Chapter Ten: Deep in the Forest

  Several more days passed and the tribe continued as usual. The adults were cautious in their activities in the forest, gathering wild fruits and eating not much meat.

  It's as if everything has returned to the past, with or without Wang Yang, nothing has changed.

  Wang Yang was eager to find something like a rattan, but for now, there is no rattan on the outskirts of the forest.

  He wants to find rattan, he must go deep into the forest.

  Deep in the forest, due to the sunlight being blocked by the dense canopy above, there isn't much sunlight, and as a result, there isn't much undergrowth on the ground. With a bit of care, it's easy to distinguish whether or not there are snakes on the ground.

  This is an advantage.

  The deeper into the forest, the more unknown dangers there are, and large wild animals appear more frequently.

  Moreover, in this era, many leopards can climb trees, and climbing trees is not necessarily safe.

  Adults generally dare not venture deep into the forest unless in urgent need of food.

  Ten times in, I can catch five times of wild beasts, goats, mountain pigs, deer, and so on.

  But every time they go in, someone gets hurt.

  Nature is like this, where there is more abundant food, there are also more dangers, and every living thing is a predator.

  If food is abundant, even if you kill Wang Yang, he won't go in. But now the situation is that food can sustain daily life in spring, summer and autumn, but it's very scarce in winter.

  Moreover, since they learned clever fishing methods, the pressure on everyone was greatly reduced, and they were even less willing to fight against ferocious beasts, with casualties reduced to a minimum.

  The people also improved their physique due to better food, and with the warmth of fire in winter, they rarely got sick, and the mortality rate reached its lowest.

  With this, the population increased, and so did the number of mouths to feed.

  Those little lives need to grow and are not yet a labor force, and the amount of food obtained is still the same as before.

  Under the circumstances of one thing prospering at the expense of another, this winter will face a food shortage crisis even if there is no cold air moving south.

  Wang Yang may not be so lucky this year, successfully setting off a fierce battle among the beasts.

  Venturing into the forest to obtain more food is a must!

  Every midnight, some adults would put on a restricted-level romance action show, which made Wang Yang extremely headache.

  What's giving him a headache isn't stirring up his own desires, but rather that they're doing this and new life is going to appear again!

  Resources are just this much, without even considering the actual situation, as if there aren't enough mouths to feed already.

  Wang Yang really has nowhere to vent his grievances.

  What annoyed him most was that grown-ups were unwilling to enter the forest with him!

  It's still the same old story, their current comfortable and easy life has numbed them, without pressure, where is the motivation?

  ……

  That day, Wang Yang brought along a bone spur, two stone cones, a bag of stones, and a sharpened wooden stick, and set off with the adults.

  Before long, he arrived at the boundary between the outskirts and the depths of the forest, which was also the edge of the safe area that adults thought.

  This edge has a very distinct transition zone, the closer to the deep forest, the less vegetation on the ground, and large areas of black soil can be seen.

  Wang Yang stood at the edge, deep in the forest was a dark and gloomy place, where the trees were even taller and their branches twisted into strange shapes, like a distorted ghost face or a pale skeletal hand, accompanied by an eerie echo, extremely terrifying.

  He looked back and called out to the adults, hoping someone would accompany him this time.

  But no one responded to him, they stood far away watching him, their eyes filled with warning and incomprehension.

  He looked at his father and mother, who were equally perplexed, with a flash of anxiety in their eyes.

  "Am I crazy?" Wang Yang self-deprecatingly smiled, he risked his life to find the rattan stick, no one helped him anyway, why look at himself like that.

  He turned around and walked into the forest, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

  The visibility in the depths of the forest is not high, and it's dark and quiet. The sound of footsteps on the leaves is particularly jarring.

  He has been to this area in theory, but it was during winter.

  Now the branches and leaves are lush and dense, which one can still be recognized as which?

  He walked slowly, paying attention to the surroundings and whether there were any rattans. Even if there weren't any rattans, it would be best to find a poplar tree, as the fibers of its bark are very strong and can be used to make ropes.

  He walked to a big tree and carved a "one" on it to ensure he wouldn't get lost, then continued forward.

  The cold wind in the forest made a rustling sound, sending shivers down my spine. The surrounding trees blocked my view, and I could only see about 20 meters ahead before being obstructed from sight.

  He came to a tree and looked back, there was no danger.

  He hastily carved a "two" on the tree, but as soon as he turned his head, a black shadow flashed before his eyes.

  He subconsciously flashed, and the wooden spear swept past.

  Without hitting any object, he fixed his eyes on the black shadow and saw that it was fleeing to one side at a high speed. He couldn't see what it looked like, but its color was dark, possibly coffee-colored, with a fluffy big tail swishing back and forth.

  "It's okay, it might be a squirrel." Wang Yang muttered to himself and continued walking forward.

  He walked a bit further and turned back to look around, roughly estimating that he had already walked four hundred meters.

  Don't underestimate this number; in a primeval forest, four hundred meters means heaven and hell.

  He turned around, only to see endless trees blocking his view, their black trunks swallowing the already weak light, and in the cold darkness, a pair of faint eyes seemed to be staring at him.

  Wang Yang suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his back was slightly cool.

  That inexplicable panic made him extremely uneasy.

  "Perhaps I should go back." Wang Yang thought to himself.

  Walking here, there is still no change, thick and sturdy trees, rough tree bark, black soil, sparse shrubs.

  He estimated that outside the canyon where he was, there was a forest, and deep in the forest, there were two small hills on either side. His current location should be between the two small hills.

  He now has three options: either go to the mountain on the left, or go to the mountain on the right, or move forward and continue deeper into the forest.

  Teng Fei had more opportunities to discover on the mountain, but the danger level on the mountain was far beyond that of the primeval forest.

  One is because there are tigers on the mountain, and tigers like to occupy the mountain as their kingdom.

  Secondly, due to the slope of the mountain, the shrubs and grasslands are extremely dense. If a path is not cleared, the chances of stepping on venomous snakes are very high.

  Thirdly, adults have never climbed mountains before, and the world on the mountain is completely unknown.

  Wang Yang absolutely cannot go up the mountain. One person going up is a death sentence, and continuing deeper into the forest has no guarantee of coming back alive.

  He had no choice, he turned around, but when the corner of his eye glanced to the side, his face suddenly changed, and he pressed his chest, not even daring to breathe. (Please collect, please vote for recommendation!)

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