Pet King

At night, in order to collect as many clues as possible, Zhang Zian asked Mrs. Miller all of melgen's hobbies and habits, as well as Mike’s character and physical characteristics. Mrs. Miller was very cooperative and told him everything. When it was almost midnight, Mrs. Miller returned to the room in the inner room, while Zhang Zian stayed in the room outside. They both closed their clothes and slept.

Ever since the reversal of public opinion and the media painted melgen as a runaway girl, Mrs. Miller had been under a lot of pressure. In addition to that, she was worried about her daughter's safety. Her nerves were almost broken, but no one was willing to listen to her. Mike trusted her, but he was a man of few words, so he was not a suitable person to talk to. It was not until he told Zhang Zian everything that had been in her heart for a long time that she felt a lot more relaxed, as if she had given Zhang Zian a part of the heavy burden on her shoulders ... So, this night was the only night she had fallen asleep in more than half a month.

Zhang Zian didn't sleep for too long, mainly because he wasn't used to the living environment and the night in the forest. In addition, the deer head specimen was quite creepy under the light of the fireplace. In the end, he found a piece of cloth to cover it before he fell asleep. Every time there was the sound of dead branches breaking or fallen leaves being trampled on outside the house, he would wake up nervously. However, when he saw that the elves were sleeping very well, at least they looked like they were sleeping very well, he knew that it was just a harmless little animal running by. Hence, he continued to sleep.

Staying in the wooden house for the night was the perfect transition before they really entered the forest. Otherwise, if they had directly set up tents in the forest, the mental pressure would probably be ten times greater than this. Now, at least they had a solid wooden house as a barrier, not a thin tent.

The next morning.

When Mrs. Miller opened the door and came out of the inner room, he also sat up and wiped his face.

There was no running water in the wooden house, and all the water was transported by themselves, so life was quite inconvenient.

The two of them ate something casually, and Zhang Zian said goodbye and set out to the forest. The sky brightened late and the sky darkened early, so he had to make use of the daytime as much as possible to hurry on his journey.

He could barely get a cell phone signal in the cabin, but the signal was not strong enough to go online. He texted the GPS coordinates of the cabin to snowy and his friends in China, who were still in the United States.

Mrs. Miller had a good night's sleep and was much better. She asked him how many days he was expected to come out, which meant that she would call the police if he didn't come out in a few days.

He didn't dare to make any assumptions, as there were too many problems involved. For example, he was a novice and had no experience in walking alone in the forest, so he couldn't estimate his own walking distance. Also, if he found something unusual and followed, God knew how long it would take. In the end, he gave a vague answer of seven days.

After coming here, he knew very well that if he were to encounter any danger and be trapped in the forest, it would be impossible to expect the police to carry out an efficient search and rescue. If that really happened, it would be useless to call the police.

The backpack was ready. It was big and heavy, with tents, waterproof mats, pots, bowls, raw rice, instant canned food, compressed dry food, chocolate, and other camping supplies and food. There was even a cat's drinking basin. They only brought a small amount of drinking water because the water was too heavy and there was no lack of water in the mahogany forest. It could be drunk after filtering and disinfecting.

Famous was carrying a Kasaya, which contained some of the elves 'food to help him reduce the burden.

As soon as he picked up the backpack, he felt like he was carrying a mountain. He almost fell back, and Mrs. Miller quickly helped him.

"It's so heavy. Is it okay?" She asked worriedly.

The way veteran Mike and Zhang Zian entered the forest was completely different. The former carried a gun and went in, while the latter was almost like moving. She couldn't tell which one made her feel more at ease.

"No problem. I didn't manage to maintain my balance just now."

Zhang Zian walked a few steps against the wall and gradually mastered the trick. He had to lean forward at an angle so that the center of gravity of his upper body and the backpack was right above his legs. Only then could he walk normally.

As a new hiker, he wanted to bring everything with him for fear of missing something or running out of food, which made his backpack heavier. He wasn't sure how far he could go in the forest with such a heavy bag.

It was not because he was physically weak, but because of his ability to adapt. Just like some workers who were used to carrying heavy things, their physical strength was not much stronger than his, but their bodies, muscles, and nerves had adapted, so they could still walk quickly with heavy things on their backs.

Famous, let's go."

He held a walking stick to help maintain balance and called famous to lead the way.

Famous had slept in the wooden house for a night and remembered Mike's smell clearly. It barked and ran in front of him, stopping from time to time to wait for him.

"Take care! Take good care of yourself!" Mrs. Miller looked at his back and said in the distance,""Bring the two of them back!"

"Don't worry! Mrs. Miller, you too!"

Zhang Zian didn't dare to look back, nor did he dare to stop. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to move again after he stopped, so he clenched his fists to show his confidence.

The forest was still filled with the morning fog, and the air was extremely humid. Visibility was almost zero even after a dozen steps.

His surroundings were extremely quiet, not even the sound of a bird chirping. It was as quiet as a grave, with only the crackling sound of his footsteps on the withered branches and his heavy breathing.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the wooden house and Mrs. Miller had long disappeared into the fog. The elves who had been holding back for a long time finally spoke.

"Meow meow meow! I'm so tired! I'm not leaving, I'm going back to my phone to rest!"

The snowy Lionet's short legs stepped on the dead leaves of the forest, staggering and being left behind. Its snow-white fur was also stained with dirt and other dirty things. What was more disgusting was that there were often earthworms wriggling under the leaves.

Zhang Zian was too lazy to talk, so he put it back into the phone. This saved him a lot of trouble, since he didn't prepare raw beef brisket for it.

"Zian, is the elfin still there?" old time tea asked.

"Yes, he is." Zhang Zian looked down at his phone and said,""I saw it a few times last night, and it's the same now. It's been staying in this forest, far ahead. It's moving very slowly, S-shaped in the forest, as if it's searching for something."

"Hiss ... If that's the case, it might not be good ..." Old time tea took a deep breath and remained silent.

Richard couldn't stand on Zhang Zian's shoulder, so he could only stand on the top of the backpack, which gave him a wider view. He jumped and said,""Kaka! Why do you say that?"

Zhang Zian answered for old time tea."Because this elfin has stayed here for too long, and its range of movement is too wide. It came all the way here from San Francisco. It didn't disappear or get caught, so it is likely to attract other players."