A huge white tiger was rampaging through the forest, clinging tightly to a human.
Li Sheng was in a sorry state, with veins bulging all over his body, muscles that were visibly stretched and torn, and multiple abrasions that had drawn blood.
He didn't know how long he could hold out, but it was the only thing he could do: wait for the poison dart frog's toxins to take effect. He believed he was a chosen one.
Suddenly, the tiger swerved and was about to crash into a large tree. If it did hit the tree with force, the impact would be right on the tiger's lumbar spine, and it would definitely be paralyzed.
However, the tiger's movements are now clearly out of control. Although it is still frantic, its steps are no longer steady, which means that the toxin has invaded the tiger's brain.
This gave him another chance to struggle. Just as he was about to crash into the tiger, he grabbed the flesh on the tiger's neck and flung it to the other side.
The tiger, which was about to crash into the tree, immediately veered in the opposite direction and nearly fell to the ground, but managed to regain its footing.
The tiger was still struggling to get rid of the thing on its back, but it couldn't. It was clever and tried to inch its way up the tree, but each time Li Sheng controlled it and steered it to the other side.
The poison dart frog's venom works incredibly fast; in no time, the tiger was just swaying unsteadily before collapsing to the ground. It struggled to get up a few times, only to fall down again, and after two or three times, it finally collapsed.
Li Sheng got off the tiger's back and immediately picked up his big axe again, then went to the tiger that was lying on the ground.
Li Sheng's voice was reflected in the tiger's eyes, its face filled with despair. Li Sheng, enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, raised his axe expressionlessly, and a king of a domain fell.
After he finished, he was completely exhausted and lay on the tiger's corpse, taking deep breaths.
At this moment, Monkey King was holding several large, bright red fig trees in his hand. They looked somewhat like flattened figs and, like figs, had syconiums.
The combination of meat and vegetables was very nutritious. After taking a bite, Li Sheng found it very sweet and, unsurprisingly, saw several small, wriggling proteins inside.
However, he didn't even flinch before stuffing it into his mouth. It was a descendant of a small wasp, and the large-fruited fig and this small wasp had a mutually beneficial relationship.
Monkey King was very loyal and picked a few more to share with him. After eating them, his body recovered a lot, especially the sugar in the large-fruited fig, which was of great help to his current condition.
However, after recovering, he felt even more unbearable pain in his body, with multiple bruises. He touched his left hand with his right hand and, sure enough, the bone was broken.
After resting for a long time, I started to move other parts of my body. My left foot couldn't move. I touched the joint area and thankfully it wasn't broken, just dislocated. I picked up a piece of wood and bit it. Then I used my other foot to press down and fix my left foot, and then used my good hand to put the dislocated part back in place.
Without hesitation, with a snap, before the audience could even see what happened, Li Sheng's dislocated joint was already set. However, even though it was set, it still hurt.
It swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Sheng didn't care about it for the time being; his left arm was in more serious condition, and it would be troublesome to set it. The first thing he did was to set his own bones.
He took a large axe, chopped down several straight pieces of wood, and then, after a series of actions, bound his left hand with vines. The method was very crude.
It was still raining, and Li Sheng was soaked to the bone, feeling wet and cold all over. He was probably going to fall ill.
Li Sheng's loyal fans were heartbroken to see their beloved jungler in such a sorry state. This was another near-death experience for him. Now that Li Sheng was in first place, and he was so badly injured, many people advised him to stop.
"Let's finish, Wild King. We're already in first place. Our Wild King is the best."
"You are the god in my heart, and I am afraid that you will perish here."
"I always thought that Wu Song fighting the tiger was just a story made up by writers and poets, but I never expected to actually see the real Wu Song today."
"I was so scared just now, you have to stay alive, I've never been such a fan of a man in my life."
"Wild King, I don't want your money or your looks, I just want you to live well. Stop being stubborn, let's end this. You've already won the highest honor in this game."
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Faced with everyone's good intentions, Li Sheng smiled and said in a clear but slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm fine. Since I've participated, I have to follow the rules of the game. I still need to persevere for fifty days. Besides, I've never eaten tiger meat in my life, so this is a rare opportunity."
After lying there for so long, he felt the pain in his body lessen a bit. He tried to stand up, his bones cracking, and slowly circled the tiger's carcass a few times.
As Li Sheng warmed up, there was still fruit on the ground. He ate some while moving around, and after eating a few more, he felt his strength return.
To be precise, it should be said that the body's stress response subsided. When he stood up, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, which is why he needed to eat to ingest energy and sugar, especially since sugar intake can secrete hormones to stabilize the body.
It would be difficult for him to bring such a large tiger back, so he cut off its four legs, tied them together with vines, and hung them around his neck, which was the weight he could bear.
He will take the rest of the tiger back later.
He didn't want to worry about the other things scattered in the woods for the time being.
He walked with a limp and it took him almost an hour to get back to the shelter.
When Naituan saw her father like this, she panicked and pouted, trying to hold back her tears, but they still streamed down her face.
She choked back tears and said, "Give Dad some warm air, warm him up quickly, warm him up and the pain will go away."
The little one's tears were hot on Li Sheng's skin. He pulled the little one into his arms and rubbed his stubble-covered chin against her, coaxing her gently, "Little one is so amazing. Daddy's pain is gone after just one breath. Daddy just killed a big tiger. I'm so strong. In a little while, Daddy will bring the tiger back with Big Sister. Daddy will skin the tiger and make a cloak for Little One, okay?"
Milkball's eyes were completely blurred with tears, and he shook his head: "I don't want the cloak, I want Daddy to be an immortal old man like Little Turtle."
Mr. Li...
"Uh~ Actually, Dad doesn't necessarily have to be a turtle or live to a ripe old age. He just wants to live a long and healthy life."
Li Sheng comforted the baby for a while, and the baby stopped crying, though still letting out tiny hiccups—it was incredibly cute.
He felt that everything he did was worthwhile, and his whole body seemed to be filled with energy.
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