Chapter 215

After escaping from the scene of the battle, Biggie quickly found a water source based on his memory of the ability he had gained through long-term training.

It was a small stream, and the widest part of it was less than two meters. The stream was very shallow, less than fifty centimeters deep, and the water was very clear.

Usually, the location of a water source meant that there was food, but it also meant that there were hunters around.

Biggie carefully observed a big tree for a while, but he did not find anyone else. Only then did he climb down from the tree and quickly ran towards the stream.

After eating the Necrophagous Black Beetle, there was an unpleasant smell in his mouth. The first thing he did when he scooped up the stream was not to drink it, but to rinse his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth a few times, the unpleasant smell only faded slightly, but it did not completely disappear. Biggie also knew that the smell could only be removed with washing tools. He stopped rinsing his mouth meaninglessly and swallowed the water in his mouth. The stream water was slightly cold, and it tasted sweet when it entered his mouth. He could not help but take a few big gulps.

He looked at his reflection in the stream and saw that he was covered in blood. He took off his clothes, scooped up the stream water, and bathed himself. He washed his clothes as well.

After a few minutes of bathing, he put on his clothes that had been wrung dry. In reality, his clothes were still wet and stuck to his skin, but he could only wait for them to dry.

After bathing, Biggie found a big tree near the stream and climbed it again. Although it was dangerous here, there was a water source that was essential for survival. There were no big fish in the stream, but there were some finger-sized fish that could be used as food. It was much better than eating the Necrophagous Black Beetles. His plan was to wait here patiently and try his best to avoid conflict with the others.

Not long after Biggie climbed up the tree, someone walked toward the stream. It was a skinny man who looked to be in his thirties. He looked left and right, and only walked toward the stream when he did not find any traces of anyone else.

As the man squatted down to drink the water, he heard footsteps coming from the forest. He immediately flipped over and rolled into the grass not far away. He crouched down and stared at the source of the sound without moving.

Biggie was also observing everything that was happening from above. He could clearly see that the person approaching the stream was a woman. The woman looked to be about 20 years old and was quite pretty, but her expressionless poker face made her look less impressive. Although it wasn't written on her face, it wasn't far from it. Of course, in this kind of environment, everyone was an enemy, so it was normal to have such an expression.

The woman was also carrying a bag on her back. The bag was actually a piece of clothing, and it seemed that the owner of the clothing was not small. The package was stained with scarlet blood. Clearly, this "package" was her spoils of war.

"In this environment, there can only be one thing in the bag, and that is food!" At the same time, the man in the bushes had the same thought.

"To carry a backpack in a place like this, there must be food in it. Kill this woman and take her bag, then we'll have food. "

The woman did not seem to notice anything as she walked straight toward the stream. She did not even stop to check if there was an ambush nearby.

She walked to the stream and scooped up a handful of water. Just as she took the first sip, the skinny man hiding in the bushes nearby moved.

The long sword in his hand shot out like a sharp light and went straight for the woman's neck.

However, something incredible happened very quickly. The woman suddenly disappeared before his eyes. The next moment, he felt a chill on his neck, and then a stream of liquid gushed out. He reached out to his neck, and the sticky red blood instantly soaked his entire palm. Only then did he realize that in that instant, the woman had cut the artery in his neck.

This scene shocked Biggie who was watching from afar. The woman's speed had exceeded the limit of a Rank 1 Gene Body. He could barely see the woman's movements, and he could tell that the woman was using a long sword, just like the skinny man.

"You have too many flaws. First, I felt your killing intent the moment I walked out of the forest. Secondly, your dark and swarthy clothes are too conspicuous in the green grass. Third, your swordsmanship is terrible. You don't have the strength or the speed. " The woman stood in front of the skinny man and commented expressionlessly. She then looked him up and down. "It's a pity that you're too skinny. I'll reluctantly accept your legs."

As soon as she finished speaking, she swung her sword, and the skinny man's legs were immediately cut off. However, he was not dead yet, and he glared at the woman with hatred.

The woman chopped off his feet and threw them into the stream. Then, she slashed out with her sword and tore apart the pants of the skinny man's legs that had been chopped off. She folded the legs and threw them into a bag at the side. Seeing that the skinny man was still alive, she rummaged through the bag and took out a hand. It was the hand of the strong man that Biggie had killed earlier. "Look carefully. This is a man's hand. I wouldn't eat those hands of yours even if you gave them to me."

It was only then that the skinny man realized that the bag contained the flesh of another dead person. Biggie, who was squatting on the tree, frowned slightly. He had expected the bag to contain human flesh, but he still felt uncomfortable when he saw it.

With the main artery severed, the thin man did not last long before he died.

However, the poker-faced woman did not leave immediately. Instead, she found an empty space and found some hay and branches. She piled them up and started a fire. Then, he took out a thick thigh from his bag and used a long sword to shave it clean. He washed it in the stream, cut a sharp branch, and skewered it above the fire to roast it.

The smell of meat wafted through the air.

Biggie became even hungrier when he smelled it. As it turned out, the smell of roasted human flesh was similar to the smell of other edible meat.

The fact that this woman was roasting meat here was enough to prove that she was confident in her abilities. Biggie was also wary of her swordsmanship. He could only hope that she would leave as soon as she was done eating.

However, most of the time, things did not develop in the way people imagined.

After the woman finished roasting the meat, she did not eat it immediately. Instead, she buried the fire, picked up the bag, and climbed up a tree near the stream. It seemed like she did not plan to leave anytime soon.

Biggie did not feel at ease with such a dangerous person by his side. Other than that, the poker-faced woman's reckless behavior would definitely attract other people here. When that happened, Biggie would inevitably be affected.

Considering these problems, Biggie decided to move to a safer location, but not now. Although the woman could not see him now, he would become an obvious target once he got down from the tree. He could only wait patiently for the next wave of people to arrive and for the woman to strike again. Biggie was also very sure that the fire earlier would attract other people very soon. He could take advantage of the chaos to leave this place.

The poker-faced woman's hiding spot was not very well hidden. At least, Biggie would be able to see her if he poked his head out. At that moment, she was sitting on a tree trunk, happily gnawing on the roasted thigh. Although she still had the same poker face, Biggie could see that she was enjoying the meal. She did not seem to care if she was discovered.

Biggie's prediction was not wrong. Less than five minutes after the poker-faced woman climbed up the tree, people rushed in this direction. In fact, there was more than one person. Biggie also knew that people who chose to take the initiative to attack were usually not weak. However, the poker-faced woman was definitely the best of the ten thousand people. If everything went as planned, these people would soon become the poker-faced woman's food.

The first person to arrive at the scene was a man with a big black beard. The checkered shirt he wore was half-open, revealing his hairy chest. There were three long scars on his bare chest, making him look very tough. He had a long saber on his right waist, and his right hand seemed to be inadvertently resting on the handle of the saber. He was obviously an expert with a saber, and he looked very alert at the moment.

He walked to the side of the bonfire. The extinguished bonfire was still smoking. He reached out and touched the top of the bonfire. It was still warm, and he quickly determined that the person who had lit the bonfire had not gone far.

He looked around and soon found the corpse without both legs in the grass next to the bonfire. He squatted down to examine the body. "There's only one fatal wound. The main artery in the neck was severed, and he died from excessive blood loss. The cut marks on both legs are very neat. It was obvious that it only took one cut to sever the victim's legs. It seems that the opponent this time is not simple. "

Just as he made this judgment, a second and third person walked out of the forest almost at the same time. One of them was a fat middle-aged man, and the other was a young man who looked about the same age as Gu Ding.

The two of them looked at each other warily and did not make a move immediately.

The two of them also noticed Big Beard's presence.

"Hey, you're the one who lit the bonfire just now, aren't you? You've got guts," the fat man shouted at Big Beard.

"I just arrived, a minute earlier than you guys." Big Beard gave a negative answer. Although he knew that this battle was inevitable, he did not like to be framed.

"He's right. I was the one who lit the bonfire." Suddenly, a female voice came from a distance, attracting everyone's attention.