John leaned against the tree dejectedly, holding his hair with both hands: "It's a curse! This place is cursed! This damn rainforest! It must be like this! Therefore, all the instruments and compasses are useless! We are finished , Haha, we're done!" He laughed, and once again became the man who was locked in a cannibal cage and waiting desperately for death. Of course, this is also the reaction that normal people should have after experiencing such a bizarre and terrifying incident.
The gunsmith remained calm: "Rather than attribute it to supernatural phenomena, it is better to make some reasonable speculations. In my opinion, this is probably man-made."
John's eyes widened, he stepped forward and grabbed the gunsmith's collar, and asked excitedly: "Do you know what happened here?" He looked like a madman at the moment.
The gunsmith said: "First of all, this may be the work of someone with superpowers. You have also seen my abilities. There are all kinds of people with abilities in the world. It is impossible to count how many abilities there are. It’s not that difficult to do what we just did, maybe we were just ‘confused’ by some kind of blinding method, or our brains were disturbed.”
John let go of his hand and calmed down a little. The gunsmith's words made sense. Isn't it more likely that people with abilities are more likely than those imaginary horrific curses
The gunsmith continued: "In addition, regarding space folding, it can be achieved through machinery. This technology is not unavailable in the upper echelons of the empire..."
When he said this, he suddenly remembered Tianyi's bookstore. When he was making the transfer device for that bookstore, the gunsmith had been exposed to the profound science related to space. Until it was completed, he did not understand what Tianyi had given him. Where does technical information come from? This scientific ability far exceeds the level of human beings at this stage.
Later, the gunsmith became the weapons consultant of the empire. He originally thought that the secret technology of the empire was the source of all the evil gadgets in Tianyi's weird bookstore. However, after getting to know more about it, he found that the two were far from each other. Belong to different systems.
Seeing that the gunsmith was suddenly stunned, John didn't know whether to interrupt or not. After a while, he snapped his fingers twice and waved his hand in front of the gunsmith: "Hey! Charles! Are you okay?!"
The gunsmith came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing, I thought of something." He continued the topic: "Anyway, you don't have to panic too much. It's just that you couldn't cross the river. Instead of being at a loss and giving up on yourself, you might as well think about it. Next plan.”
John had basically recovered from the initial shock and panic. He calmed down and wiped his face with rainwater: "I'm afraid it won't be possible to continue on the road. The rain is really heavy, and crossing the river just now took too much energy. , the worst part is that the visibility is getting lower and lower, and I’m afraid it will be completely dark in a few hours.”
"Well, let's find a place to hide from the rain first." The gunsmith responded and set off immediately.
Of course, John couldn't stand in the rain with his muddy clothes on, so he quickly followed.
The terrain of the rainforest was uneven and undulating. It took them more than ten minutes to find a suitable area. It was backed by a cliff and the sloping and protruding mountain wall above their heads could block the rain a few meters away. Even though they were squatting, The cramped shelter was uncomfortable, but it was better than standing outside.
The failed river crossing just now was really a lot of hard work, including 200 meters of wading and running and 200 meters of freestyle swimming with clothes on. After landing, I found that I was still in the same place, and there was pouring rain above my head. The most terrifying thing was that I couldn’t see anything. Outside the range, there is an unknown force that seems to be watching them all the time, trying to prevent them from leaving this rainforest.
Even though dark clouds covered the sun in the sky, the surroundings were not pitch black, which meant that the sun had not yet set. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. When the rain subsides, the two of them will have to find another hidden and safe place before they dare to light a fire and rest.
They didn't wait too long. About an hour later, the setting sun broke through the clouds and dense forest. Both of them couldn't help but be thankful that the heavy rain was short-lived.
After this period of rest, and as the weather cleared after the rain, John's mood improved a lot. After encountering successive tragedies, his nerve toughness improved by leaps and bounds, and his recovery speed was much faster. Of course, it is not surprising that he is so different from a gunsmith. The realm is not even close.
Not long after, the two returned to the river. The water level was high at this time, but it seemed calm and the current was relatively gentle. The gunsmith proposed to try crossing the river again, but this time he had to swim the whole way.
John's suggestion is to build a raft, which can reduce the risk to a great extent. Be aware that there may be a school of piranhas passing by in the river. Moreover, taking a raft not only saves energy, but also allows you to clearly see the scenery on both sides of the river when crossing the river. If someone is really hiding in the dark and causing mischief, they can grasp more details.
The gunsmith agreed to this idea. He was already very tired at this time. He thought to himself: If he was really bound by the folding space, the energy consumed in building the raft would be more cost-effective than free swimming back and forth n times.
Then John proposed to let the gunsmith use his super power to turn into two machetes, which could both chop down trees and defend himself. When walking through the jungle in the future, with a machete in hand, John would be able to help clear the way.
The gunsmith readily agreed, but he couldn't find similar materials for a long time. He had no choice but to grab a pile of mud and start accumulating power. After working on it for twenty minutes, he finally completed one.
"You go chop down the tree first, and I'll help you after I finish mine." The gunsmith handed the knife to John.
John replied: "Didn't you get a scabbard by the way?"
The gunsmith said: "Go away and kill a crocodile yourself and use the skin to make it."
John smiled and went to chop down the tree alone.
The ability of "alchemy" is very troublesome. Fortunately, the machete is not a precision machine with a complicated structure. Otherwise, the gunsmith may not be able to make something of this size in his current state.
Another twenty minutes passed, and when the gunsmith came out with his second machete and was about to help John, the guy had actually got all the wood he needed, and his hands and feet were really neat.
"The buoyancy of these logs should be enough to bear two people, and the oars are already ready. Let's get some strong vines, repair them with a knife, and tie the raft tightly." When John said this, most of the work was actually done. .
The trees he selected were of moderate thickness. When splitting the trees, they had already calculated their lengths and cut off the excess branches, so there was not much work left for the gunsmith. Presumably, John also realized that the gunsmith's superpower was very demanding, so he quietly took over all the work he could.
Seeing the sun gradually setting in the west, the raft was also completed at this time. The two of them had not let down their guard during this period, but neither the cannibals nor the black creatures appeared. The biggest danger was a few soy sauce people passing by. Just a snake.
The raft was lowered into the water and it didn't sink. The two of them sat on it with oars, but it still didn't sink, so there was no problem.
John paddled through the water: "It's getting dark. If we really can't get through, we can consider taking the waterway and go down the river away from here."
The gunsmith waved the oar on the other side and remained silent. He looked back at the river bank that was gradually receding, but the ominous premonition in his heart did not weaken at all.