Gongsun Murong was still observing and moving forward.

The clothes he was wearing were very rough. When he woke up, he was in a room, and then pushed out by a gentle force. It was impossible to go back.

He found someone sleeping on the street or next to a house.

He was very worried that if the souls of those people did not come again, their bodies would gradually die.

Some people were dead and were carried out to clean. It seemed that they could still hear the cleaner saying which part was not rotten, could be eaten, etc.

Gongsun Murong looked coldly and listened.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. It was just a cultivated body, which was also considered a kind of food.

But he was unwilling to choose to eat, and he couldn't take his mouth, and always felt that he was the same.

Even though he has countless ways to cook food, no one is about how to eat people. This... is really hard to swallow.

Even if you know what's going on.

"Maybe I haven't experienced enough, so I can only prepare more food. I'm really worried about affecting my mood."

Gongsun Murong shook his head and said to himself, then found that he was hungry, and said, "It's really tormenting. I want to find some food to keep my stomach."

"Look, I said Brother Murong won't eat it, right?" Narasha said, pointing to the screen.

"That may be because it's not that level. Many people didn't eat it at first, but later..." Linda couldn't say anything when she saw Narasha's unquestionable gaze.

But Narasha took over the conversation: "Later, under the influence of the environment, she went with the flow, right? I won't say anything to others, but I know that my brother Murong, brother Murong will not go with the flow, he will turn the tide. I firmly believe, watch it, hum!"

"Sister Narasha, Linda is telling a fact." Wan'er helped her speak.

"No, Brother Murong is not. Others are stupid and can't find food. Brother Murong's race is the race of eating. He is so obsessed with eating that he doesn't bother to eat. You don't know Brother Murong."

Narasha pouted and insisted on her judgment.

Gongsun Murong walked around and looked at the place where the food was sold from time to time, but he didn't go to eat it. He just saw what food it was, and there were similar limbs in the food.

It didn't take too long for Gongsun Murong to come to the city wall and saw a dry tree, which he pulled out.

Then I came to the city outside the city, a city with a wall.

He walked up to the wall and saw a kind of fungus.

Without anyone reminding him, he said first: "It's poisonous, absolutely toxic, otherwise it won't keep growing, but the poisonous part of the ingredients does not mean the fiber. I'll try it, but I don't believe it can poison me."

Under the nervous gaze of the audience, Gongsun Murong picked a lot of mushrooms.

Then he came to the mud outside the city, dug the soil, mixing the river water and kneading it.

Then he continued to dig a hole, which was divided into upper and lower parts, to be precise, a cave. One of the caves on both levels was dug out by cross-section, like a kiln.

He first made utensils, then collected more firewood, and then began drilling wood to make fire.

The audience was convinced. What kind of education did Gongsun Murong receive? Learn how to drill wood and make fire?

Then there is a kiln.

"Just burn something that can be used, I'm hungry." Gongsun Murong positioned himself, meaning he didn't plan to cook it well.

A few hours later, he burned it. The utensils he took out were definitely a swear word. They said it was pottery. Whose pottery looked so rough and despicable.

No matter what, when this thing is formed, perhaps the water cooked may have a earthy smell.

After searching through and selecting, Gongsun Murong only found two finished products. They were ugly, but they were not broken. This is success.

Then he naturally buried the stove and found river water to boil mushrooms. While cooking, he put the charcoal ash from the kiln into the utensil and then took it out.

After about twenty minutes, he tasted a small bite and sat there waiting. Half an hour passed. It was okay, it was toxic or not, but it was still unclear, but it was probably okay to make do with it occasionally...

Gongsun Murong dug some earthworm-like things and threw them into the pot, and ate two raw.

When the audience looked at it, no one would think it was disgusting, but just felt distressed and just eating bugs. They had eaten it before, and some contestants vomited while eating it.

But now seeing Gongsun Murong eat calmly, the audience couldn't bear it. Why? Gongsun Murong has such strong combat power and two smart spacecraft.

Now I run to another place to cook the bugs with unfinished utensils.

He just chose to give up and turn around.

Here, what does he want to eat?

And he never considered such a thing. He just analyzed and acted rationally there, whether everything was OK or not, whether it was OK or not.

Gongsun Murong drank very slowly and ate slowly, and observed while eating.

Then he slapped his forehead and said regretfully: "You're stupid. In any place where poison is poisonous, there must be an antidote. All things in the world will be mutually generated and restrained. The way of heaven will damage the excess and make up for the shortcomings. I ate a lot of less food. Alas, experience."

He hurried to the edge of the city, scraped off some walls where there were not too many places in the corner, and found the fungi next to them, and put them in a utensil to cook.

After cooking, look at the things, try to taste a small bite, and immediately touch the utensil to drink.

The audience was stunned. What theory? Just scrape the wall and cook it together.

Narasha had to say, "Don't try it. This theory is complicated. It looks simple, but it doesn't mean it's really simple. It's five steps, but not five steps. Whoever eats himself to death is a fool."

Gongsun Murong here did not dare to continue to eat more. He was afraid of the accumulation of toxins, so he took his two burned semi-finished vessels and continued to walk away.

His behavior has attracted attention from others. Those who are familiar with this situation, watching him eat something that makes people feel itchy and want to die, but he didn't even scratch it.

I also watched him burn utensils there, drill wood to make fire, and then dig the worms to eat it. The red ones were thrown away, specifically the blue ones.

No matter how I looked at him, he was a newcomer, but his performance was even older than that of an old man.

This is definitely not a veteran who comes to deceive people, there is no need.

Has there a veteran in his place specially taught him? I deliberately came to us to show it?

Gongsun Murong didn't know what others were thinking. He saw someone paying attention to him, but he didn't care. If you pay attention to me, you don't know where my real body is, right?

He was outside the city, watching the growth pattern of plants, and slowly walked to a river again. He saw fish in the river, and jumped down and caught them several times but failed to catch them.

So he broke off a branch by the river and collected a lot of plants by the river. The plants were tied up and threw them into the river. While pressing the bundle with stones, he used the branches to dig holes next to the river and dig a small ditch one foot deep.

Then dig a hole on the other side of the ditch and the water comes in.

He jumped into the river to swim, his limbs moved in unison, slapped and slapped the water surface. After a while, he got ashore and blocked the small ditch, and more than a dozen small fish appeared in the pit.

"Another meal was settled, haha!" Gongsun Murong smiled happily.

The audience was speechless. They knew that Gongsun Murong now did not have strong strength, let alone the space was moving.

But even with such an ordinary existence, he could still find a way to get food.

He judged the river by observing the luster and direction of the grass. He tried to catch fish directly and started digging the canals.

Such a person is too strong. As long as he is given a little chance, he will catch it.

The most important thing is that he is still so optimistic when he loses all his powerful force.

It has to be admitted that the Xiangyanghua family, which is difficult to appear for thousands of years, is indeed powerful enough.

It was definitely not by chance that he led the contestants to find their way back home.

Xiangyanghua, will it be stronger when encountering strong?

No one cared about the battle on the desert, they looked at Gongsun Murong.

When it was night there, Gongsun Murong caught a lot of small fish before dark.

At the same time, look for hay and make choices while smelling the smell.

At night, he dug a hole in the ground and started burning the dry branches of the trees and fumigating the fish.

After dinner, he spread the other dry branches to the place where he had just burned the fire, lay on it, lit a rope made of some kind of hay, and slept peacefully.

The hay smoke floated in the air. The audience saw that when many insects encountered that kind of smoke, they either fell down or tried hard to fly away.

Needless to say, the ability to survive in the wild and the absolute survival skills of the wild.

The audience wanted to know what kind of training Gongsun Murong had received.

He has a high level of magic, a high level of fighting spirit, a master of potion, he knows how to boost morale, and the food he cooks is delicious.

As a result, he still has the ability to survive in the wild.

It seems that as long as he exists, there is no impossible.

Under any circumstances, he is still so strong.

Such people are so scary.

For three consecutive days, Gongsun Murong stayed in the same place. He burned pottery weapons himself and accumulated a lot of dried fish.

Every day I have to go to the city wall to scrape things, or the places next to other people’s houses on the streets in the city, or even outside the toilet, to scrape things down.

On the fourth day, he took out the plants soaked in water, rubbed them and started to dry them.

The audience who were traveling with him already knew what he wanted to do, and he wanted to rub the plant fibers into ropes and then weave the nets.

Sure enough, when I got there in the afternoon, the things were dried. He beat them and started kneading several fibers together.

Then rub the two strands of fibers separately, rub them out different strengths, and then rub them together. With the hand movement, the two strands are combined into one strand. The most basic method of rubbing the rope.

The one in front is called rumpling, and the one behind is called rumpling.
To be continued...