It will stop in a while, but it will be troublesome to heal.
In the end, Kevin didn't take any action. After bearing the blow from the dryad, he let the flow take its course and passed out.
Because he actually understood the conversation between the tree spirit leaders, they didn't intend to kill the elite team immediately, but planned to bring them back to the place where they lived.
And there, almost at the "gate" of the real Phae Tomb.
For an extremely lazy person like Kevin, even being knocked out would not be a problem if he could hitch a ride.
Zhi's recovery speed is within Kevin's estimation. When he fully woke up, the dryads had just moved the group of them to the settlement.
Kevin controlled his breathing, trying to look like everyone else who wasn't awake. The dryads didn't realize that there was a traitor among the "holding the corpse", and dragged and dragged the entire elite team into a not-so-spacious place.
Kevin opened his eyes after the sound of their "cheeping and wowling" conversation faded away.
The top of this place is like an arched cover, which is composed of entangled thick vines, opposite-growing branches and leaves, and some thorny thorn branches, thick and tight.
Let's call it "dong xué".
There are several palm-sized pouches hanging on the wall of the cave. The pouches are almost transparent and so thin that they can be broken with a poke, like casings peeled off from the intestines of animals.
In those casing bags, there are handfuls of fluorescent bugs bulging around them, which have been cultivated into natural lights.
Hanging a few casing bags is quite bright.
With this light, Kevin scanned around.
In the corner of this cave, there are piles of berries like hills, and clusters of flowers with stamens are hung on the two walls, as well as the corpses of various unknown creatures.
It's not the whole body, the flesh and blood are all separated. The skins were piled up in one place, and the meat was torn into strips, dangling in the air. The skulls were turned upside down one by one, and all of them were filled with something, obviously used as a container.
Not surprisingly, this should be the storage house of the old dryads.
Or a kitchen in another sense.
When those old dryads went out from the kitchen, they tied their hands and feet tightly with thorny vines. With a little movement, those spikes would scrape and stir in the flesh, causing burning pain.
Kevin didn't care about the pain, he moved his body slightly to make himself lean more comfortably.
Nick and the others were lying around in a haphazard manner, stacked like sacks, and Squad's feet were just across an officer's face.
In the corner of the wall behind them, there are seven or eight stone statues standing motionless for no reason. Those stone statues were pressed against the wall with their backs to Kevin. It looked like they were dressed in human form. They might have been carved by the dryads, or they might have been moved from Phae's Tomb.
I just don't know why it's in a place like the kitchen.
Kevin still wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly there were a few rustling footsteps outside the door, from far to near, and finally stopped on both sides of the kitchen door, as if they were here to guard the door.
They didn't pay attention to the situation inside the door, they just chatted without saying a word outside.
Probably felt that the captives in the room did not understand their language, so the two chatted without shyness.
It's just a coincidence that there happened to be someone in the room who could understand most of the words.
"How long are we going to be stupid here? Don't change shifts?" Kevin heard one of them ask.
The other replied slowly: "Stop complaining, everyone else is busy, who do we not post? Do you want to be sent outside?"
"I don't want to! Even if it's rainy season outside, the sky is annoyingly bright. I don't want to change my skin."
"That's it. There are too many people breaking in recently, so don't expect to be idle." The slow one said.
"The two groups of people captured look the same, are they the same group?"
Slowly: "The taste is different. Haven't you heard of it? Among the people who were just captured, there is one with a very special taste."
"How special?"
Slowly lowering his voice, he said secretly, "Like 'that one'."
Another dryad gasped: "Isn't that what we're looking for?"
"That's right, the one caught this time plus yesterday's batch is just enough for a living sacrifice, and the one with that special smell should be enough to last for many years."
"Oh, no wonder the two of us are here to watch."
"Don't look at how many times you can afford to run before peeling off the skin for bloodletting? After all, it's hard to find one that tastes so similar."
Kevin: "..."
Uncover the skin and let the blood out? ! The leader of the cheating dryads only said that they are still useful, and they will be brought back first before discussing, without mentioning that the so-called usefulness is actually such a thing...
The corner of Kevin's mouth twitched, feeling a little lazy this time.