Lin Qingyang threw away the broken stones and sat on the ground, looking at the insect corpse on the ground with lingering fear. The feeling of death that was so close to him just now made him extremely scared. If it weren't for his inexplicable strengthening of his power, he would probably have died long ago.

After a short rest, I looked at the scratched skin on my stomach and couldn't help but frown.

Injury in this environment is a very dangerous thing, but now he can't do anything, so he can only hope that the wound will not be infected.

The insect's head was smashed to pieces and could no longer see its original appearance.

Although this insect was disgusting, it was a rare food for the hungry Lin Qingyang.

With such a large body, even if the shells were removed, the remaining flesh and blood would be enough for him to have a full meal.

After stabbing the worm corpse on the ground with a wooden stick, confirming that it would not jump up suddenly, Lin Qingyang resisted it on his shoulder and continued to walk towards the sound of water flowing.

Not long after, a winding river appeared before him one day.

There is not much vegetation by the river beach, and there are round pebbles everywhere, so the view is much wider.

It’s just that under the calm water, you can occasionally see some shadows swim quickly, and it is obvious that the water is not so calm.

Lin Qingyang threw the insect corpse on the ground, and sweat flowed through the wound on his stomach, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

If not treated as soon as possible, it is likely to be infected. In this case, physical weakness means the arrival of death.

Lin Qingyang didn't want to die, so he observed it everywhere and found a high ground with a wide view and convenient escape, and temporarily took this place as his place to stay.

Here you are condescending. If any wild beast appears, you can discover it in time. Even if you lose, you can escape quickly.

Moreover, there are rocks everywhere and vegetation is sparse. The withered plants under the scorching sun have long been dried.

These things are crucial to making fire.

Lin Qingyang has never learned how to drill wood to make fire, but he knows the general principle.

I found some hard stones by the river beach, broke them, and chose a few sharp stone pieces to use as my simple tools.

The stone slabs were not very easy, and it took a lot of effort to scrape off some wood peels from the tree trunk.

Thanks to his current physical condition that is beyond ordinary people, after trying it a few times, the flames slowly burned.

Looking at the hot fire, Lin Qingyang felt a sense of security in his heart.

Cut off a few pieces of the bug and throw it directly into the fire to roast it.

Listening to the crackling sound, Lin Qingyang's throat rolled. Since he woke up, his grain of rice had not entered, his belly was empty, and he was so hungry that he felt panicked.

Before the insect meat was completely roasted, I couldn't wait to use a wooden stick to pick out a piece, and the hot carapace was so hot that I grinned.

When it was a little cooler, Lin Qingyang didn't care about so much, so he grabbed a piece to eat.

The insect meat tastes fishy, ​​and it tastes like chewing wax when you eat it in your mouth.

Lin Qingyang was extremely hungry, and he was eating voraciously like a delicacy of food.

After the wind swept away the remaining clouds, about a dozen kilograms of insect meat disappeared after removing the shell.

And he just felt that he had just relieved his hunger in his stomach. If he wanted to eat enough, he would have to eat a pound of food.

He was shocked by his appetite. This exaggerated appetite was not something that a normal person could do.

After eating so much, he was a little worried about indigestion. After he hesitating for a moment, he threw another piece of worm meat into the fire.

After the last piece of roasted insect meat was eaten, Lin Qingyang burped comfortably.

“It feels so good to eat!”

Looking at the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and clear waters in the strange world, Lin Qingyang suddenly felt that it seemed that life here seemed good.

At least you don’t have to deal with complex interpersonal relationships and don’t have to worry about meaningless trivial matters.

Lying on the warm land, looking at the white clouds floating by slowly in the sky.

"Go to fuck work, go to fucking marriage and having children, go to fucking civilized society, go to fucking humans."

At this time, he had some clarity. It turned out that he hated his former life so much, and that he loved freedom so much.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyang turned over and sat up. He originally planned to wait until he adapted to the life here and look for a possible civilized society.

Now that I figured it out, I completely cut off this idea. Is there any human civilization in this world and other intelligent creatures, and I have no dime to do with myself.

As for why God reborn, is it that God gave him great responsibility?

Lin Qingyang just gave the middle finger to the sky and cursed "grass!"

Then I felt much more happy. I had no worries in my life, and I could live freely and freely, regardless of whether the flood would be flooded after my death.

Suddenly, Lin Qingyang's face changed, and a hot feeling suddenly came from his stomach.

"Is insect meat poisonous?"

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyang was a little panicked and regretted comparing his middle finger to God.

The hot feeling seemed to burn myself to ashes.

The severe pain made him twitch like a spasm, and he couldn't even make a scream.

He felt like he was going to die, and died in such a ridiculous way.

The severe pain began to dissipate his consciousness. Suddenly, he stopped struggling, and the whites in his eyes disappeared, replaced by blood-like red.

A cold breath emanated from him.

Lin Qingyang sat cross-legged on the ground, and the hot energy in his body seemed to be flooding to find the river they should go to, flowing through the meridians throughout his body.

Half an hour later, Lin Qingyang breathed a long sigh of relief, and the red light in his eyes faded.

He looked at his hands with some confusion.

"What kind of feeling is going on just now? Is it myself? Why is it so scary? It's the red light he used to be back then?"

The abnormality Lin Qingyang could think of was the strange red light that merged into his body before his death.

He knew nothing about where this thing came from and why he chose himself, and he could not determine whether it was a blessing or a disaster.

But as of now, this thing has no intention of hurting oneself.

Lin Qingyang clenched his fists.

"The power seems to have increased, is it an illusion! Or..."

As he said that, he picked up a stone the size of a fist from the ground.

Scream and throw it out with force.

"Um!"

Lin Qingyang was startled by his own strength.

The stone just now weighed at least three pounds, and when I threw it with all my strength, I fell into the river.

And that river is at least fifty meters away from him.

He looked at his hands in disbelief.

Then he burst into laughter.

This feeling of power made him extremely intoxicated.

Excited to him, he picked up a stone again, aimed at a big tree not far away, and threw it out with all his strength.

The stones whistled out with the sound of breaking through the air and smashed heavily on the tree trunk.
Chapter completed!