Chapter 1797 Food Problem

[Snake Skin Gloves] (Inferior quality) Defense +1, equipment level requirement: Level 2.

Looking at the gloves that appeared in the virtual backpack, Jia Zhengjin sighed: "This habit is really hard to break. When I see a corpse, I can't help but touch it..."

The gloves were really bad, at least for Jia Zhengjin who was used to wearing artifact armor, they were just trash among the trash.

He took out the snakeskin gloves from the virtual backpack, threw them to the ground with a look of disgust, turned around and came to the mouse, squatted down and shook its body vigorously.

The mouse's body was very stiff, as if it had been dead for a long time, and its heartbeat could hardly be felt.

Was he just scared to death?

Jia Zhengjin frowned, stretched out his hand and slapped its mouth hard: "Hey! Wake up! Are you still alive?"

At first, the mouse didn't respond. After a while, it suddenly opened its eyes, then turned over and checked its body in a panic: "Am I dead? Am I dead?"

Jia Zhengjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was still alive.

But it was also quite speechless.

"Kean? Where are we? Where are the hunters?" The mouse found that he was unharmed and turned around to ask anxiously.

"Here!" Jia Zhengjin pointed to the pile of ashes.

"What do you mean? These ashes..." The mouse looked confused.

"It belongs to the giant swamp snake. I burned it to ashes!" Jia Zhengjin shrugged and stood up.

"Swamp giant snake? Was it the hunter just now?" The mouse was stunned, its mouth opened wide, and its eyes kept moving between Jia Zhengjin and the ashes of the giant snake, "Burn into ashes? How did you do that?"

Facing the shocked mouse, Jia Zhengjin spread his hands and did not answer.

"Hey! What is this..." Seeing that he didn't answer, the mouse spotted the snakeskin gloves on the ground, bent down to pick them up, and looked at them curiously. Then he suddenly exclaimed, "Wow - not only did you kill the Predator, but you also used its skin to make gloves? How amazing! Then... what about the Predator's meat? Its size, It’s enough to feed our family for more than a month!”

Facing the mouse's eager gaze, Jia Zhengjin pointed to the ashes on the ground.

"What's the meaning?"

"Can't you understand? It's all burned to ashes."

"Ah? Burn it all to ashes. What do you mean?"

"Literally! All that's left is these gloves."

"Isn't it?!" The mouse immediately lay on the ground and wailed, "That's enough food for the whole family for more than a month! If I can take it back, I won't need to hunt until my younger brothers and sisters are born! Why is it burned? Ash~ What a pity~"

"Stop howling!" Jia Zhengjin looked at a mouse crying in front of him, crying for a pile of giant snake meat, and was speechless. "I don't know who said just now to help me delay time and let me hurry up." He ran. Then he fainted the next second..."

The mouse's cry suddenly stopped,

There were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, but he retorted seriously: "I didn't faint, it was the tribe's talent for self-preservation."

"What? Self-preservation talent?"

"That's right! That's the innate ability of our Moss tribe to [suspend death]. When we encounter an overly powerful hunter, we will subconsciously enter the state, which is exactly the same as a corpse. Most hunters like fresh ones. Food, so if you are not too lucky, you can escape death." Mouse wiped his tears and replied, "I don't want this, but the hunter is too scary, and the body instinctively enters a state of suspended animation..."

"Forget it, it's not a threat to me anyway." Jia Zhengjin didn't care too much.

"But Keen, you can actually kill such a terrifying hunter? You are indeed an alien!" The mouse showed an excited expression the next moment, "How did you do it? How did you do it? Can you teach me? Me? If I have such great abilities, I don’t have to worry about hunting!”

Those are the characteristics of gods, and it would be strange if they could be taught! Although if possible, Jia Zhengjin would rather give these characteristics away.

Facing the expectant mouse, he could only shake his head.

"Can't you tell me how to kill it?" The mouse was very sorry.

"It's not that I can't tell you, it's just that you can't use my method." Jia Zhengjin said calmly.

"Oh, is that so?" The mouse nodded immediately and played with the snakeskin gloves, "Okay! This glove..."

"Take it away if you want it," Jia Zhengjin replied casually, "I was planning to throw it away."

"Thank you!" The mouse excitedly put on the gloves and moved his paws. "It fits very well! And the front part is empty, so there is no obstacle to the paws. It can protect the paws without hindering the movement. Really give it to me. ?"

Jia Zhengjin was too lazy to answer and nodded casually.

What he saw as rubbish was regarded as a treasure by the mouse, who seemed particularly happy.

After a while, the mouse finally remembered the business: "By the way! Are the Cockroach Tribe and the Water Tribe still fighting?"

"The fight is over!" Turning around to look at the video screen, he saw that both the Cockroach Tribe and the Water Tribe on the lotus leaf were injured, and only a small number of their respective members left the battle.

The cockroach tribe spread its wings and flew away, and the aquatic tribe jumped back into the pond. It seemed that each of them wanted to find helpers to fight again next time?

However, the Nuwa was not discovered, so you can rest assured.

"Are they all gone?" The mouse looked better. "In this case, we can go hunting! My father and mother are still at home, waiting for me to come home with dinner. Keen, if you don't mind, go to my house first? Go to the city. It takes about seven days to go back and forth, and I have to prepare food before I can go out, otherwise my parents will starve to death."

"Hmm!" Jia Zhengjin needs this mouse to lead the way and find a "city dweller" who is more familiar with the world. "How long will it take?"

"What?" The mouse turned back in confusion.

"I said, how long does it take to store food for seven days?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

The mouse thought for a while: "What I can catch now is probably small prey such as golden butterfly larvae. And I have to avoid their tribes and wait for lone larvae. If I successfully capture a larva, it may be enough for a dinner at home. So it will take at least ten days to get it together, provided that the weather is good and the luck is good..."

"Too troublesome!" Jia Zhengjin shook his head and said, "You said that the giant swamp snake just now is enough for the whole family to eat for more than a month?"

"Yes!" The mouse showed a regretful expression when he heard this.

"Then go catch another one!" Jia Zhengjin said casually.

"Ah?" The mouse's face suddenly changed, "I, I, I can't... I'm not that powerful..."

"I'm not talking about you!" For a person who was directly scared... Oh, no! Seeing the giant snake, the mouse pretended to be dead. Jia Zhengjin certainly had no hope. "I will be responsible for catching and preparing a month's worth of food for your family. You will be responsible for taking me to the city!"

"No, no~" The mouse shook his head hurriedly. "Hunting is something you have to do by yourself. If I rely on you this time, I will have the same mentality next time. This is not a good thing for me! Besides, it's our own food, I can't let others get it for me!"

"You are quite principled?" Jia Zhengjin looked at the mouse for a few seconds and thought for a while. "Do you have to hunt by yourself?"

"Yes!" The mouse nodded vigorously.