Chapter 8

Lifting the lynx's body, Tang San inverted it and quickly drained its blood. Ideally, he should have kept the lynx's blood, but Tang San knew this was impractical. Doing so might attract many predators, which was not what he wanted.

After finishing, Tang San quickly moved to another area of the forest, lit a campfire, and began processing the lynx's body.

The flames roared, and the ground rustled as small animals, startled, quickly fled the area. To wild animals, fire was a natural enemy and an unknown terror, bringing countless deaths every time it appeared. They dared not approach it.

Watching the various small animals disappear, Tang San quickly began to skin and gut the lynx. He cut the skin with a dagger, removed the internal organs, and finally sliced the lynx's meat into several pieces. He then placed them on the campfire for smoking. Here, he had few means to preserve food, so simple smoking was his only option.

The wilderness was vast, and he needed to store enough food to survive.

The lynx meat was quickly placed over the fire for smoking. After finishing, Tang San did not idle but quickly walked into the forest, marking trees along the way. He was searching for a water source.

This forest was old, with many animals, indicating that a water source must exist. This was what he needed.

By observing the plants, Tang San quickly found a possible direction and hurried forward. However, the jungle was full of snakes, insects, and rodents, so Tang San was very cautious. He held a long branch and continuously swept the path ahead, startling any hidden creatures.

About half an hour later, Tang San's ears perked up as he heard the sound of water.

He quickly moved towards the sound. As he got closer, several animal trails appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the trails, Tang San nodded and said, "I must be on the right path."

A few minutes later, Tang San's eyes lit up as he saw a small stream about a foot wide, clear to the bottom, with some small animals drinking water.

Seeing the massive figure of Tang San, the small animals panicked and fled into the surrounding bushes.

Tang San smiled and looked around. The stream flowed from the left and extended far to the right.

He picked a large leaf and scooped up some water from the stream, examining it closely.

After a moment, Tang San said, "It seems fine."

Tang San had read in survival books that one must be very cautious with water sources in the wild, as no one knew what parasites might be in the water. If there were any, the consequences could be dire. He had to be very careful.

"I need to make a container to hold water."

Looking around, Tang San soon found a suitable branch.

He walked over, grabbed the branch, which was about ten centimeters thick, took a deep breath, and used his full strength to bend it.

"Crack"

The ten-centimeter branch was easily broken by Tang San. Feeling the immense power he had just exerted, Tang San thought, "Indeed, my body has undergone some changes, increasing my strength significantly. This is my capital for survival."

Calculating the changes in his body, Tang San had a vague idea, but everything depended on his growing strength.

"Let's focus on the task at hand."

Holding the thick branch, he split it, leaving a piece about twenty centimeters long.

Sitting cross-legged under a tree, he used his dagger to hollow out the branch, creating a wooden water container.

After half an hour, Tang San finally made a twenty-centimeter-long water container.

After completing it, he quickly filled it with water, sealed it with a wooden lid, and carried it back to the campfire.

Over the next three days, Tang San collected enough food, preparing about fifty kilograms of smoked meat and sufficient water.

He used plants from the bushes to weave several grass ropes, securing the food and water. On the morning of the fourth day, he set off into the wilderness.

By this time, Tang San's body had undergone significant changes, perhaps a side effect of his transformation into a celestial corpse. He was incredibly strong, carrying fifty to sixty kilograms of food and water as if it were nothing.

However, great strength also meant great consumption. The fifty kilograms of food would last him only about five days, after which he would need to find more.

Tang San was not wandering aimlessly; he was heading in the direction from which the Great Thief Wang Wu had come.

Wang Wu was from this world, and he must have come to Tang San because he saw the meteor fall.

Tang San knew that humans were social beings and could not live in isolation unless they were true hermits. Wang Wu clearly did not fit that description.

It could be inferred that Wang Wu must have come from a society on this planet. Based on his solo arrival and the backpack he carried, it was clear that Wang Wu had seen the meteor fall while traveling.

Based on this reasoning, Tang San had a clear goal. He believed that by following the direction from which Wang Wu came, he would find a road built by the people of this world. Following the road would lead him to a city or village, where he could settle down and observe before making further plans.

The wilderness stretched endlessly, with only low plants. Tang San held a wooden stick, sweeping the path ahead to clear potential dangers, and moved resolutely in the calculated direction.

Time passed slowly, and three days went by. Tang San did not know how much his direction deviated from Wang Wu's, but he knew the deviation was not significant, and he should be able to find the road.

In fact, Tang San did not realize that there was a significant error in his direction compared to Wang Wu's. Wang Wu had circled the meteor crater before entering it, creating a significant angle difference. What should have been a few hours' journey had been extended to several dozen hours, and his cautious pace further prolonged the time.

When Tang San finally saw a straight road, four days had passed since he entered the wilderness, and his food and water were almost gone.

He was now in tattered clothes, torn by the wilderness's vegetation, looking like a beggar.

Walking on the road, he looked around. The road was empty, and no one was in sight, indicating that this was a desolate area.

He continued walking for several hours.

Before sunset, Tang San finally saw the end of the road, a human city. From a distance, it looked like an ancient city with towering walls.

Indeed: In a perilous world, caution is essential; the end of the wilderness journey is in sight.

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