The torn pieces of internal organs were being frantically pulled and devoured by a group of piranhas.

It seems that this swamp does not have much impact on fish.

Of course, it is also possible that the large amount of rainwater soaking the biogas diluted a lot of it.

Ye Feng and the others quickly worked together to push the two rafts into the water one after the other.

After inspection, the raft was found to be up to standard and had great buoyancy.

Ye Feng, Zhan Pengwu, Fu Changxiong, and Qi Xiaoyan formed a group and rode on the first raft, with the others following behind.

Wearing masks, they rowed away from the gloomy place.

Fu Changxiong, who was rowing, asked in confusion:

"Hey bro, which way should we paddle?"

This simple question stumped Ye Feng.

Yes, which way should we paddle?

Ye Feng kept his eyes glued to the map, trying to find the specific river route.

However, the map was far too simplistic; apart from the general direction being relatively clear, the rest of the route was completely vague.

He frowned, his face immediately darkening, and he casually pointed in a direction where there were fewer mangroves.

Fu Changxiong and Zhan Pengwu immediately started rowing and sailed away into the distance...

Ye Feng knew that the crisis was only just beginning.

Without guidance, they were unable to leave this vast mangrove forest quickly.

Getting lost in the wild won't kill you immediately, but it depends on the situation.

If they got lost in a swamp like this, filled with highly toxic miasma, they would definitely die if they didn't find a way out quickly.

However... unlike on land, the methods for determining direction on water are extremely limited.

Moreover, the water in the swamp was pitch black, making it impossible to see anything underwater, so using fish to determine location was no longer an option.

It was still raining, and the fog had obscured the view, greatly reducing visibility. The situation seemed to be at a dead end.

Although Ye Feng appeared calm on the surface, he was actually extremely anxious inside.

After observing the surroundings for a while, he still couldn't come up with a good solution.

In the end, with no other option, he could only pray in his heart that he would find a way out by sheer luck.

But as it turns out, Lady Luck won't always be on his side.

After rowing for about ten minutes, they not only failed to see a river, but instead ended up in the area with the densest miasma.

Even the water surface was covered with a layer of mist that was visible to the naked eye.

The pungent smell overwhelmed all other odors, and even though they were all wearing masks, they were still forced to cover their mouths and noses by the stench.

He recalled Chou Chou's warning earlier; this mangrove forest was indeed very large.

Ye Feng immediately stopped everyone and told them to row back quickly...

He knew that he was now completely lost…

"As expected, you can't survive here by luck alone."

Ye Feng sighed inwardly…

The intensity of the smell makes it easy to tell that this must be the heart of a swamp.

These miasmas are slowly eroding their lives.

Ye Feng was in a state of utter confusion, struggling to control his agitated and flustered state of mind.

At the same time, his mind was calmly searching and filtering through all information about getting lost in the swamp.

"Observe the direction of the leaves? No, mangroves grow in swamps, so it doesn't have accurate reference value."

Observing the tree rings to identify them? That won't work either, because there are no large trees in the swamp at all.

What about using the sun's rising and setting to tell the time? Damn! That still doesn't work, it's raining now and there's no sun!

Could we use the direction the fish are swimming to find our way out?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly paused...

"Yes, swamps are generally not suitable for fish to live in for a long time; they only forage here."

Before the tide goes out, they swim back to their original rivers, and I can find the river by observing their movements!

Ye Feng was overjoyed, as if he had found a way out.

He was just about to give instructions to everyone when he looked at the water, and the smile that had just appeared on his face immediately disappeared.

Reality dealt him another heavy blow.

He had been so engrossed in his thoughts that he had forgotten that the water in the swamp was almost indistinguishable from ink.

Forget about observing fish, even if a crocodile came to guide him right now.

With the fog and the black water, he was extremely easy to lose track of.

This is like trying to find a black pencil stub in a huge black dye vat.

The difficulty is self-evident...

Ye Feng felt somewhat desperate at this moment, as all conventional methods of survival seemed to have been completely blocked.

Just then, Liu Sisi's scream came from another raft...

"Hey!? Little stutterer! What's wrong with you!?"

Ye Feng turned around and saw that Qi Xiaojie was sitting on the ground with her eyes half-closed, looking listless, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Tang Weiwei and Liu Sisi were supporting him...

"Little stutterer!"

Ye Feng and Qi Xiaoyan immediately jumped onto the raft…

"Xiaojie, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Qi Xiaoyan patted Qi Xiaojie's face anxiously, looking very worried.

Ye Feng quickly inquired as well…

"Little stutterer, how are you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Qi Xiaojie shook his head vigorously, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, as if his head were filled with lead...

"Brother Feng, my... my throat... and my nose, they feel so... uncomfortable, I feel like vomiting, and my head is... dizzy too."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Pengfei wanted to take his pulse...

Ye Feng shook his head, his expression extremely grim.

"No need to look anymore, this is miasma poisoning, and also a precursor to miasma disease."

Miasma disease is a series of pathological reactions triggered by the inhalation of large amounts of miasma.

In the early stages, the symptoms include dizziness, nausea, and a feeling of fainting and wanting to vomit.

Once contracted, it can interfere with the immune system, cause gastrointestinal dysfunction, and trigger diarrhea.

If inhaled continuously, it can also stimulate the body's temperature regulation center and brain nerves, potentially infecting the brain.

He contracted meningitis, accompanied by fever, headache, and eventually went into shock and died.

Miasma is like a frog being slowly boiled in water; it gradually and imperceptibly devours lives.

The plants and animals that died in the swamp fell in this way, eventually becoming nutrients for the land.

At this moment, everyone looked at each other, their expressions revealing their panic.

"Brother Feng, please think of a solution quickly, I feel like I can't hold on much longer."

Zhan Pengfei covered his mouth and nose, his brows furrowed tightly.

The others also looked distressed, staring at Ye Feng as they all felt their bodies becoming increasingly unwell.

The most important thing is breathing. Apart from the slightly pungent and unpleasant smell, I haven't noticed anything else.

But now, their heads were starting to spin, and the pungent smell of the miasma was becoming increasingly irritating.

Even a tiny bit of air feels like a fishbone stuck in my throat, making me feel as uncomfortable as if I were swallowing a needle.

Miasma and coal gas have similar effects; both can kill silently.

Once you fall, you will never be able to get back up, and you won't even know how you died.