Chapter 17 The Man-eating Tree with Hanging Thorns (Please Collect and Recommend)

Tsk, this is too scary. Luo Chong was so scared that he quickly forbade everyone to eat this tree root and stopped the elder from beating her.

There is no free lunch in the world. Even if you steal honey, you have to risk being stung by poisonous bees, not to mention such sweet tree roots. Luo Chong doesn't think it is easy to pick this thing, so he plans to go and see it himself tomorrow.

Luo Chong doesn't believe in man-eating tree monsters. Since he traveled to this weird world, he has not encountered anything that he can't explain with science.

So the reason why he doesn't let people eat it is actually because he is worried that this thing has some poison, or special ingredients that cause hallucinations or addiction.

You have to know that nature is wonderful and endless. Poisonous mushrooms like poppy or hallucinogenic mushrooms are not rare things. After all, this is not a myth, and there is no great experience of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs. In this realistic and cruel world, every time humans obtain an edible species in nature, they have paid a bloody price.

Putting aside these thoughts for the time being, Luo Chong asked the tribesmen who had been tired for a day to prepare dinner. The dinner was very rich, with dragon and phoenix soup, which was pheasant stewed with snake, and roasted marmot, wild boar meat and dried fish, all stored food.

This is how food is stored. As long as the harvest of the day is greater than the consumption, the extra food will be left for storage.

At night, Luo Chong did not fall asleep and was very alert. He sat cross-legged next to the fire pit, adding firewood while carefully feeling the changes in his body.

There was no way, who made him eat the sweet tree root in the evening? The tribesmen fell asleep heartlessly, but Luo Chong was still waiting for God's verdict. Whether it was "poisoning" or "nothing happened", these were not what he could control.

He sat there until the second half of the night. When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the bored Luo Chong not only had nothing to do, but became more and more energetic. He had to quietly get out of the cave, pick up a wooden stick, and practice a set of emergency stick techniques for armed police that he learned in the army.

This set of emergency stick techniques is a variation of Shaolin stick techniques. Its power is comparable to its original "Shaolin Little Night Demon Stick Technique", but the moves are simplified, easy to learn, and more efficient. The whole set of stick techniques has been changed to be more murderous, and has lost its compassionate Buddhist nature. Of course, this is also what the army needs.

Shaolin stick techniques are the ancestor of stick techniques, and the several small stick techniques it covers are also very famous, especially the Little Night Demon Stick, which is the most distinctive. Although this set of stick techniques is a stick technique, it contains more of the gun intent, three parts stick and seven parts gun. Although there is no gun head, the various gun techniques such as picking, stabbing, poking, and pulling are all full of murderous intent.

Therefore, the armed police emergency stick, which has evolved from it, has carried forward this fierce style, with large-scale moves and looks extremely powerful.

Luo Chong was helpless to pick up the cold weapon moves he had learned in his previous life. There were no modern guns and weapons in this broken place, so he could only rely on these half-old cold weapon moves to arm himself.

Just as the sky was getting light and Luo Chong was playing vigorously, a pair of big black eyes reflected two rays of light from the gap at the entrance of the cave, like two ink-colored pearls. Luo Chong jumped high and stabbed downward diagonally. The wooden stick without a gun head directly pierced into the ground for more than a foot and stuck firmly in the ground.

"Qubing? Why don't you sleep?"

Luo Chong walked to the gap at the entrance of the cave and picked up the little Qubing who was lying on the ground and peeking. The child was a little scared of Luo Chong because he saw Luo Chong killing a pig yesterday. Now he didn't say anything, just buried his cold little face in the crook of Luo Chong's neck and blew bubbles.

It was not until dawn when all the tribesmen came out that the child started to make a fuss about going out to play.

Today's work schedule is the same as yesterday's. The only difference is that Qubing and his mother went to the fishing team, and Luo Chong took four younger brothers to the gathering team. He wanted to see how the demon tree mentioned by the elders eats people.

Qubing's aunt cried all night yesterday. She was wronged when she just arrived at the new tribe. Fortunately, the leader saved her yesterday, otherwise she would have died miserably.

The group bypassed the back of the cave and headed into the jungle. Luo Chong then realized that the tree was located deep in the back mountain of the cave.

There are not many tall trees on this mountain, but the bushes are very lush, and there are many fruit trees. In the process of marching, Luo Chong found something that he had been thinking about day and night, chili peppers.

Hahahaha, Luo Chong couldn't help laughing up to the sky after finding the chili peppers. There were many red semi-dried chili peppers. He didn't know what variety it was. Anyway, it was very thin, one finger long, and a bright red piece, hidden in the bushes.

But the tribesmen never eat this. This thing doesn't satisfy their hunger, and the irritating taste makes them think it is poisonous. It seems that we still have to come out by ourselves, otherwise we won't know that the good stuff is right under our noses. The four brothers followed the instructions and picked peppers here today. There was no need to do anything else.

Luo Chong followed the collection team and continued to move forward. After crossing a ridge, a basin came into view. The land here was very fertile, and what nourished this basin was the blue animal bones that could be seen everywhere.

Tsk, it's really creepy. It looks like a mass grave and a pit of corpses.

In the center of the basin full of bones, a strange tree about 60 meters high stood there. It looked pretty from a distance, like a big golden mushroom. The huge umbrella cover covered a radius of 200 meters. On the ground, the sweet floating roots grew in a tangled way, covering an area of ​​500 meters.

However, the closer to the edge, the fewer nodules there were, and the closer to the center, the more nodules there were. There was natural syrup in it. This law seemed to attract animals to get close to the trunk. Could it be that the closer to the trunk, the faster they died? Otherwise, why would it look like this?

Luo Chong wanted to get closer to take a look, but was stopped by several women, who said that he would die if he got closer.

Tsk, my curiosity has been aroused. Now that I am not allowed to go, my heart is itching like a cat scratching a dog.

Regardless of the opposition of his tribesmen, Luo Chong insisted on going to find out. If there is danger, he should be careful. With his current skills, he is confident that he can escape.

Luo Chong is like a blind man. He pokes the ground in front of him with his spear every time he takes a step. This way, there will be no danger. Every step he takes is in the place he has tried, and he slowly approaches the middle.

In this way, Luo Chong is getting closer and closer to the tree trunk. Just when his spear pokes the place covered by the tree canopy, the intuition cultivated by his years of special forces career immediately tells him that danger is coming.

Without saying a word, he quickly retracted his spear and retreated along the original route. At this time, the sound of breaking wind suddenly fell from the sky, and more than ten nearly one-meter-two-long spikes were inserted straight into the ground, aiming at the place where his spear just touched.

Damn, it's too cruel. It's a wave of covering strikes. If I had walked over there just now, I would have turned into a hedgehog.

The more than ten spikes are very strange, each with a diameter of nearly one centimeter, and the shortest is more than one meter long. The surface is light brown, smooth and shiny, and each one is straight and round, just like it was turned by a CNC machine. There

is also a white flower as big as a bowl at the end, each flower has four petals, which plays a role in stabilizing the trajectory during the fall of the spikes. This is a natural arrow, and those petals are natural arrow feathers.

After careful observation and repeated self-destructive experiments, Luo Chong finally had a scientific annotation for this so-called demon tree.

The demon tree is too exaggerated, so Luo Chong changed its name to the hanging thorn man-eating tree. Although it is called a man-eating tree, it not only eats people, but also attacks other creatures indiscriminately if they walk under the canopy.

Those spikes grow on the tree canopy, and the floating roots below are like a spider web full of bait. As long as prey touches the area covered by the tree canopy, the spikes will indiscriminately cover that area.

Dead animals will turn into fertilizer for the tree. If there are animals that are not completely dead and are lucky enough to climb outside, the spikes on their bodies will be taken to other places to take root and sprout, and grow into a new man-eating tree. This can be confirmed by the seedlings growing out of the skeletons outside.

To put it bluntly, this tree has no brain, it is just a plant like mimosa and pitcher plant. Killing other animals for parasitism is just a way for it to spread seeds and reproduce offspring. It is not magical.

However, the speed of the reaction arc from the root being touched to the spikes falling on it is indeed admirable.

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