Unfortunately, Dick's expectations were completely wishful thinking.
Time passed minute by minute, and the cold night passed by quickly, but there was no trace of the person who came to pick him up.
"This kid can really endure it. Let's see how long you can endure it!"
Seeing the sky outside gradually starting to light up, Dick gritted his teeth and started to walk out of the house. After being hungry and cold for a day, he gradually began to face this game seriously.
Collect wood and weeds and place them in a sunny place to dry.
After finding some fruits at random, Dick began to look for clean water sources and new prey after eating them briefly.
Dick was very lucky. He quickly found a wild boar and killed it easily. At such a thin age, it was heartbreaking to see this bulky wild boar stepping on the muddy mud.
People couldn't help but sigh when they saw the thin Dick handling the wild boar skillfully.
This is just an eight-year-old child.
If it weren't for his childish little face, it would be hard to believe that this is just a child.
Some even looked at the pictures on TV, then looked at their son who was still eating cake with a runny nose, and silently picked up his slippers.
Looking at Ding Peng on the other side, this guy used the hot springs to cook bird eggs and collected a lot of fruits. After eating and drinking enough, he sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated to sleep.
When you are tired, go to the hot springs.
Others are trying to survive in the wild. Is this guy here for a vacation in the wild?
Jia Baosan is very calm about this, because he knows that the greatest pain in surviving in the wild does not come from resources.
On the contrary, the real trial has just begun.
As time begins to accelerate.
Five minutes in front of everyone's eyes, often a whole day, or even two days, will pass between the two of them.
Some people couldn't hold on and went to bed. When they turned on the computer in the morning, they were almost shocked when they looked at it.
Dick's face was as thin as a skeleton, covered with mud and black blue. He was sitting on a stone, staring blankly at the big forest in front of him.
This is completely different from his original handsome and cute appearance.
After taking a closer look at the records, I realized that this guy was very unlucky.
It rained constantly, making it difficult for him to light a fire. He finally lit a firewood pile, but he didn't dare to make the fire too big because he didn't have much wood to dry.
Most of the wood has been soaked in heavy rain.
This resulted in most of the food Dick ate being half-cooked.
Including the beggar's chicken, it is still buried in the soil? It is estimated that it will start to rot by this time.
If you look at the records next, you will find that Dick's misfortune doesn't end there.
It rained heavily, as if there was a hole in the sky? It rained heavily on eighteen of the twenty-four days.
Sometimes it rains too much. Dick dare not go out to find food easily. He is too weak. There is no hot food, no clean pure water, and most importantly, no salt.
This caused him to lose strength in his limbs and even cause vomiting and diarrhea.
Even though he has evil spirit level strength, at this moment, even an ordinary person can kill him with his bare hands.
What made him feel even more confused? Or facing the huge forest in front of him.
The boundless nature? For the first time, Dick realized what cruelty is, and his blank eyes revealed incomparable loneliness and fear.
Sometimes he even doubted whether he had been abandoned.
Is that brat still alive at this time?? Impossible, how could he still be alive??
That's a world of ice and snow? No matter what, he's just a three-year-old child. Shouldn't he give up?
Or maybe he gave up long ago? It's just that Jia Baosan deliberately abandoned him here??
Thinking of this, he almost wanted to shout out those words? But he still held back in his heart and did not dare to shout.
I can only think to myself repeatedly: "Just bear with it a little longer? Just bear with it a little longer? That kid must be worse off than me? He must be almost unable to hold on any longer."
Under repeated psychological suggestions, Dick could only grit his teeth and persist, but he didn't know what Ding Peng was doing at this moment.
After everyone switched over, they were obviously stunned at first, and then their faces were full of disbelief.
I saw this little guy actually built a castle with snow in front of the door.
If you look carefully, you will see that this is no ordinary castle. This small castle is actually carved with simple enchantment textures.
When you enter the castle, you will see that even the entrance to the cave has been widened.
They didn't know how this little guy did it.
I hurriedly looked through the records and discovered that Ding Peng was not idle during this period. Instead, he continued to use magic to create a set of tools for himself.
Even the dagger is no exception. After being enchanted by him, the small dagger can cut iron as well as clay, and can also emit a meter-long sword light, making it effortless to cut stones.
But at this moment, this little guy is actually boiling water in a stone pot.
I saw the stone pot full of gravel and had no idea what he was doing. People could only read the records again.
After flipping through several pages, I found the reason after being reminded by the barrage.
It turned out that Ding Peng found a herd of goats a week after arriving here.
But he did not hunt these goats. Instead, he followed them for two full days. When he was hungry, he would eat some hard-boiled bird eggs, and when it was cold, he would make a snow nest to hide in.
Finally, Huangtian paid off and allowed him to find a cave far away.
When he walked in and took a look, he could see the goats licking vigorously everywhere in the cave. Yes, the white crystals on these stones were the rock salt he was looking for.
What Ding Peng was doing at this time was using cooking methods to boil out the salt in the stones.
Seeing this scene, everyone immediately felt no pity for Dick.
You could call it luck at first, but now Ding Peng's optimistic attitude and the process of actively looking for salt have become a real skill. Apart from his better luck, it is almost impossible to fault him.
Someone saw Ding Peng's sunny little face building his own little world on the cold snow, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Then he looked at his son who was crying after just being beaten a few times, and silently took off his clothes again.
Got his own slippers.
So at this moment, Dick's supernatural and dazed expression has been screenshotted by major UP owners on Station B, and even various ghostly and evil videos have appeared, which has become a hot topic on the Internet.
"strangeness!!"
Ding Xiaoyi, who had been sitting in the auditorium all day and night, did not feel tired at all, but felt confused.
This kid is lucky, he understands.
After all, it’s strange that someone who is born with a cheating device is unlucky.
He even suspected that if Dick had landed in this place, the volcano might have erupted, and he would never have lived as comfortably as this kid.
Looking at the picture, this boy boiled salt, then lay down on the stone bed and began to meditate and sleep.
He became even more confused.
It's just good luck. He is only three years old after all. Who gave him this knowledge of survival in the wild?
Moreover, he had really practiced in the wild, and he knew very well that when he faced the boundless mountains and forests, the loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world made people feel itchy just thinking about it.
How did a child do this?
He also specifically asked Wang Puppy about this, but Wang Puppy patted his chest and assured that Ding Peng's kindergarten never taught any knowledge about survival in the wild, and he might not even be able to find a related book.
For a moment, Ding Xiaoyi realized that he couldn't see through his son.
And just when Ding Xiaoyi was confused, Ding Peng was dancing happily in his sleep.
"Master, the method you said works so well, the salt is cooked out."
As he spoke, he jumped to the foot of the huge fruit tree, picked up the tea cup on the table, and poured a drink into his mouth.
Although I know that this place is just a dream temporarily created by Master, and the tea I drank may not be real, the outside world is also fake.
In front of the table, I saw an old man slowly putting down his book. His youthful appearance made it difficult to tell the real age of this old man.
But if Ding Xiaoyi could see this old man, he would definitely recognize that this old guy is the Shangqing Taoist whom Ding Peng met in the Paradise Dream.
Seeing the kid's expression of joy, Master Shangqing pinched his beard and said proudly: "Of course, everything must be scientific!"
Ding Peng, who was drinking tea, was choked by these words.
"Ahem! Master, you can easily make a person out of a star and teach science to me? Is that appropriate?"
Although I have never actually seen my master take action, I know in my heart that my master is a great man who can change the world with just a few clicks.
Such a powerful person is actually talking about science to himself in a serious manner??
This is as fantastic as a scientist telling you how powerful Voldemort's magic is in Harry Potter.
Or it may be like a police uncle teaching you how to solicit prostitution without getting caught.
I saw the incredible expression on this kid's face.
Taoist Shangqing put down the "A Brief History of Time" in disapproval, sat up and said with a serious expression.
"I have no knowledge. The other side of science is metaphysics. The other side of metaphysics is science. Boy, times have changed. You must learn to use a scientific perspective to try to understand metaphysics!"
"Come on, come on, stop using tongue twisters, I'm almost going to faint."
Ding Peng covered his head and looked like he was going to faint.
Seeing this, Master Shangqing shook his head and stood up from his chair: "It's because you don't understand much."
"Talking about this enchantment, have you really studied it thoroughly? Why can these runes change the properties of matter? You only know that this can be used in this way, but you don't know the principle. Do you think it is unscientific?
"
After finishing speaking, Taoist Shangqing looked up at the dense starry sky above his head. He was dressed in a green robe without wind. His head was full of white hair and his thick long beard made him look more like an old professor who was well-read.
.
The long years gave him a lot of time to study problems that others could not study thoroughly in their lifetimes.
But the more we know, the answers we get are not satisfying, but only bring more confusion.
Perhaps just like my senior brother, he is obsessed with arithmetic. The vast knowledge is filled with too many unknowns and confusions.
"And when we stand at the top of metaphysics and use scientific methods to learn our skills again, we will find that there are many mistakes in the same spell.
After I got the explanation in a scientific way, I found that this spell actually has more than a dozen variations... Hey, there is no end to learning, and there is no limit to the sea of knowledge."
Facing his master's sighs, Ding Peng sat at the table with a small face:
"So, after all this, you still say the same thing about science, right? You want to say that, I promise to study hard, make progress every day, get 100% on every exam, and never daydream again.
Already."
"No!"
Surprisingly, his master rejected his idea decisively, looked at him seriously, and after a moment, he slowly said: "You are not worthy!"
"cough!!"
Ding Peng was so choked that he completely lost his temper. He laid his head on the table and no longer wanted to talk to his master.
On the contrary, I miss the fat master and the thin master’s lectures which were more interesting.
It's a pity that Master Shangqing didn't intend to let him go.
He poked the kid's forehead with his finger: "Don't do this. Hurry up and memorize this Sutra of Wonders of the Mote of Dust for me. One word is missing... Humph, I don't think you can have a good rest tonight!"
"
"Ah! Are you still carrying it??"
Ding Peng looked at the thick stack of books in front of him, and his face suddenly fell.
Seeing the painful expression on his face, Taoist Shangqing could only pat his little head and comfort him with sincerity: "My child, carry it on your back. Who asked our family to live on this condition..."
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"I can't stand it!!!"
A cry that had been accumulated in the chest for countless times echoed in the mountains and forests.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Dick finally shouted the words he wanted to shout but never dared to shout out.
Suddenly, the defense in my heart suddenly collapsed.
He couldn't stand this ghost place anymore. What games, rescues, and bullshit overall situation had nothing to do with him.
Now he just wants to go home, return to his mother, take a quick bath, have a meal, and then lie on his big bed, enjoying the warm little hands of several maid sisters and their attentive service.
As for those plans and patience mentioned by Jia Baosan, go to hell.
"I want to go home, I want to go home, take me home, wuwuwu... I don't want to stay here anymore, ah... wuwuwu..."
While crying, Dick, who was already desperate, covered his cheeks and cried heartbreakingly.
"waste!!"
Jia Baosan, who was sitting in the rest area, was so angry that he smashed the tea cup in his hand, pointed at the screen and yelled: "Idiot, waste, garbage, stupid and ignorant guy."
In fact, as early as midnight last night, when Jia Baosan saw Ding Peng actually starting to build a castle out of snow, he already had an ominous premonition in his heart.
But he couldn't figure out how a three-year-old child could always maintain an optimistic and sunny spirit when he was alone.
These incomprehensibility and incomprehension made Jia Baosan almost crazy with depression, but it was useless to say anything now. He looked at Ding Xiaoyi sitting in the audience, his dark face filled with dark clouds.