The Longevity Project

Chapter 309: Sailing in the underground river (1)

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The red rust shell under his feet was cracking every inch, and seeing that it could no longer hold people, the situation suddenly turned down, and everyone was in a hurry.

"There are still waves in the underground river! Isn't this too damn waves?" I shouted against the wind.

"You can't control what people urge you, think about it, do it like this!"

"Run, follow the rope and climb back to the cave!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the rusty shell over there seemed to be arched by countless hands at the same time, bursting into countless pieces, and the black and red fish leaped up in the silt and scattered like bursts.

It turned out to be a fish

Because the schools of fish are mixed together, it is difficult to see their size. They should not be too big. The big ones are no more than the palm size, and the small ones may be only one finger long. But there are so many people who can't hold it, and the rust shells cracked at the sound. They drilled out of the mud and rushed towards us.

At first, everyone only slowly retreated to the port, but later they were running away with their hoofs, because this red fish also began to drill under their feet.

And the most important thing, when the fish came out, we felt the sharp pain in the calf.

"It's a piranha to give back his mother!"

A group of people, like rabbits, kicked their legs and ran for their lives, against the wind blowing on the river, and ran towards the only intact boat.

At this time, no one is needed to command, everyone knows that the ship is the only place to survive. The wind blew the ship fluttering, but the rope was strong enough to fix the ship in the harbor.

Behind him came a scream like killing a pig. It was a slow runner being kissed by a red fish. Fortunately, I have already accumulated a wealth of experience in escape. When I discovered that the situation was not right, I quietly pulled Chongyang to pay attention to my position, and tried to stand in the most convenient position for escape.

Chongyang and I were the first people to escape on the ship. The ship was ups and downs on the river with the increasing wind. I barely stabilized my figure and grabbed the person who climbed up behind me until everyone was almost on board. , Lay on his back on the deck and panted.

Li Yuanyi sarcastically said: "Okay, Ning Chuan, it's no wonder that I am a bit capable of living to this day."

I chuckled: "Low-key, low-key, no one is good at it, how dare you come out to make a living."

I felt wet on my face, and when I touched it, it turned out to be water: "It doesn't matter if the wind blows, it's still raining. Are we really in the underground river."

Touching the red rain on his face, the wind blowing on the river still didn't stop, Zhao Feng said, "Da Hao, no one is there when you tap it."

Da Hao was the fat black man who owed him, Zhao Feng called him Da Hao. The man was groaning on the ground with his legs in his arms, and he barely got up and counted: "One is missing, Xiao Zhao."

"I saw Xiao Zhao got stuck in the mud. When I passed by him, only one hand was left outside." The thin man whispered.

Just die like this

Xiao Zhao doesn't have a high sense of existence, and I don't have any impression of him, but it is inevitable that there is a feeling that things hurt him. But Li Yuanyi was different. He just nodded after listening, "Who are the wounded?"

Da Hao raised his hand: "There are also Dr. Chen and Lao Gao."

Hao and Chen Qiyong of the three people were slightly injured. They were only bitten by a red fish, but the situation of the middle-aged man named Lao Gao was much worse. One left leg was already bloody and bloody, compared with the right leg. Obviously lost a circle.

Lao Gao gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't step on my foot firmly. I sank into the mud, and that was it when I raised my foot."

Da Hao took out the medicine to treat the wound. Lao Gao lay on the deck and breathed heavily. Zhao Feng asked him, "Can you still hold it? How do you feel?"

Lao Gao smiled reluctantly: "You can't die, isn't it just a few pieces of meat? If the blood stops, it will be fine."

"It's not that simple." Da Hao used tweezers to pick out a few red fish from the wound on his left leg. They were suffocated in the wound, all only as big as a little finger: "This thing is too crazy, just take it. If you suffocate yourself, you have to drill into human flesh."

The old hissed loudly: "Look again, don't wrap it in the wound, it really won't get better."

Da Hao rummaged in his wound with tweezers: "I know, I know."

Lao Gao couldn't help it in pain. He took his right leg and kicked Da Hao Man's fat body: "Dog things lighten up."

Seeing that Lao Gao was in good condition, a group of people began to gather on the ground to watch the red fishes. This kind of fish had never been seen before. The head was in the shape of an awl, the teeth were sharp, and the whole body was red.

"Anyway, it's not a good thing." Zhao Feng kicked a few dead fish into the water.

At this time, the entire ground is invisible on the river beach, even the silt is invisible. You can only see countless red fish surging and rushing to the surface of the river, tossing desperately as if boiling in the water.

Chongyang watched for a while and whispered: "They are eating their own kind."

I nodded. This is unavoidable. In this underground environment, anything that is edible is a survival resource that must compete fiercely, including my own kind.

The small rain water fell on the face, like mist, waves rushing from the darkness in the distance of the river one after another, driving the ship up and down.

When everyone got down into the cabin, Zhao Feng sighed: "I know the usefulness of these boats. People can't live on the shore at all, I can only live on the water."

We plan to take a short break on the boat and wait until the school of fish has dispersed before making any plans.

Zhao Feng looked at Lao Gao's situation: "I will let Da Hao take you back tomorrow. Your situation is not suitable for you to go on."

Lao Gao is not a brave person either. Knowing that his left leg was injured like this, he was looking for death, so he nodded apologetically: "Brother Zhao is causing trouble."

Zhao Feng slapped him on the back: "Which one of us and whom."

The sound of the wind outside gradually subsided, but the tide was still flowing, and the sound of fish surging was no longer so intense.

In the gloomy environment like the cabin, he soon fell asleep with his eyes closed, leaving only Dahao and Shouzi staring.

I don't know how long I slept. It should be midnight now, and I was awakened by a rustling sound.

I got up dimly and turned on the flashlight, only to hear the sound of rustling from the corner of the cabin.

I looked at Da Hao and Thin Man who were staring at them. They were snoring back to back. I patted Chongyang and whispered: "Wake up, there is a strange sound."

This is the third time I have heard a rustling sound, and every time it is different. Chongyang quickly woke up. Li Yuanyi didn't know when he also opened his eyes. The three of them looked at each other. Obviously, they all heard the rustling sound from the corner.

It was like a dense gnawing sound.

It makes my scalp numb.

A few people stood up gently, tried to avoid throwing grass and frightened snakes, and touched the corner. After approaching, I found that Lao Gao was sleeping in that corner. He has been resting here since he injured his leg.

I shone the flashlight at him, and Lao Gaoan slept there quietly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Lao Gao's shape looked strange.

His lower body is too dry.

I aimed the flashlight towards his lower body, and saw that below his waist, inside his clothes, there was only a piece of translucent human skin, and something densely packed inside was surging up and down. (End of this chapter)