The white tiger has regained its ferocious state.

Faced with the giant before it, it showed some complex emotions.

It arched its massive body and slowly retreated, still seeming somewhat fearful.

However, the white tiger's gaze as it looked up at the giant no longer held the hostility and wariness it had shown before.

Yang Zheng ignored the white tiger and instead looked up at the towering tree in front of him.

The tree was laden with fruit.

Densely packed, a sea of ​​blood red, countless in number.

Staring at the fruits that exuded a unique fragrance, he was overwhelmed with excitement.

Based on the information currently available, these fruits possess the miraculous ability to instantly heal themselves.

As for whether it can bring the dead back to life?

He felt it was unlikely.

However, one thing he was certain of was that no matter how severe the injury, as long as he ate the seed inside the exotic fruit, he should be able to recover completely.

As for whether the flesh is edible and whether it is poisonous, it is currently unclear.

Because the white tiger just now didn't eat the fruit pulp, it ate the pit directly.

Therefore, it can be inferred that there must be something wrong with the fruit flesh. Otherwise, the white tiger would have just swallowed the strange fruit directly. Why would it have gone to so much trouble to peel off the shell and remove the flesh?

At the same time, Yang Zheng had another question in his mind: "The white tiger that is entrenched here, and the golden crested snake from just now, are huge and have strange appearances. They are obviously not ordinary."

"Were they born as strange beasts? Or were they originally ordinary tigers and snakes that became extraordinary after consuming these strange fruits?"

Upon closer reflection, Yang Zheng felt that it might not be impossible.

"If I eat the exotic fruit, will I also become stronger and extraordinary?"

Looking at the ground of the cliff, there was a thick layer of tiny human skeletons piled up.

He continued to speculate, concluding that these tiny people must have come to pick the exotic fruit from the giant tree.

As for why they all died here?

There are several possibilities!

The first possibility is that they were killed by the crested snake and the white tiger guarding this place.

The second possibility is that the giant tree itself is problematic, emitting a strange fragrance that causes hallucinations and leads to death.

There is one last possibility: that after successfully picking the fruit, they mistakenly ate the flesh because they did not know the correct way to eat the exotic fruit, thus leading to their death.

Of course, all of the above are Yang Zheng's guesses. He doesn't know the specifics, because they haven't been verified.

The only certainty is that these exotic fruits must possess miraculous effects.

It's definitely more than just healing injuries!

Otherwise, it wouldn't have attracted so many humans from other worlds to risk danger and death to harvest it.

Standing under the giant tree for a long time, Yang Zheng secretly came up with a plan.

He looked up at the clump of branches closest to his head, which was covered with red fruit, numbering at least several hundred.

"Let's pick some and take them back first, and then experiment with them slowly."

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng reached out and picked more than a dozen exotic fruits from the tree branch, then put them into the pocket of his denim jacket.

I looked down at the white tiger again.

It was lying under a giant tree not far away, staring at him with fearful eyes.

Yang Zheng lowered his head and thought for a moment. He had already killed the crested snake.

Now, only this white tiger remains on the cliff.

We must keep it.

After all, the exotic fruits on the giant tree still need it to protect them.

Otherwise, if some extremely powerful villains came and wanted to pick the exotic fruits from the giant tree, wouldn't there be no one to protect it?

Just treat it like hiring a security guard.

The white tiger appears like a fragile kitten in the face of its enormous size, but it should be an invincible ferocious beast when facing the humans of the small world.

We must cultivate a good relationship with it.

With that thought in mind, he walked gently toward the white tiger.

Seeing this, the white tiger appeared somewhat nervous and fearful. Although its body was slightly hunched, it began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yang Zheng walked up to it, took out four exotic fruits from his pocket, and placed them in front of it.

This move could be interpreted as a gesture of goodwill, or as a bribe to the ferocious beast.

really,

The white tiger was clearly taken aback when it saw the giant throw four strange fruits to it.

Then, it put all four strange fruits in its mouth and buried them in a nearby place.

Watching the white tiger constantly digging at the skeletons on the ground around it, piling them all on top of the four strange fruits.

In an instant, Yang Zheng understood what was going on.

"Huh, this strange beast seems to have some intelligence and brains. I thought it would just swallow them whole, but it hid these four strange fruits instead."

"It seems it intends to save it for future life-saving purposes."

"But then again, why doesn't it climb the tree and pick it itself? Aren't tigers good at climbing trees?"

"Then how did it get the strange fruit it ate before? Did it fall from the tree?"

Yang Zheng shook his head, feeling that there were too many suspicious points in this strange place.

Alright, now that the exotic fruit has been harvested, let's go deal with that crested snake.

I took out my phone to check the time and found that it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

He entered the small world at 10 a.m.

Six hours later, it will be four o'clock in the afternoon.

He must leave the cliff and return to the real world before 3:30 p.m.

I calculated that I still had more than two hours to deal with this mushy, dead snake.

He picked up the stone again and continued to smash the already mangled crested snake with a "thump, thump, thump" sound.

Time flies by without us even realizing it.

Another hour has passed.

At this moment, beneath the golden skin of the dead snake, all the flesh and bones had been completely separated, and it had been utterly crushed.

The snake's head, in particular, with its blood-red comb, received special attention from the giant.

As Yang Zheng used the broken scissors to carefully pick out the broken flesh and bones from inside the snake's head, the shredded flesh and bones from the dead snake's body, under his forceful pressure, slowly emerged as a disgusting mass of meat paste.

It took a full two hours to clean up the dead snake.

Although there were still some broken bones and flesh inside the dead snake's skin, it was impossible to squeeze them out. The only option was to take it to the river to rinse it with water and then pour it out.

I checked the time; it was already 3 p.m.

"I should go back..."

Yang Zheng rolled the empty golden snakeskin into a thin ball, stuffed it into his pocket, packed up all his belongings, and carefully climbed down from the top of the cliff.

While climbing down, his left hand was accidentally cut by the sharp edge of a crevice, and blood flowed immediately, causing him to gasp in pain.

For safety reasons, he endured the excruciating pain and stepped onto the top of the retractable ladder.

Once we were on the ladder, it was much safer.

He quickly and safely reached the ground.

Looking up at the fourteen-meter-long retractable ladder, then at his bloodied palm, he frowned slightly.

"The ladder is so heavy, and it's so far from here to the hillside. I'm too lazy to carry it all the way. I'll just wait until the ladder gets smaller before I come in and take it out. That way, I can save a lot of effort."