In the outside world, all creatures have gone through more than two thousand years of natural and human selection. They should hide when they should, die when they should, and evolve when they should. Most of the creatures with extremely bad attitudes will only appear in the wilderness.

In the human zone, where there are human activities, there is selection and domestication, such as domesticating ferocious wolves into dogs, such as domesticating native foxtail grass that cannot be burned to death into millet for cooking porridge.

The resurrecting plant in front of us has obviously skipped the history of evolving into a traditional Chinese medicine. It still maintains its absolute wildness in the harshest environment, with survival as its entire goal!

"Hold on! Be more damn smart!"

Donghuang roared like a provoked lion, waving his arms desperately, trying to speed up the pace. He even used his injured right arm, completely entering a state of rage.

I can understand his helpless mood. It’s not that the three of them failed to rescue, but that we are all in an awkward circle of grass:

The hay on the edge is lifeless, like a pile of bird's nests. With some strength, you can separate them with your bare hands; the hay pile in the center is full of moisture, and weirdos have begun to bite off the buds on their shoulders one by one with their teeth.

It seems that the composition of the plump branches and leaves is similar to that of ordinary plants; the most difficult thing is the branches around us that are half full, soft on the outside and tough on the inside, half pushed and half eaten!

When you pull it out with your hands, it has some elasticity. When you cut it with a knife, its surface is a little slippery. It's like a few broken celery stored at home. It has lost half of its moisture, but it is more tough than when it was fresh.

If you don't twist it twice, it won't break!

"What if we use fire?" Dr. Lin stopped, pulled the dirty backpack with his backhand, took out a bag of alcohol cotton balls, "Try to see if it can ignite!"

Panting from exhaustion, Dong Huang took out a familiar silver strip from his shoulder bag, took Dr. Lin's steel knife and rubbed it hard on the cotton ball——

This is the same method that the weirdo used to set my backpack vest on fire! Donghuang picked up the burning cotton balls with the tip of the knife and sprinkled them around -

The dry grass residue was not affected at all, but the moisture-stained branches were slowly dried out, making a "cracking" sound just like the pots and stoves burned in the countryside when I was a child.

After the moisture evaporated, the flames gradually extinguished, and the haystack in front of them turned into dry sawdust. Although this was a good way to travel quickly, the Resurrection Grass returned to its original appearance unscathed! This is strange, there are still other things in the world

Are there any plants that cannot be set on fire?

The mouse was still silently surrounded in the cocoon. The strange man's mouth was full of green juice and he could barely free an arm.

The three people who were going through the thorns fought hard with the pack of alcohol cotton balls, and their heads and faces were covered with sweat. Donghuang's pain seemed to be numbed, and the bright red blood was thrown out in a trickle along his waving arms. His right hand

The shoulder must be open!

My head was spinning, and the scene around me became blurry like a nightmare, but from my perspective, I could still clearly see a half-dead branch sneaking around Donghuang's back.

"Mr. Dong, be careful behind you!" I quickly shook my confused eyes to make him be more vigilant.

Glasses turned around and wiped his forehead, angrily scolding: "You are so worthless, do you even have to lick up the smelly sweat we shed?"

"It's okay, we have fire in our hands, it will be dried in a moment." Donghuang didn't even have the time to turn his head, he just grabbed the cotton ball with his bare hands and kept throwing it forward.

But that persistent little tentacle had no intention of being afraid of the fire, and it snaked up against Dong Huang's back.

Suddenly it plunged into Donghuang's shoulder!

He let out a shrill scream and fell straight down!

The whole process was witnessed by me, and I was so scared that my whole body tensed up, this *** resurrecting grass! Drink water, drink urine, drink sweat, even blood?!

Dr. Lin immediately rushed forward, grabbed the tentacle and dragged it outwards. It quickly changed from light cyan to shocking crimson, and it was sucking Donghuang's blood one mouthful at a time!

"Knife! Give me the knife!"

His glasses were so frightened that his whole body was shaking. He squatted down and fumbled for Dr. Lin's steel knife. He raised his hands above his head and slashed hard at the tentacles——

Blood splattered everywhere!

The fractured opening of the tentacle spurted out blood rain all over the sky like a shower, and then shrunk after a second.

"Brother! Are you okay?" Glasses' head and face were covered with blood. He knelt on the ground and tried his best to hold Dong Huang's wounds.

"Don't panic, I still have half a roll of sutures, hold him still and don't move!" Dr. Lin poured out the remaining half bag of cotton balls and wiped away the blood stains on Donghuang's shoulder.

I felt so sad that the damn Resurrection Grass had penetrated into his flesh! The wound was too big, I was sure I could see his bones...

I was so worried that I quickly turned my head away, but suddenly I saw a scene that made me even more worried:

In the central area, all the leafy tentacles spread out, the weirdo broke free from its hostage-like binding, and the mouse was balled into a meatball and left on the ground.

All the living and half-dead tentacles moved slowly, like a surging tide, gradually approaching Dong Huang, who was bleeding in Dr. Lin's arms.

My ankles suddenly loosened, and I fell from the air. The branches that were originally responsible for binding me swam between my legs and joined the team besieging Donghuang!

Fortunately, during the period just now, there were no bleeding wounds on the bodies of the three people we were trapped in. All the previous injuries had stopped bleeding and formed scabs, otherwise we would have been completely sucked away a few minutes ago!

"Master Dong..."

The strange man took out the two daggers from his waist, looked back at the huddled rat, stood up unsteadily, and took two steps this way.

The tentacles from all directions gradually gathered into a semicircular bag, which slowly opened like an insect, covering Donghuang and the three of them within its capture range.

"Run... Mr. Dong, run out..."

The mouse's body still maintained that weird round shape. He raised his head and looked weakly this way.

I was so shocked that I couldn't recognize that face as that of a mouse!

He looked like a shriveled old man who crawled out of a refugee camp. The skin on his face was soft and pressed against his skull. His eyelids were drooped, his cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and his lips were wrinkled and moving: "Don't

Surrounded by it, run away with Mr. Dong..."

My legs were shaking so much that I could hardly stand upright: This resurrecting plant eats people. If it is not interrupted, it will definitely suck people until only a skeleton is left!

I understand that once the situation in front of me shrinks, Dr. Lin and the glasses will be tied into a cocoon like a mouse, and Donghuang will be penetrated by the wound and bleed to death!

"Brother... hold on, let's move back slowly, shall we?"

The glasses trembled violently. They dragged Dong Huang along the stone road they had opened up, trying to break away from the trap.

"You guys run, go back to the corridor!" The weirdo clutched the dagger tightly, stepped towards the prisoners step by step, and gave them instructions in a deep voice.

Staring at him, I suddenly felt the courage to look forward to death. He tilted his head and looked at me, his face covered with stains, his eyebrows sharp and his eyes starry.

"good."

I don’t know why, but I whispered to myself, then reached into my pocket and took out the knife he gave me, and rushed towards the big knife at the same time as him!

"Dongdong! Take them away!" I screamed, inserted the handle of the knife into the gap, exerted all my strength, and rubbed it back and forth, hoping to destroy its structure!

I didn't expect the real tentacles to be so slippery! It has a completely different feel from those damp branches. My weapon is already very small, and as soon as the blade touches its surface, it automatically slides aside and slides my

Spread out the power!

I recalled the rat's amazing kick in the air. He certainly didn't use much strength in that posture, but he still cut off the tentacles in an instant. This shows that you need to use some skills to deal with this thing!

I raised the handle of the knife high, using my hands instead of my feet, imitating the movements of a mouse, and slashed sharply——

very effective!

Several tentacles shrank immediately under my blade, turning into ugly grass residue scattered on the ground!

It turns out that to cut off such a slippery thing, all you need to do is be fast!

The weirdo was very efficient. He had already pierced this one on the other side, but his stomach seemed to have been damaged before. I could hear the sound of retching coming from his throat from time to time.

Dr. Lin knelt on the ground and dragged Donghuang backwards, his glasses blocking his wounds. The three of them rolled and crawled towards the gatekeeper giant. The tentacles' thirst for blood was far greater than their interest in me and the weirdo.

Unaffected by the stump of his limbs, he first nibbled away the pool of pus and blood on the ground, then pressed against the stone floor, like an octopus in the sea, and followed the dripping blood to catch up with Donghuang.

"Turn back!" I yelled anxiously, struggling to chop down the tentacles sliding forward.

I used to be so timid and cowardly, but after joining the battle, my mentality changed a lot. I would rather annoy this monster and make it want to twist me to death than delay the evacuation of three people.

Give it some time! Once Donghuang is entangled, he will definitely die in an extremely tragic way!

The insect-catching plant of the Resurrection Plant was split in half by the weirdo. It still ignored both of us and wrapped itself around Dr. Lin's feet close to the ground.

"Push him out!" Dr. Lin turned over, held his buttocks with glasses, and pushed him a step away.

Donghuang, who was covered in blood with his glasses on, had already retreated to the feet of the gatekeeper. He stuffed him into the gap and kicked him out! Then he stood upright and blocked the gap with his own body. Dayi

Bingran closed his eyes.

The tentacles inserted into his messy hair and scratched for a while, cleaning up every drop of blood on his body. Then they penetrated through his collar, emerged from his hem, and stretched toward the corridor.
Chapter completed!