It was obvious that Gangfeng had problems with his emotional management. He was usually calm, but now he reached into his backpack like a madman. Finally, he turned the backpack upside down and started dumping things out.
Because just after Suyuan asked that question, he suddenly realized that he had not paid attention to this issue for a long time. Every time he opened the zipper and handed food to his teammates, he never looked inside the backpack or reached out to carefully feel the remaining quantity.
It was as if he had selectively ignored this thought!
According to the ration regulations, each person is given a tube of nutritional paste per meal. This item specially provided for the exploration team can meet the human body's needs for energy and water at the same time. As long as it is consumed on time every day, the body can maintain a stable functional state.
There are five people in the team, and they have three meals a day, which means the team will consume fifteen nutritional pastes every day.
The team's exploration time is seven days. In order to leave enough surplus, the team carried a total of 150 nutrient pastes, and these foods have corresponding consecutive numbers on the outer skin.
Neatly stacked soft strips kept falling out of Gangfeng's backpack. Gangfeng picked up one, looked at the number, then looked at the last one, and quickly reported:
"There are seventy-five left."
Half of the nutrient paste has been consumed!
The team set out on the morning of October 10, 52nd year of the New Era. Everyone in the team had eaten their fill before leaving Hope City.
Apart from the five tubes of nutrient paste that had just been opened for the team members, only half of them were left unopened, which meant that five full days had passed since the departure!
Five days!
They clearly entered the forest on the second day of their exploration, which was October 11!
According to my memory, it should be the morning of October 13th, which means that the memories of two days have disappeared out of thin air!
It's all so weird. The unreasonableness is right there, but it seems transparent and cannot be discovered, and does not attract any attention.
Every morning when they wake up, they act according to the rehearsed process without thinking about where they came from. It is as if the one-way street they came from has unknowingly become a twisted loop with no distinction between the starting point and the end point.
When everyone realized something was wrong, a slight crisp sound suddenly appeared in their ears.
Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to echo in everyone's mind, as if something like a soap bubble suddenly burst.
In front of everyone's eyes, a filter is slowly breaking.
Zheng Gaoya and his teammates saw more and bigger problems.
There were slight tears and scratches on their combat uniforms, and some long gray-black marks were faintly visible on them.
The disposable beacons that were normally used to mark locations on everyone's waists had long been used up, and were replaced by gray-white branches.
The team members looked around and saw the current appearance of their teammates.
Each of them seemed to have not rested for a long time, with messy hair, dirty bodies, and pale lips, as if they were about to fall to the ground at any moment.
The effect of the broken filter was still spreading, like a disturbed dream. The fatigue and pain accumulated over the past three days made them press their hands to their temples.
Pains and dizziness followed one after another. Despite such a negative state, the five members of the team still formed the battle formation they had used in training. The abilities of tracing and extraction that were not suitable for combat were used, so they pulled out the weapons at their waists and pointed them around.
Zheng Gaoya closed his eyes and put all his energy into the ability to share third-person vision, allowing everyone to be alert to their surroundings.
A breeze blew by, and the leaves in the gray-white woods began to rustle.
There seemed to be a language they could understand mixed in with the noise:
"So that's how it is. So that's how we can get this information. But it's not enough, it's not enough..."
The sharp cry resounded throughout the forest, like the chirping of a modified cicada, constantly hitting the eardrums of several people.
Amid the dense noises, insect-like beasts of various colors appeared on the trees around the five people.
Some of them have hard and colorful shells, some use their long legs to hit the surface of their body shells, and some constantly twist the patterns on their bodies to form human faces in pain.
When the five people's senses were tortured to the point of near collapse, the sound that seemed to be able to penetrate their souls suddenly stopped.
The swarm began its attack.
What awaits these strange beasts is not bullets, nor chemicals that can cause special damage to insects.
What greeted them was a scarlet ray, so hot and bright that a mere passing glance was enough to rapidly heat the soft body tissues through the shell.
Insects that were almost the same size as a human brain or even larger began to twitch one after another, and streams of boiling liquid gushed out from the joints between their heads, chests and abdomens, the joints between their legs and bodies, and the gaps next to their eyes.
The liquids were either green or white, and with a bad smell, splashed around and splashed onto more insects and strange beasts.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of insects died, and their bodies even formed a low wall several steps high.
But this did not stop the other insects from moving forward. They continued to move forward, stepping over the boiling body fluids and the corpses of their companions, like puppets being manipulated.
"The fourth one, this is the fourth one..."
A slightly joyful voice was heard amid the sound of leaves blown by the breeze, but unfortunately the five people who were caught in a tough battle were unable to notice it.
The crowd fought and retreated, moving little by little towards the east, towards the direction of the City of Hope.
The piled up insect corpses were blown everywhere by the cyclone created by Gangfeng's punch. He was responsible for the safety of his teammates at a close distance, and at the same time opened up a path in the direction of evacuation.
"The fifth one, so that's how it is... I really can't understand it..."
The breeze once again brought the murmur of rustling leaves.
Everyone suddenly discovered that the attack of the insect-shaped beasts had slowed down. Their movements became slower and they were no longer standing next to or crowding each other.
Most of the insect-like beasts slowly dispersed, like a receding tide at the seaside...
Only a few insect-like beasts did not leave. They seemed to be trapped in place by something. In the soil of the forest, white mycelium fibers continued to stretch upwards, fixing the legs of those insect-like beasts.
The mycelium continued to wrap upwards along the legs, and the insect-shaped beasts just struggled briefly and then seemed to give up completely.
Under the erosion of mycelium, their bodies broke apart piece by piece, and the solid, colorful shells were separated into pieces, while the contents wrapped inside fell to the ground in a twisted state.
The mycelium controlled the fragments to overlap continuously, and in just less than a minute they were pieced together into a human-like model, a humanoid object standing a few meters in front of everyone.
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