Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 143 Weakness (27)

His consciousness was in a daze, and his whole body felt numb in the darkness. Zhou Hui felt as if he saw something, or he didn't see anything, and there was only darkness in his sight.

After a long time, it seems that just a moment passed, the darkness in the sight has been mixed with some other colors since some time, like the scene covered by the "black curtain" pierced the blocking black cloth, revealing The picture behind the "curtain" appeared.

Then more colors, but mostly green, pierced holes, large or small, from the "black curtain", these holes slowly expanded and connected to each other, showing the larger scene behind, until all the The "holes" are all connected to one piece.

Then, the "black curtain" was torn open.

After opening the scene, the green was blurred, and slowly began to solidify. After an unknown period of time, the green solidified into grass, solidified into trees, and finally solidified into a clear forest.

Zhou Hui lay on the ground, tilted his head, blinked his eyes inexplicably, and had no extra thoughts.

After a while, the first thought came to my mind:
"What's wrong with me?"

No one gave him an answer to this question, even he himself felt like he couldn't answer it, because besides his body seemed unable to move, even his head was in a state of confusion. Recalling that I was living on a deserted island, changed to a small island, and was miserably hunted down by animals when I came to the big island. I ate three "poisonous fruits" until I was too hungry. The last memory is that I fell unconscious and fell to the ground. It doesn't seem to hurt much.

I tried to move my body, but there was no response from my body and limbs, as if it was not my own hands and feet, but just a prosthetic limb.

The time in a daze always passes very quickly, especially in such a passive daze, so after a long time, he tried to move his fingers, wriggling on the grass like a bug, but it took more effort to stand up .

So Zhou Hui was really like a bug, the muscles on his thin and bewildered face occasionally twitched, wriggling his body, squirming away to the left.

After a few squirms, the lower body seemed to be wrapped in cold air, and after a few more squirms, half of the body felt this way, and there was an extra river in sight.

Before he became unconscious, he walked along the river, and the river was naturally beside him. With a few squirms, his body fell into the river, allowing the river to rush against him to restore his senses.

After rushing for a while, and his sight was full of rivers for a while, Zhou Hui could barely feel his body in the water and barely raised his arms, so he moved his upper body tremblingly to the side of the river, and drank heavily. river water.

However, due to paralysis, he felt that his mouth was not opening and closing that much, and the river water kept flowing out of his mouth.

After staying for a long time and being washed by the river for a long time, Zhou Hui finally regained some feeling, supported the ground and the river water, and barely supported his body.

Looking at the surroundings and the woods that hadn't changed before the coma, looking at his intact body, Zhou Hui twitched his confused face, opened and closed his mouth without much feeling:
"..."

In fact, what he wants to say is that he is not dead...

With a moving body, trembling and half-bending, it took a lot of effort to lift the wooden stick from the ground and use it as a crutch.

Finally, he walked to the river again, supported himself with crutches as much as possible, and turned his face to the river:
On the flowing river, "Zhou Hui"'s swaying and illusory face was outlined. He saw that his face was extremely thin and tired. He saw that his tired expression was mixed with deep confusion, and he twitched unnaturally from time to time. All of a sudden, he saw bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and he saw that his mouth was open, with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, no matter how uncomfortable his body felt, Zhou Hui felt that he should add a line to himself:
"Aba Aba..."

After confirming his state, Zhou Hui turned around, panting lightly, walking like an old man, still walking up the river.

Even if he can't see it, he knows what he looks like now:
Probably like a fool with a demented expression, he kept opening his mouth, panting with distorted lips, full of stupidity.

As for why this is the case, he still has to do what he did before, instead of resting, because he feels that activities can make his body feel faster. If he wants to rest, it is estimated that the effect of kung fu paralysis will disappear for at least one day. , it is better to move the body as soon as possible and get familiar with it slowly.

It's just that if I am really in danger like this, where should I run...

Zhou Hui used trembling palms to support the wooden stick as a crutch, and walked very slowly along the river, step by step, upstream along the river.

The place he is going now is to gradually go up the mountains. After all, there is a high probability that the river flows down from the top of the mountain. There is a high possibility that there will be a lake on the top of the mountain. What he has to do is to go up along the river and see Can you see any food.

Simply put, it's just luck.

After all, with his current state, not to mention running, even walking is very difficult, and he can't even chase the hare, so he can only see if he can find some edible fruits and so on.

When passing by a small tree nearby, Zhou Hui stopped in his tracks, stretched out his palm without feeling anything, moved his numb fingers, grabbed a handful of leaves from the branch, stuffed them into his mouth randomly, and chewed them mechanically.

This time, he couldn't even taste the straw oar.

He probably ate a few leaves, and saw that two leaves fell out of his mouth and floated on the ground. Zhou Hui ignored it and continued to move his palm weakly or as if it was not his own limb at all, grabbing Holding the leaves, continue to stuff them into your mouth.

After eating leaves like this several times, and six or seven remaining leaves fell, Zhou Hui turned around and continued on the road.

The road around the river is not so smooth and not so steep, just like a piece of undulating soil slope, and Zhou Hui later encountered a river fork, and he went up to this one, which was just one of the small branches. Just the river.

As for the large rivers that come together, they are about three or four meters wide.

Standing on the right side of the river, looking at the diversion where the river is slightly flowing, Zhou Hui couldn't feel whether he had clenched his teeth, but he still tightened his numb waist, took numb steps, and pressed part of his body weight When the numb palms were connected to the wooden sticks, they suppressed the trembling and continued to go up.

He is not very clear about the state of his body. On the one hand, it is because of the weakness caused by hunger, and on the other hand, because the whole body is paralyzed to cover up the feeling of hunger, so he is inexplicably not very hungry now, but sometimes he is very hungry, and he can't use it. strength.

Just like that, after a while, a dark golden figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the river, reflected in Zhou Hui's eyes, and looked at him from a distance across the flowing river.

(PS: Change first and then change)

(End of this chapter)