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Chapter 137 scarred

The starry sky slowly rotated overhead, illuminating a flat stretch of sand between the dunes.

The little shadows relied on each other in the moonlight. Bifang stroked the camel's head. The camel that could have left him alone lowered its head in submission.

He had failed in his attempt to survive this time, and it was nature's mercy that allowed him to continue.

Man and nature are really contradictory...

Bi Fang said with a complex expression: "I thought this camel escaped, but now it seems that I was wrong, it just got lost."

The camel owner must be a good person to raise a camel that is so kind to humans and helps lost travelers.

【What? What the hell is lost? 】

【Can a camel get lost?】

[Isn’t it said that camels have a strong sense of direction? 】

Bi Fang shook his head: "The camel has a strong sense of direction, and it is even known as the ship of the desert, but being lost does not mean being lost."

This statement confused the audience. Doesn’t getting lost mean being lost?

"Being lost and getting lost are actually two different things," seeing everyone confused, Bi Fang explained briefly.

"The camel just cannot find its owner, not that it cannot find a home. On the contrary, if the owner has confidence in his camel, he can return home and wait for the camel to come back on its own. However, in most cases, this situation is rare.

, the camel will probably take the opportunity to escape."

"Many people should have heard that a camel can use its sense of smell to find a water source 20 kilometers away. This is true, but it does not mean that its sense of smell is better than that of a dog."

"On the contrary, the camel has fewer olfactory receptor genes, just because there are not many odors to distinguish in the desert, so its olfactory discrimination talent is focused on the perception of water and other green plants, but in other areas

It’s very weak in that respect.”

"In this case, a sandstorm can easily separate a camel from its owner. If you have friends living in Qinghai Province, you can contact the local police station and ask if any family has lost a camel.

Its owner must be very worried."

Bi Fang touched the camel's head. This camel trusted humans so much. Its owner must have treated it as a family member and would have been very worried if it was lost.

【So that's it!】

【Then the next survival should be easy, right?】

[It’s already early in the morning, it’s already the fourth day]

[I am from Qinghai and I am already asking]

[Camels don’t move fast, right?]

[In the past, survival was successful on the fourth day. Will this law be broken this time? 】

[But how are you going to get that fish out? The hole alone is thirty meters long, right? Can you resist it? 】

"It's a little difficult, but not impossible."

Bi Fang tightened his clothes and decided to get the strange fish out while it was dark, otherwise it would be more difficult to move when the sun came out in the morning.

He was in a very bad condition. He stayed in a cave where the temperature was not high for two days, and often went into the water to catch the cold. Now he was exposed to the cold wind in the desert for half the night. Even if he was strong, he couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice started to become hoarse.

.

We must speed up and finish everything before our physical condition worsens!

Picking up the half-made rope again, Bi Fang began to make final preparations.

I need to replenish my physical strength. There is still a whole piece of snake meat left. If I don't eat it, I won't have the energy to work.

"With the strange fish, I can't use buoyancy and inertia to enter the hole like before, so I need to use a rope to pull it up."

after an hour.

Carrying a thick rope on his back, Bi Fang comforted the camel, then followed the entrance of the cave and entered again.

The hole was very deep, and the sand blocked it for ten meters. He climbed another twenty meters, and the total depth was close to forty meters. The total length of the rope was only nine meters, which was not enough, so he had no choice but to enter the hole and kill the strange fish bit by bit.

Pull it up.

This is bound to be a difficult task.

Half an hour passed.

Bi Fang tied the rope around his waist, jumped into the well from the underground river again, then supported the cave wall with his feet, and slowly pulled the strange fish up.

The strange fish was fine when it was in the water and could use its buoyancy, but in the half meter between the water surface and the entrance of the cave, Bifang exerted all his efforts to feed and almost was brought close to the river. He took deep breaths for a long time before he managed to bring it back.

come out.

"My God, this guy is so heavy. I estimate that it weighs more than 160 kilograms. It is twice as heavy as me. It is an absolute heavyweight."

"Fortunately, the strange fish has a streamlined body and looks like a Philippine crocodile. If it were a Nile crocodile, I wouldn't be able to pull it up at the same length."

Bi Fang blushed and took the strange fish up half a meter.

The deadlift can be said to be the total strength of the whole body. It has always been hailed as a measure of strength. Professional athletes can even pull objects that are three times their own weight.

If it can be quantified into specific data, and the cost-effectiveness of the next points added is not reduced, it should be a level that can only be achieved by reaching fifteen points or more in physical strength and strength, and perhaps a certain burst of sensitivity.

Before Bi Fang came to the Qaidam Desert, he had finally trained his strength to ten points. Counting the strength attribute obtained by drawing a lottery, it was only 11 points. But with a body of 13, he could barely achieve twice as much.

With lingering fear, Bifang wiped his sweat and continued to pull up while wrapping the excess body around himself.

When most of the rope was put away, Bi Fang took two more steps and continued to climb up, repeating this process.

When he got tired, he pushed the strange fish against the cave wall. The three-meter-long strange fish could get stuck in a cave with a diameter of less than one meter using its own bones alone.

But after climbing less than three meters, Bi Fang was out of breath and almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

In this way, he pushed for more than an hour before pushing the strange fish out of the nearly 40-meter-deep pit.

At this moment, it was already dark.

"Phew! Finally here."

Bi Fang gasped for air, but without stopping, he dug a small hole in the ground and put his jacket inside. Inside was five liters of underground river water that he had held in his pocket.

He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and continued: "In order to... rush on as quickly as possible, we can't stop and must set off as soon as possible, so... I need to feed the camels some water."

The camel on the side got up and came to the hole to drink water. In less than a minute, the water in the small hole disappeared.

[Damn, this is too fast, isn’t it? A water pump? 】

【Can you drink water like this?】

[If you drink so much, won’t a camel get water poisoning?]

"Of course not. There are many small bubbles in bottles in the camel's stomach, called water floats. This is the camel's 'water reservoir'. A Bactrian camel can drink 114 liters of water in 10 minutes. These

The water you drink will be stored in the 'water reservoir'."

"And after a long period of evolution, the camel's red blood cells have already adapted to the extreme changes of either not drinking or drinking a lot. Even when the water content of the blood changes extremely, they will not rupture and die."

Bi Fang carried the strange fish and put it on the camel's saddle. At first, the fish was a little panicked. It had never seen such a monster before, but it calmed down after Bi Fang comforted it.

This made Bifangdu feel a little emotional: "This camel's temper is really good. They usually feel awkward when meeting strangers, but this one is completely different."

The strange fish was tied up with a rope to ensure its weight was balanced. After confirming the direction, Bi Fang set off with the camel.

The sun has just risen at this moment, which is a good time to hurry up.

"We should drive non-stop within two hours after setting off. This is the coolest time of the day. We should walk as much as possible. As the temperature gradually rises, we can increase the frequency of rest breaks - every hour.

Take a five-minute break.”

What follows is a monotonous journey.

The sun gradually rose, suspended above the desert, and the heat wave rolled in.

It wasn't until 12 noon that Bi Fang took the camels to a shade to rest.

They traveled for more than five hours, resting for less than twenty minutes along the way. Many of them were delayed because they stopped to judge the direction.

Bi Fang leaned against the camel and took a sip of water.

He squinted his eyes, and sweat flowed down his face, soaking his masked clothes.

Clothes have simply become consumables here. Even if you can often get a lot of system clothes, they have all been used up now.

How long is the road to survival?

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