Over the next few minutes, Ye Feng bled each person in turn.
Since Liya was about to undertake an even more difficult and dangerous mission, Ye Feng couldn't bear to let her donate blood.
Each of the men contributed about 150 ml, and each of the women contributed 100 ml, each in a separate container.
This amount is well within the acceptable range for the human body.
They did not experience any physical discomfort.
The blood volume totals about one liter, or about two kilograms.
Qi Xiaoyan asked, puzzled:
"Brother Feng, why don't you put them all together?"
Ye Feng rummaged through the medical kit and quickly pulled out a pack of cotton swabs and some old gauze he had used before.
There's a saying that goes, "Details determine success or failure," and another saying goes, "Never underestimate your opponent."
To achieve maximum effect with minimal effort and successfully ambush these veteran mercenaries, we must pay attention to every detail.
As he spoke, he tore open all the packaging in the plastic bag containing the cotton swabs, grabbed half of them, and distributed them to everyone in turn.
"Get all the cotton swabs covered in blood..."
Although no one understood what it meant, they still did as instructed…
After finishing, Ye Feng chose a relatively conspicuous spot under a large tree and had everyone throw the blood-stained cotton swabs and gauze under the tree.
At that moment, everyone suddenly realized the truth, even the slow-witted Zhan Pengwu and Fu Changxiong knew...
Ye Feng wanted to create the illusion for the enemy that everyone was injured and had just been bandaged up.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Zhan Pengwu shook his head and clicked his tongue in amazement...
"I really don't understand, what's going on in this guy's head? How come he has so many dirty tricks?"
But these words made Liu Sisi and Qi Xiaoyan roll their eyes in unison…
"What do you know about 'dirty tricks'? This is called great wisdom."
"That's right... Brother Wu, remember this: no matter how strong your body is, it can never be stronger than your brain."
"Without Brother Feng's brains, do you think we'd be alive today?"
"cannot."
Tang Weiwei hugged the bear with both hands, a hint of approval showing on his poker face. Even he, who was usually aloof, couldn't help but answer.
But those two simple words were enough to express his appreciation for Ye Feng.
Seeing Ye Feng's busy figure squatting down, Zhan Pengwu nodded repeatedly.
But as soon as they finished speaking, they saw Ye Feng start digging and burying all the bloody cotton swabs and gauze.
Everyone raised their eyebrows, their faces full of doubt.
"Hey girl, what are you doing, buddy? If you bury it, no one will see it, right? Isn't this just pointless?"
Zhan Pengwu asked Liu Sisi what everyone was thinking...
Liu Sisi was equally puzzled, gently scratching her scalp with her index finger…
"Most people really can't keep up with Brother Feng's thought process."
After hesitating for a moment, she still stepped forward and asked Ye Feng.
Ye Feng did not answer immediately. After burying everything, he patted the soil with a shovel before standing up.
"Look, look... I just told you not to underestimate your opponents, and you've already forgotten."
Let me tell you, some people... if you show them something real, they'll think it's fake.
But if you hide the fake stuff... and let him discover it himself, he'll think it's all real.
These ambiguous yet subtly mysterious words left everyone completely bewildered.
I think I understand, but I don't fully understand.
Only Liu Sisi reacted the fastest…
"I understand, but... I mean, what if they don't find out? Wouldn't all our preparations have been for nothing?"
Ye Feng smiled confidently…
"Don't worry, they'll find out..."
After saying that, he took the jars from everyone in turn and began to drip blood around them.
His method was unique; instead of pouring it out, he would dip his finger in the blood and flick it onto the ground.
When it was almost done, they started haphazardly covering it with leaves again...
After everything was done, he led everyone to continue moving forward.
Throughout the journey, Ye Feng stood up straight like an old farmer fertilizing his fields.
They would stop every now and then and spray different kinds of blood everywhere.
However, unlike before, he didn't bury it as meticulously.
And so, as the voice prompt "Hunting over" sounded, half of the blood in the jar had already spilled out.
They had now arrived at a muddy area covered with yellow leaves.
The terrain here is flat, and the ground is completely covered with various yellow leaves, like a yellow ocean…
Just as Ye Feng was about to spill the rest of his blood...
He had just squatted down when Mao Mao and Da Wang on his shoulders suddenly barked and quickly scurried into his backpack.
He had seen this reaction before; the two monkeys had reacted similarly when they encountered harpy eagles in the past.
Could it be... that there are natural enemies of the Howler Monkeys here?
The group immediately took down their bows and arrows and carefully examined the direction from which the two monkeys were shouting.
They instinctively stood back to back, forming a circle, their eyes becoming wary.
Only Liya stood there blankly, her head turning left and right from time to time, as if she was searching for something.
Ye Feng gave Salla a wink, and Salla then pulled Laria along...
"Lia, what are you looking at?"
Liya turned around with a smile and excitedly took her hand.
"Salla, I found it! I found it! I remember this place!"
Salla was completely confused.
"What?"
"A totem! Our tribe's totem!"
"Really!? Are you serious!?" Salra pressed.
Liya was so overwhelmed that her eyes were filled with tears, and her body was trembling...
"That's right! Those Wendigos led me down this path. There's no mistake!"
I remember there was a small rocky hill in front of me, and lots of bees.
"There was a patch of red flowers at the foot of the rocky hill. Those Wendigos hadn't knocked me out yet; I remember it very clearly."
Having been away from their home and people for over a year, they have gone through countless hardships and are finally close to finding a clue.
Watching the two chatter away excitedly, Ye Feng, though unable to understand their words, could tell...
What else could bring tears to their eyes besides their own home?
Ye Feng immediately became excited and quickly asked:
"Salara, have you remembered the way back to the Baija tribe?"
Salra casually wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye and shook her head…
"No, Liya said she's seen it before; there's our tribe's totem up ahead."
"Really!? Haha..."
Although the answer wasn't as good as Ye Feng had expected, finding a clue at this crucial moment was definitely good news.
In fact, Ye Feng had already given up all hope for this matter.
After all, this jungle is so large, and the Baija tribe's camp is secluded with few people.
Finding a totem is incredibly difficult…
But unexpectedly, this turned out to be a case of "after the darkest hour comes the dawn"...
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