"Da Xiong, let's throw away one of the stoves tomorrow. It'll take us several days to come and go, and you won't be able to handle it."

"ah!?"

Hearing Ye Feng talking to him, Fu Changxiong shook his head, rubbed his eyes hard to drive away his drowsiness, and then forced out a simple, honest smile.

"It's okay, bro."

He pounded his chest, looking confident.

"My physique is naturally suited for hard labor; I can withstand a lot of strain."

Besides, this is all the value I have left. If I cut corners again, what kind of person would I be?

Don't worry about me. As long as I have water and food, I'll have endless strength.

"well…"

Ye Feng sighed helplessly, deciding not to try to persuade them any further. He turned to look at the crowd…

"Remember to drink plenty of water before you set off tomorrow, then fill your water bottle, and remember to fill two more."

We might not be so lucky to find a stream like that in the next few days.

"Um."

After the four nodded at the same time, Liu Sisi suddenly seemed to remember something.

“Brother Feng, you know, this round trip will take several days, and Horford’s group is so close to our camp.”

"What if they find our treehouse and take it over?"

Upon hearing this, the group stared at her, as if acknowledging the possibility.

“Yeah, Brother Feng, didn’t you say they were only about two kilometers away from our camp?”

That possibility certainly exists!

"Brother, what she said seems to make sense, doesn't it? In the end, won't all our hard work over the past few days just benefit someone else?"

Besides, our treehouse is so sturdy, there's no way we can take it back.

Both Qi Xiaoyan and Fu Changxiong showed worried expressions.

"snort…"

Ye Feng snorted disdainfully, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Is this the first day you've met me? Do you think I wouldn't think of things that you can all think of?"

They even took over my treehouse! I fucking love it if they did, so I can lock the door and beat them to a pulp.

Seeing his confident demeanor, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That makes sense. If Ye Feng were even inferior to them, this team would probably have been wiped out long ago.

Before anyone could ask a question, Ye Feng spoke first…

"First, although Horford is not far from us, two kilometers in the Amazon is not the same as two kilometers in the city."

The area is well-connected with roads everywhere, but once you enter the woods, your view is severely obstructed, and everything looks pretty much the same.

Let alone 2 kilometers, even if it's only 500 meters, they would still have to search for quite a while.

Don't forget, we followed the map today, and what was the result? We walked all day and only covered four kilometers.

There are only six of them, how are they going to find anyone?

At this point, Ye Feng's confident smile widened, as if everything was under his control.

"Secondly, even if Horford gets incredibly lucky and finds one..."

Were all those traps we dug outside for nothing? We should at least take down one or two of them, right?

If he hadn't died and had even moved into the treehouse... hehe... that would have been wonderful.

I could easily kill this Marine Corps god of war without shedding a drop of blood or sustaining any injury.

"real?"

These words piqued everyone's curiosity.

Liu Sisi, with a gossipy look on her face, quickly sat down next to Ye Feng.

"Quick, tell us about it!"

Ye Feng didn't hold back and blurted it out.

"It's very simple, just use poison."

This made everyone even more curious, and they also frowned.

Because in the jungle, there are only two common ways to use poison.

Either poison is applied to the arrowhead, which then enters the victim's bloodstream through the wound, causing poisoning.

Or it could be like the sap from the poisonous guava tree in the afternoon, causing poisoning by being sprayed on the skin.

However, the treehouse they built was almost airtight, and it seemed difficult to complete either method unless the other party showed their face and looked down from above.

Ye Feng naturally saw through their thoughts.

"Stop making wild guesses. The method I'm going to use is toxic fumes, which will trigger poisoning through the respiratory tract."

When I was installing the flooring, I deliberately left two areas that could be used for ventilation.

They can't just hide in a treehouse and stop breathing, can they?

"Poisonous smoke?"

Everyone was overjoyed and began to look him up and down, thinking that he really did have such a treasure hidden on him.

Fu Changxiong then began to grope Ye Feng's body all over.

"Stop fucking touching me."

Ye Feng slapped his hand away.

"I don't have this equipment on me yet, but I'll have it soon."

Because there are many things on this land that can produce toxic fumes.

Don't ask any more questions. In short, believe me, no one can take our treehouse away.

If that day ever comes, the other side will definitely lose more than we do.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a rich aroma of meat wafted from the pot.

This flavor is authentic, even more fragrant than pork.

Everyone's appetite was immediately whetted, and their stomachs began to rumble.

They had been drinking water all day and hadn't eaten anything except for a few pieces of dried meat before they left.

In the afternoon, when they were looking for a water source, Ye Feng forbade them from eating dried meat in order to save water.

Because gastrointestinal motility requires water to aid digestion.

"Hurry up and eat, go to bed early tonight, and leave as soon as it's light tomorrow."

Remember, before you go to sleep, light several fires below the platform. There are a lot of mosquitoes here.

"Boom..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a white light flashed in the sky, illuminating the entire forest for less than a second.

"Could I really be that unlucky..."

Hearing the sudden, rumbling thunder, Ye Feng felt as if his heart had died.

They hadn't had time to build a roof, and now it was going to rain, and it looked like a thunderstorm.

"Hurry, hurry, eat! Otherwise there won't be any left!"

Ye Feng quickly picked up the pot, and the others immediately started wielding their chopsticks.

The freshly cooked frog soup was still boiling; they blew on it a few times and then popped it into their mouths.

The group grimaced from the burns, not even having a chance to properly taste the flavor.

Unfortunately, just as the frog had eaten half of the food, a torrential downpour began.

There was no gradual approach, no foreplay; it was truly like someone suddenly pouring a bucket of cold water down from the sky.

The soup in the pot immediately rose a bit.

From the sound of thunder to the heavy rain, the entire process took less than a minute.

That's how the Amazon rainy season is; it comes without giving you any chance to react, it just comes out of nowhere.

"Quick, put on your raincoat!"

Ye Feng quickly grabbed a backpack and placed it directly over the pot.

Then, the five people quickly rummaged through their backpacks to find raincoats and put them on.

Although they were moving fast enough, they were already soaked through by the time they were dressed.