The weather was noticeably hotter today, and the fog in the forest was much thinner than it was yesterday when it rained.

The leg wraps and sleeves are modern handicrafts, and much lighter than those made of pigskin.

This provided excellent assistance for the group's journey.

They also carried seven or eight cans of insect repellent spray, which was very convenient for spraying themselves or mosquitoes.

No more walking around applying unpleasant-smelling herbs to your body; it saves time.

They traversed hills and ridges, weaving through thickets of weeds and vegetation…

Soon, more than an hour had passed...

When they reached a depression, Ye Feng, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

Seeing him stop, everyone stopped as well, instinctively reaching for their weapons and looking around.

Being in this killing game, this seems to be everyone's natural reaction.

When Ye Feng shows a serious expression, it's a sign that something bad is about to happen.

After observing for a while, they only heard bird calls and insect chirps, but no other signs of biological activity.

"What's wrong, Brother Feng..."

Zhan Pengfei, standing behind him, asked...

Ye Feng lowered his head and looked at the ground…

"Have you noticed that the ground here seems quite wet?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked down at their feet and took two quick, measured steps in place…

This is a mossy field, with lush green moss and terrain-adhering plants everywhere.

At this moment, the grass looked like a carpet soaked with moisture.

It makes a faint rustling sound when you step on it, and it also sizzles and oozes water.

"This is normal, it just rained yesterday, is there a problem?"

There was a clear hint of doubt in Liu Sisi's words, but she knew that Ye Feng must have discovered something.

Ye Feng didn't answer immediately, but instead sniffed the air...

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"The rain stopped at noon yesterday, and the sun has been shining all afternoon. How could there still be so much water on the ground?"

And can you smell it? The air here is very damp, and there's a faint smell of rust and fishiness in it.

The group sniffed it and all nodded...

"Huh?...This smell...it seems familiar."

Fu Changxiong wrinkled his nose, pondering the answer...

Liu Sisi cut to the chase...

"No need to think about it, it smells like mangroves."

"That's right."

Ye Feng squatted down and used his knife to pry up a piece of turf, discovering that the inside of the turf was even more damp.

This means there must be a large water source nearby, otherwise the grassland could not have remained so moist after almost a day of sunshine.

"Mangroves absorb iron from the soil, so this smell is not surprising."

Damn it...are we really that unlucky? We've run into a swamp again?

Upon hearing this, everyone recalled their experience of almost being suffocated by the smog in the swamp a couple of days ago.

This kind of thing is a natural disaster, just like a magnetic field disaster, which cannot be solved by human power.

If you encounter it, the only option is to run.

After a moment of silence, Tang Weiwei, who was usually quiet, spoke calmly:

"Don't we have gas masks?"

Ye Feng sighed and shook his head…

"There's no need for gas masks because there's no miasma smell at all, and there are no swamps nearby."

My concern is that mangroves generally live in water, and this is a route we have to take.

If this mangrove forest is as big as the one we encountered a couple of days ago, we'll have to build a raft again.

This isn't something that can be done in a few tens of minutes..."

Yes, Ye Feng would not waste his precious time on a useless raft-building project.

The experience of living on the water over the past two days has already proven that traveling by water is not feasible.

And it has to be discarded once it arrives at its destination.

This is equivalent to charging for two hours and making a call for five minutes. It's completely not cost-effective.

"Can we take a detour?"

Liu Sisi asked very directly…

Ye Feng shook his head again. He had studied the map for a long time last night and considered every route to the destination.

However, this is the only route with the fewest detours and is the most suitable.

"It's better to build a raft than to take a detour. Let's go and take a look first."

They hadn't even walked for five minutes when they indeed saw the water source.

Just as Ye Feng had guessed, this place was indeed a mangrove forest.

The mangroves, not particularly thick, emerged from the murky water and grew upwards, showing no signs of drowning.

At this moment, Ye Feng's feelings were extremely complicated...

The good news is that there is no miasma here, and the mangrove forest is not large; you can even see the opposite bank with the naked eye.

It looks to be about 220 to 230 meters long.

The bad news is that the floodwaters from the rain in the past two days have not yet completely receded.

Some mangroves still bear the marks of prolonged immersion in water.

It looks like the water level here has receded by about 40 to 50 centimeters.

In the Amazon, where the murky waters aren't swampy, it means... there will be plenty of underwater predators.

This is not good news.

If it were on land, even if he encountered a group of wild boars and crocodiles, Ye Feng would have a hundred ways to kill them.

However, underwater, where everything is completely invisible, one's limbs, field of vision, space to move, and even the weapons on one's body will be greatly limited.

Crossing the river by physical means has a very low margin for error and is prone to accidents.

But building a raft would take even longer.

"Damn it, it's another multiple-choice question that I hate the most."

Ye Feng cursed under his breath, suddenly caught in a dilemma. It seemed that choosing either path would be a loss for him...

Thinking it over, he immediately shared his thoughts with everyone, wanting to hear their opinions.

Some people thought building a raft was a safer option, while others thought it was a longer route.

No one wanted to go into the water, after all, the terrifying scene they had witnessed while rafting in the river at night had left a deep impression on them.

However, at this moment, Liu Sisi strongly suggested that they swim across directly.

"It's alright, Brother Feng. We have vine juice, right? It'll come in handy now."

Ye Feng pursed his lips, stroked his chin, and pondered for a while.

He knew about rotenone juice, but he had never tried it; he only knew about it from books.

If the effects aren't that powerful, it's like gambling with everyone's lives.

After thinking for a while, he took action.

He first tied a stone to a rope and had Qi Xiaojie throw it in different places to test the water depth.

After some effort, it was discovered that the deepest part was only 1.2 meters deep, and the shallowest part was less than 50 centimeters deep.

Of course, the estimated data is not particularly accurate, but the conclusion is that the water will only reach their waists at most. The water is not deep, so they can swim across.

Ye Feng retracted the rope and then had Qi Xiaoyan take out the snake from her backpack.

It was caught just over an hour ago. Although she hadn't eaten it, Qi Xiaoyan couldn't bear to throw it away, since it was a small snake and not heavy.

She simply carried it with her, and unexpectedly it came in handy.