And tied to the main trunk at the top of that branch was the very vine that had just been cut off.

Ye Feng immediately went forward to check on it.

He could tell at a glance that it was a bird trap made of earth cages, only that the person who set it up had made some improvements.

The man tied the rope to a flexible tree branch, then calculated the distance and tied the other end of the rope to a fixed device embedded in the ground.

Finally, arrange the ends into a circle and make an inverted trigger device.

Once someone steps into the circle, the device is triggered, and the trap will immediately tighten.

The tree branches that have been bent for a long time can generate a strong pulling force in an instant.

Even a small tree, barely as thick as a calf, almost lifted him up.

Ye Feng held the broken vine, his brows furrowed as he looked around.

He was almost certain that this person had not set the trap to catch birds.

First, the vines are too thick, which will make it more difficult to make the triggering device when creating the trap.

Moreover, choosing such a large tree for decoration means that even some light-weight humans could easily lift it, let alone small birds.

Secondly, bird traps are usually placed in obvious places, waiting for birds to find them before they take the bait.

However, the trap was hidden in the grass, without any bait, and was triggered by being trampled.

This is clearly illogical.

Therefore, the person who set this trap must have been aiming to capture someone.

And this person is most likely Ye Feng.

"Damn it, these people really have nothing better to do than eat and drink."

Ye Feng was very angry, but also very puzzled.

A few days ago, when he was carrying fish and meat through this area, he took the exact same route.

They went back and forth twice, but didn't find any traps at all.

Why are people suddenly coming these past few days?

Thinking of this, he squatted down, parted the weeds, and began to search carefully.

This issue concerns his own safety, and he must get an answer.

There are approximately one million indigenous people living in the Amazon rainforest.

This includes more than 300 tribes and over 800 different indigenous groups within Brazil.

They were like the animals on this land, vying for territory and resources.

They would often set up traps to ambush their enemies outside their territory.

Chou Chou once said that this was the final circle, covering 1,000 kilometers of land.

Therefore, the existence of indigenous people is quite normal.

If that's the case, it means they're not necessarily targeting him, and the crisis is naturally much smaller.

But as soon as this thought crossed Ye Feng's mind, he noticed some faint footprints next to the trap.

Because of the intertwined weeds and abundant vegetation here, the rainwater that has fallen in the past few days has not directly reached the ground.

Therefore, some traces can still be faintly seen.

Ye Feng parted a patch of grass and looked at the messy yet patterned shoe prints, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Obviously, the indigenous people could not have possessed such shoes; this trap was set by modern people.

Besides the remaining challengers, who else would come to this dangerous jungle?

He then leaned closer for a more thorough examination.

These shoe prints even have three different patterns, all of which are jungle boot patterns.

In other words, at least three challengers have come here.

So things have become very clear at this point.

For some unknown reason, these three people suddenly arrived here a day or two ago…

They discovered traces of Ye Feng's movements and then set a trap based on those traces.

"But... what use is a vine if you want to kill me?"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng immediately stood up, picked up his walking stick, and began probing along his original route.

A few seconds later…

With a "whoosh," his stick accidentally struck a trap.

The vines sprouted from the ground and quickly wrapped around his stick.

However, the stick was not big enough to secure it.

Another small tree sprang out from the vegetation, its vines crackling as it was flung about.

"As expected, they really didn't leave me any way out."

Ye Feng continued to probe forward, unaware of how many more traps the three had set up ahead.

But if he takes a detour, it will be a huge detour. Most importantly, he really wants to find out who is trying to assassinate him.

Just as he was thinking this, he stopped in his tracks again.

Because he felt a soft, hollow sensation coming from the bottom of the stick.

But when he looked down, he saw that there was nothing there except for weeds everywhere in the grass at his feet.

He poked the grass again with the stick.

The result was that with just one strike, a hole was punched in the ground.

This seems to be another trap.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he tentatively stepped on it a few times.

The soft, elastic feel confirmed to him that it was exactly the same as the traps he had dug when hunting wild boars.

Seeing this, he stomped down slightly with a little force...

"Click!"

A distinctive, snapping sound rang out, followed by…

The grass within a two-meter radius in front of him collapsed and fell into a large pit.

The turf and moss, mixed with some green plants, were pierced by sharp wooden thorns.

Ye Feng quickly took a step back.

This pit is at least two meters deep, one and a half meters wide, and rectangular in shape.

The inner walls of the pit were very neat, suggesting that it could only have been dug using some kind of modern tool.

The numerous, sharp wooden skewers almost completely filled the entire pit.

Each one is at least 35 centimeters long and as sharp as an iron nail.

The thorns were all charred black, clearly indicating they had been dried out.

Ye Feng felt a wave of fear wash over him.

If someone were to fall down there by accident, their internal organs would be pierced instantly, resulting in a gruesome death.

He carefully lay down at the edge of the pit and pulled out a sharp thorn with his hand.

After looking at it for a moment, I held it to my nose and smelled it.

In just a second, he quickly moved the thorn away.

Because the tip of this thorn has a rather distinct smell.

It wasn't exactly smelly, but it was very pungent and didn't smell like wood at all.

Based on his knowledge of plants, it's very likely that poison has been applied to it.

"Oh shit!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but curse.

If his previous thoughts were just guesses, then now he can be certain.

The other party was there to kill him, regardless of whether he lived or died.

Such a grand display truly shows great respect.

Ye Feng originally thought it was better to avoid trouble, as he was alone and had no idea about the other party's strength.

The best way is to avoid the traps and go far away.

But now, he has changed his mind.

"I'll see today who you really are."