Pet King

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Oregonian sorrel was quite common in the redwood forest on the West Coast of the United States. It was a unique plant that grew here, and its flowering period lasted from spring to early autumn. If a traveler was trapped in the forest and faced a food shortage crisis, it was the right choice to use this plant to fill their stomachs to survive the danger. According to its classification, this plant was indeed an edible plant. It could be eaten from its leaves to its roots.

However, The Oregonian sorrel contained a large amount of silicate. Humans could barely eat it, but they couldn't eat too much. If they wanted to eat it, they had to try to eat the leaves and drink it with water. Otherwise, it would lead to silicate poisoning, not to mention the parrots, who had a low tolerance for silicate.

Richard almost peed in his pants. He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green when he thought about the fact that he might lose his ability to fly, which was not even that great, and might even suffer from kidney stones that would make him a laughing stock.

"Hurry! Was there anything that could induce vomiting? I'm going to spit out what I've just eaten!" It jumped up and down in panic.

Zhang Zian secretly laughed at it for reaping what it had sown."No, I didn't bring anything to induce vomiting. Drink more hot water!"

Drink more hot water to dissolve the silicate in the berries you eat into the water and try to excrete it out before it combines with calcium. Birds have straight intestines anyway.

He brewed a pot of light tea for old time tea and himself, but Richard drank more than anyone else. He drank so much that water was coming out of his throat. After drinking for a while, he peed, vomited, and had diarrhea. By the time he finally cleaned up the berries from his stomach, the other elves were already going to sleep.

With Richard's fidgeting, the forest was covered up. When it was half-dead, the tent became quiet, and the sound in the forest seemed to be amplified. If one listened carefully, they could hear something squirming under the fallen leaves or something flying through the night sky.

With the elves, famous didn't have to worry about The Night Watch at all. It lay on a thin waterproof cloth with its head tilted. Because the sound transmitted on land was faster than in the air and the sound loss was less, as long as a large animal or person approached, it could hear the vibration earlier and more clearly.

The spotted owl, who had no intention of leaving, could also be an excellent Sentry. Its night vision was much better than that of a cat, and it was not like a short-sighted cat, whose field of vision was very far. Once it saw a dangerous animal approaching, it would definitely cry out to warn.

In theory, he should put out the bonfire before going to sleep when he was camping alone to prevent a fire. However, considering the actual situation of the mahogany forest, where the air was too humid and there was no wind, the risk of a fire was infinitely close to zero. Moreover, a fire could drive away the wild beasts and bring him a sense of security. So, he added a few pieces of wood to the fire and let the fire burn while he got into the sleeping bag in the tent.

The firelight shone on the branches, casting strange shadows on the tent, like a demon baring its fangs and claws.

He forced himself to close his eyes and stop thinking. He took a look at his phone. The light ball representing the elfin was still flashing in front of him. The distance had been shortened and was no longer so far away.

After an unknown period of time, he fell asleep while listening to Richard's moans.

He was only separated from the forest by a thin tent, and any wind or grass movement in the forest could be clearly transmitted into the tent. He slept very lightly and woke up several times in the night, but nothing happened.

The next morning, the fog still hadn't dispersed, but it was a little lighter than the day before.

The bonfire had already extinguished by itself in the middle of the night. As soon as he got out of the sleeping bag, he felt a chill surrounding his body. It was the kind of wet and cold that Southerners China were familiar with. The humidity was unusually high, and it quickly took away the heat on the surface of his body and in the sleeping bag.

Zhang Zian raised his head and looked at the top of the tree. The spotted owl still hadn't flown away. It was taking a nap with its eyes closed. When it heard the sound of him walking out of the tent, it only opened one eye to look at him.

When he opened a bag of dried meat, it flew down from the branch without being called. It circled around but couldn't find a place to land, so he tried to reach out his left arm. It probably felt that this was a good branch and was very suitable for holding, so it landed on his arm. Its claws were like steel pliers firmly gripping his forearm. It waited for the meal and swallowed the dried meat that was brought to its mouth without hesitation.

After feeding it the jerky, he lifted one of its wings while it was still in the air. He was afraid that it would turn around and bite him. The burn marks under its wings had eased, and he could see that new pink meat had begun to grow, gradually replacing the part that had been burnt black by the electric sparks. With the tenacious vitality of wild animals, they would probably be able to regain their normal flying and hunting abilities in a few days.

After breakfast, he packed up his tent and continued on his journey. His backpack was a little lighter.

"When will this fog dissipate?" Fina finally couldn't help but complain. Although it enjoyed the coolness here, it was really not used to the humidity. Its hair had never been dry from morning to night.

"The weather here is like this. If it wasn't for the fog, there wouldn't be such a dense red shirt forest. A third of the water that red shirts need comes from the fog, and it's the fog that created this vast red shirt forest." "Just bear with it," Zhang Zian advised."At least it's better today than yesterday."

Despite her complaints, fina also knew that the weather was not something that mere mortals could control. Even the gods of ancient Egypt might not be able to control it.

When it was almost noon, famous, who was leading the way, suddenly smelled something unusual.

"There was a group of animals passing by here, probably yesterday or the day before." It stopped and reported to Zhang Zian.

"Oh?"

Zhang Zian walked over and found the shape of hooves in the wet soil. There were big and small hooves, and they seemed to be walking in groups towards the southeast.

He was not a professional hunter, but he knew that there were only two types of large hooved animals in this forest, deer and bison. However, there were very few bison, and the hoof prints of bison were much larger than this, so he was basically sure that a herd of deer had passed by here not long ago.

As for what kind of deer it was, he didn't have the ability to distinguish the type of deer just by the hoofprints.

"Let's go and take a look?" Old time tea knew that the zombie deer was one of the key points of this trip to the United States, which was directly related to the mystery of the Leshi dog food, so it suggested.

"Famous," Zhang Zian said,"which way did Mike go?"

"At present," famous replied,"his scent is winding towards the Northwest."

Southeast, Northwest, South and North.

Zhang Zian thought for a moment. Although the zombie deer was important, the missing melgen's life was in danger, and the latter was obviously more urgent.

"Let's continue to track Mike. As for the deer ... Let's not chase the deer. Let the deer Chase us."