Ye Feng was very clear about this.
But he had already tried every possible method, and none of them worked.
Looking at the longing in everyone's eyes as they stared at him, Ye Feng felt ashamed.
He shook his head helplessly…
"Everyone, if I told you that I have no other way right now, would you blame me?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, plummeted into an abyss.
If even Ye Feng can't solve this, then it means that this matter is truly difficult to handle.
The people stopped paddling, their faces showing dejection, and slumped onto the raft.
After a moment of silence, Liu Sisi suddenly said:
"Brother Feng, why don't we just go back and then choose a detour?"
Ye Feng shook his head with a wry smile and pointed to the surrounding mist…
"We've paddled at least a hundred or two meters already. Are you sure we can still find our way back?"
The group glanced around and saw thick fog everywhere, with trees emerging from the water.
Everything looked exactly the same; if they hadn't been paddling around, they might have even thought they were in a maze.
The terror of the Amazon extends far beyond its highly venomous creatures.
The weather, terrain, and air here can kill you at any moment without you even realizing it.
Is there really no other way?
"Hey bro, I don't want to die! You're so smart, think about it again, you're sure you can find a way."
"Brother Feng, don't worry. You always say that you must stay calm when you encounter problems. We all believe in you."
...
Everyone was comforting him because they knew they couldn't put too much pressure on Ye Feng at this time.
No matter what difficulties you encounter, calmness and composure are always essential for successfully resolving them.
Ye Feng stroked his beard, carefully considering a solution…
After a moment, he decided to use a game that Chinese children often play.
Sometimes, luck, that mysterious thing, can actually save your life.
Now, he can only give it a try.
He stood at the bow of the raft, extended one finger, pointed it towards the four cardinal directions, and began chanting incantations.
"Rooster's head, hen's head, not this head, but that head, whoever the little rooster points to, that's who I'll choose..."
After muttering to himself for about ten seconds, he decided to trust his luck one more time and pointed to the west.
"Try rowing that way!"
Seeing this, everyone quickly turned the raft around and paddled away...
Ye Feng had no confidence at all; he knew that this approach was far too frivolous.
But let's take a gamble now. Maybe it'll actually work.
This is better than doing nothing and just waiting to die, right?
However, reality soon taught him another lesson...
After paddling for seven or eight minutes, the smell of miasma had not lessened at all.
In other words, they still haven't found the exit from the swamp.
As it turns out, in the wild, relying on luck to escape is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Stop paddling, you're going the wrong way..."
Ye Feng's tone immediately turned somber. He rubbed his forehead and sat helplessly on the raft.
He was already feeling dizzy and nauseous.
Too much miasma inhaled has begun to affect various organs of the body.
Everyone was dejected and sighed with despair.
The atmosphere in the team instantly shifted from unity and determination half an hour earlier to extreme gloom.
For a moment, a sense of despair enveloped everyone's heart. They had defeated all their opponents, but in the end, they still had to fall at the feet of nature.
Ye Feng glanced around at everyone, feeling quite unwilling.
He firmly believed that human will could overcome nature; having survived such a devastating flood, there was no reason for him to lose to a swamp.
There's a way, there definitely is!
"My comrades have entrusted their lives to me, and I cannot let them down."
Grandma is still waiting for me to come back and save her life; I can't collapse here.
Ye Feng, calm down. You can think of a way. You're the only Chinese person to reach number one!
Think carefully about how to break through this fog.
Ye Feng kept encouraging himself. The reason why humans were able to dominate the earth was because of their extraordinary intelligence that crushed all other creatures.
The solution must be in your mind; you just haven't discovered it yet…
Just as he was trying to recall the survival knowledge he had learned, Liu Sisi, who was beside him, suddenly seemed to have thought of something...
He hurriedly and excitedly said:
"Brother Feng, I have an idea!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng and the others were stunned, a glimmer of hope rekindling in their eyes…
"Tell me quickly!"
Ye Feng looked at him seriously. He might not believe others, but Liu Sisi might really have a solution.
"It's actually very simple. Most fish don't usually use swamps as their base."
They usually live in rivers, but only sometimes come here to hunt for food.
"Why don't we just observe the direction they're swimming and follow them?"
Upon hearing this, everyone stared blankly at Ye Feng, clearly asking him to give an evaluation of the method.
Only if Ye Feng agrees can it be said that this method is absolutely feasible.
But Ye Feng's smile froze, then slowly faded, and he shook his head...
"I've thought of this method before. This water is as black as the hearts of those capitalists."
"Let alone seeing where the fish are swimming, even if we could, how could we possibly keep up with their speed?"
Ye Feng's words shattered everyone's hopes once again.
"Hey bro, how about we try rowing back? It's better than doing nothing."
Zhan Pengwu covered his nose and said in a muffled voice…
Actually, going back that way is no different from courting death...
The battle royale has begun. Ye Feng has looked at the map and knows that taking a detour will involve crossing several mountains.
It doesn't look very big on the map, but in reality, after he takes the detour, those 50 people might already be waiting for him ahead.
Eight against fifty, what's the difference between that and courting death?
The idea of slow death is like taking off your pants to fart.
But just as he hesitated, Liu Sisi muttered something under her breath in frustration…
"It would be nice if we could put a rope around the fish."
That one complaining sentence instantly enlightened Ye Feng.
Yes! Why not just put a rope around the fish and let it lead you away from this area?
Ye Feng thought it over and over and finally excitedly hugged Liu Sisi, laughing heartily as he kissed her on the head.
"Haha! Sisi, you're so smart! No wonder you're ranked eighth on the leaderboard. Thanks to you, we're saved this time!"
Liu Sisi was a little confused, having no idea what Ye Feng was thinking.
Because it seems that all methods of determining direction are currently ineffective.
Visibility was limited, the environment was harsh, and miasma surrounded everything; there were absolutely no usable spots…
"Brother Feng, how are you going to find your way?"
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