After listening to Ye Feng's explanation, everyone became tense.

So, isn't this a dead end?

"Brother Feng, why don't we just take a detour? The mud in that swamp is so thick, even a raft wouldn't be able to cross it, would it?"

Liu Sisi offered her advice and persuasion…

Ye Feng nodded noncommittally, but his expression showed little panic...

"Theoretically speaking, that is true, but don't forget, it's the rainy season now."

Judging from the road conditions we've encountered during this period, it's mostly downhill.

This indicates that the swamp is located in a low-lying area.

Such locations, coupled with the rainfall during the rainy season, will inevitably form waterlogged areas, flooding the marshland.

We can easily cross by raft.

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief...

In fact, the result was not much different from what Ye Feng had expected.

After walking briskly for more than ten minutes, they could clearly smell that the miasma in the air was getting stronger and stronger.

In the end, it even masked the earthy smell...

"Put on your mask!"

Ye Feng quickly told everyone to put on their masks…

These were made from the clothes stripped from the corpses; they were all made of cloth and sewn together with needle and thread.

While it may not be as high quality as modern masks, it can still block most toxic gases.

When they finally reached the source of the smell, they had arrived at the swamp...

At this moment, they were standing in the center of a sparse forest, with the ground sloping downhill.

This was clearly a low-lying area, with long, straight trees, only as thick as an arm, standing irregularly and intricately in the water, seemingly unconcerned about drowning.

This is a mangrove forest made up of mangroves...

The water that submerged the mangroves was murky and pitch black, making it impossible to see what was hidden beneath the surface.

It must have been toxic rainwater mixed with silt from the swamp that was submerged.

White mist and miasma mingled and swirled around the entire forest, filling the air with various unpleasant odors.

It has a putrid, earthy, river-like, miasma-like, and muddy smell.

The complex and mixed flavors are simply indescribable…

If a human corpse is something that makes you want to vomit and severely damages your sense of smell...

This kind of taste directly hits the brain, dulling all five senses and making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Feng and his companions had seen their share of the world; they'd smelled all sorts of strange odors before…

Even with masks on, their facial features still looked squeezed together.

The strange smell and the endless mangrove forests clearly indicate that this swamp has swallowed countless lives to create such a large and massive miasma.

Ye Feng didn't want to stay here any longer. If he contracted the disease, he probably wouldn't even need to wait for someone to hunt him down; dying here would be their final destination.

He pondered for a moment, then immediately took out a rope, picked up a stone, tied it to one end, and threw it directly into the water.

After the stone sank to the bottom, it was immediately pulled up. This was repeated three more times.

Measurements showed that the water depth was generally around 1.2 to 1.3 meters, reaching up to their waists.

After considering it for a moment, Ye Feng concluded that if he didn't contract the miasma disease, leaving this area would probably be the best option.

He has a lot of vine sap on him. Applying it to his body should be effective as long as he is not injured or bleeding, or encounters a large crocodile.

After all, every minute spent here means death is only a matter of time, and taking the risk might be the fastest way out.

But on second thought, the swamp, once submerged, is a paradise for crocodiles and many fish to hunt.

There are many insects here. The toxic gas is very harmful to mammals, but it has almost no effect on fish.

Just as Ye Feng was hesitating, trying to come up with a solution that would satisfy both sides…

Suddenly, a splashing sound of water was heard not far away...

The sounds were very mixed, like some huge object, chaotic and numerous...

This immediately attracted everyone's attention...

Ye Feng quickly followed the direction of the sound...

When they saw the full picture of what had entered the water, everyone's expression changed, they unconsciously took two steps back, and gasped sharply.

Because in their field of vision, more than ten meters away in the water, four or five crocodiles were showing their dorsal fins, slowly swaying their tails in the sewage.

They clearly noticed the sound of Ye Feng throwing stones...

Although crocodiles are amphibians, water is ultimately their home turf.

Even after coming ashore, they are still very timid, just like snakes; they will run away at the slightest disturbance.

At this moment, they were staring intently at Ye Feng and the other unidentified creatures with their cold, brown vertical pupils.

His eyes were filled with curiosity and bloodthirsty greed…

They seemed puzzled as to why these monkeys could grow so big.

Judging from their size, these crocodiles are all about four meters long and are clearly adults.

Ye Feng recognized them at a glance as the black caimans, the underwater kings of the Amazon, which he had dealt with many times before…

Don't be fooled by their seemingly harmless appearance and lack of aggressive intent.

But as soon as something enters the water, they will attack it like hungry wolves.

Because underwater, the only creatures that could truly terrify him, besides groups of giant otters and adult electric eels, were none that could subdue them…

Their appearance immediately dispelled Ye Feng's idea of ​​risking swimming over.

Ye Feng stared at the largest crocodile, growing angrier the more he looked.

He clearly remembered that when he was crossing a river, he almost became food for crocodiles.

Several times, recalling that scene, or even dreaming about it, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Now that he has a chance for revenge, how could he possibly let it pass?

Ye Feng snatched the composite bow from Tang Weiwei's neck, nocked an arrow, and aimed fiercely at the largest crocodile's head...

"Want something to eat? Then I'll give you something good to eat!"

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew out and struck the crocodile squarely in the head, piercing it straight through.

The black sewage immediately gushed out a crimson hue, the water shimmering, and the crocodile struggled painfully, flapping its tail and creating a huge splash as it dived to the bottom.

The other crocodiles were startled by the sudden commotion and quickly disappeared into the water.

A compound bow arrow struck the head with full force; apart from the largest creatures in the ocean, no other living thing on Earth could withstand it.

Ye Feng didn't plan to care anymore; it was just a way to vent his anger anyway.

He returned the bow to Tang Weiwei and waved to the crowd…

"Let's go, let's chop wood and build a raft..."

Cutting down trees is physically demanding, and in an area shrouded in miasma, strenuous exercise is definitely not advisable, as it can easily lead to poisoning.

So Ye Feng and his companions immediately returned along the same route. In a forest they had passed through earlier, there were many balsa trees, which were the most suitable material for building rafts.