Li Changzhou turned off "dopamine control" and felt his thoughts were somewhat heavy, a symptom of decreased intelligence.

He looked at the wild boar carcass at his feet. He had been prepared to cut off the flesh long ago, but now he felt it was too much trouble.

Carrying meat hinders movement;

The game ended quickly;

It's okay to go a whole day and night without food in the desert, and it won't be a problem this time either;

You may encounter animals next;

All sorts of thoughts made him negative and lazy.

After several days of research and observation, Li Changzhou concluded that a large part of his 7-point genius intelligence was due to diligence.

He can put knowledge into practice and will immediately do whatever he feels is good for him. However, if his intelligence drops to 5 points, which is the average person's level, he will try to be lazy.

Playing on my phone while studying, looking in the mirror during class and thinking I'm so damn good-looking, and thinking that I have attribute points and humanoid black mist during training.

He wiped the rain from his face, clearing his head a bit, and turned to shout at Yang Qinglan on his back, "Give me the dagger!"

Even though they were so close, they had to speak loudly for each other to be heard.

Even without mentioning the wind, the sound of the torrential rain was loud enough, almost like being submerged in a flood of sound.

Yang Qinglan handed over the dagger.

"Brother! What are you doing!" Li Qianxia shielded her face from the raindrops that were like sharp arrows.

"Dig some meat! We'll replenish our energy and strength later!"

"I'll do it—"

"Be on guard!"

Li Changzhou used a dagger to cut off the pig's liver and tenderloin.

They cut off a thin strip of pigskin and used it as a rope to string the meat together.

Finally, he put Yang Qinglan down, stripped off her outer garment, spread out the lard and skin from the left half of the wild boar, draped it over her back, and then wrapped it tightly with his outer garment.

He tossed the right half to Li Qianxia and told her to put it on.

Pig skin and lard act as insulators in cold weather, preventing body heat from escaping.

The pig was very thin, and the lard was only a thin film, but it was better than nothing. It could be used to make torches and as cooking oil.

Yang Qinglan was only puzzled for a moment when her clothes were taken off. With her back to the wind and rain, she barely opened her eyes and saw him pick up the lard. She then understood what he wanted to do.

"And you?!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Her voice was still very soft. Although she was of average health and could withstand the heat of the desert, she couldn't withstand the hypothermia she was experiencing.

Li Changzhou didn't speak; he smiled and placed the back of his hand on her cold face.

Yang Qinglan felt warm and cozy.

Li Changzhou felt her skin was cool, delicate, and smooth, and he longed to press his face against hers, breathe hot air onto her neck, and kiss her passionately.

Another side effect of declining intelligence has arrived: lust.

He quickly withdrew his hand and tossed her back onto his back.

At this moment, Li Qianxia finished applying the lard and pigskin, pulled out the blood-red "mosquito-style blood-sucking gun" with her right hand, shielded her face with her left hand, and continued to walk forward on the mountain road despite the wind and rain.

"Early Summer!"

Li Changzhou quickened his pace and came up behind his sister.

Li Qianxia turned around in confusion.

"Your strength is too weak! Aim for your weak points! Use precision and speed to deliver a fatal blow!"

Li Qianxia wanted to speak, but in the end she simply nodded vigorously to indicate that she understood.

At this time of day, the wind is so strong that if you don't cover your mouth with your arm, you'll be grimacing.

All that could be heard was the roar of the wind; the world seemed to be teetering on the brink of collapse.

The terrain rose higher and higher, the wind grew stronger and stronger, and the rain and mist covered the sky like a thick fog.

Li Qianxia was too exhausted to walk any further, so she turned her face to the side and leaned against the stone wall to barely support her body and rest.

Li Changzhou also stopped and became wary of his surroundings.

When he inadvertently looked down, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him from a deep crevice in the rock at his feet.

Li Changzhou felt a chill run down his spine. His originally fiery body suddenly shrank, as if a candle flame had been blown out by a strong wind.

He subconsciously wanted to activate "dopamine control," but he managed to restrain himself.

The person in the crevice of the rock, like a ghost emerging from a grave, reached out and grabbed his ankle.

Yang Qinglan trembled. Even with such strong winds and rain, and with her eyes closed and face buried, she still sensed danger through her extraordinary perception.

But before she could move, Li Changzhou rotated his hips, channeled all his strength into his right foot, and kicked out with all his might.

With enough force to kick a 140-pound wild boar like a soccer ball, he quickly unleashed his power, kicking the man over the head and sending him tumbling off the cliff.

Li Changzhou was panting heavily, still in shock, his heart pounding as if it would jump out of his chest.

The man's hand gripped his ankle like a chain, and his severed, lonely arm swayed wildly in the gale, blood splashing in the wind like a red flag.

He kicked it twice, then stomped on it, before finally kicking the severed arm off.

Li Qianxia didn't turn around; she didn't notice anything.

"Are you alright?" Yang Qinglan asked anxiously.

Li Changzhou took two deep breaths before replying, "It's nothing."

After a long time, once his heartbeat had gradually calmed down, he began to regret the person's identity card.

To be able to lie in ambush here in this weather, and with such powerful strength in five fingers, I wonder what kind of instinct and skill that is.

If I had used "dopamine control," I should have been able to handle the situation calmly and come up with a good solution.

But he dared not.

He currently has 5 points of intelligence, and each time he uses "Control Dopamine" it consumes 2 points, so he dares not let his intelligence drop any further.

In the village where he was born, there was a woman with intellectual disabilities. Once, when her family was shelling peas, she stuffed the peas into her ears.

He happened to see it at the time and couldn't understand why someone would do such a thing.

Later, the village doctor came and tried every possible method to draw blood before he was able to remove the pea from her ear.

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