup bowl in one gulp, and then said sternly: "Come at me if you have anything! Let my daughter go!"
The little princess said: "That's impossible! We still have a lot of things to do, and she happens to be a good coolie. If you really care about her, do her share if you can."
"You'd better not break your promise!" MacMillan said in a low voice.