Chapter 1856 Hunting the Big Tree

Although the scene in front of him made Jenkins feel unusual, he finally chose to rest under this tall tree for one night and continue on the road tomorrow. This was not only because his sense of danger thought it was safe here, but more importantly, it looked like there would be a heavy rain in the jungle tonight.

It was definitely not a pleasant thing to travel in the jungle in the middle of the night when it was raining heavily. This was not only because of the various inconveniences brought by the rain, but also because there were many dangerous insects, plants and animals in the jungle on rainy days, hiding in the dark under the cover of heavy rain, waiting for prey to come.

In the forest of the Novat continent, if it rains, there will be few dangers, but in the jungle of the New World, in terms of the degree of danger, the jungle on rainy days is much more dangerous than the jungle on sunny days, and it is more dangerous at night than during the day. Most of his former companions died in the rainy jungle at night. Although he has the ability to sense danger, he is not willing to take the risk of walking in the jungle on rainy nights.

With his rich experience, he quickly built a simple hut a little away from the tall tree. Although the most suitable place to build a hut should be under the tree, because the root system of this huge tree is extremely developed, many of them arch upward and expose the ground, and many of them have arched a cave that can accommodate a person. Some of the arched roots are even covered with a layer of dense branches and leaves, which can easily block the falling raindrops. You can move in directly without even building it.

But because of the little concern in his heart, he chose a distance that he thought was relatively safe, and spent time and effort to build a hut that was not very reliable.

Just after he built the hut, raindrops fell from the dark clouds and hit the branches and leaves of the jungle below.

Although there were branches and leaves above his head to block the raindrops, the rain was too heavy, and even if there were branches and leaves to block it, it would be useless. Soon the jungle under the tree was also shrouded in rain and fog, and it was white. You couldn’t see anything at a distance of five meters.

It was also because of the rain that Jenkins did not have time to find dry branches for night life. He could only find some branches nearby to reinforce the hut to prevent it from being washed away by the rain. Then he put on the animal skin and raincoat he made, took out two dry biscuits, ate them with rain, and then sat next to a big stone in the hut to rest quietly.

For ordinary people, it is impossible to fall asleep in the jungle in the heavy rain. Whether it is the noisy raindrops outside or the raindrops dripping on the body from time to time, it is enough to make a person lose sleep. But Jenkins is different. When he was in the Novat continent, he had already learned how to rest in the forest on rainy days. Although the environment of the New World jungle in front of him is much worse than the forest in the Novat continent, the method he learned in front of him is still effective, so not long after he entered the resting state, he quickly fell asleep.

Although Jenkins had prepared for the cold, whether it was a raincoat or a warm and waterproof fur coat, they were all good equipment for him to keep his body temperature in such bad weather, but the low temperature around him was still a little beyond his expectations. Not long after nightfall, he felt a chill seeping in, which made him shiver and wake up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes and felt the chill on his body, which made him a little worried. Then he looked at the heavy rain outside that had not stopped, and a little hesitation appeared on his face. But after hesitating for a moment, he still made a decision. Then he took out a tin wine bottle from his arms, twisted the cork, and took a small sip of the liquid in the wine bottle. An expression of pain immediately appeared on his face.

This liquid is a special potion. He bought the potion formula and production method from an old hunter at a high price. The potion is made from more than a dozen different herbs. It tastes very bitter, but the effect is very good. Only a small sip can warm up the body, and it can also drive away the drowsy mental state and make people's minds unusually clear.

However, this potion also has side effects. This side effect will cause some hallucinations in the drinker, which is why Leo hesitated just now, because hallucinations are basically equivalent to losing the ability to judge danger, and losing judgment in the jungle is very dangerous.

After feeling that his body was getting warm, Jenkins began to look around, looking for illusions caused by side effects. As long as he identified the illusion and ignored it, he would be fine after the effect of the drug passed. However, once he failed to distinguish the illusion and was affected by it, he made wrong judgments and behaviors, which might put himself in danger.

In the past, the illusions Jenkins created after using this potion were usually some prey or enemies he had killed before, and he could easily distinguish them, so this time he was also looking for those hidden illusions.

However, to his surprise, he searched the entire hut and did not find any objects that might be illusions. Just as he was puzzled, a new chill surged from the entrance of the hut. Even after drinking the potion, he still felt a little cold, so he had to tighten his fur coat and look outside the hut.

However, after seeing the scene outside the hut, he was stunned, because he found that it was pouring rain outside just a moment ago, but now it was snowing, and the places in the hut that were originally wet by the rain began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the whole hut turned into an ice house.

"What's going on?" Jenkins looked at everything that happened in front of him, and the whole person was stunned, and couldn't help but exclaimed, and doubted: "Is this an illusion created by the potion?"

Jenkins had never seen such an illusion, and the old hunter who created this potion had never mentioned this kind of weather illusion. This made him feel fresh and a little worried, because his previous experience in fighting illusions might not be useful.

However, fortunately, this illusion was too inconsistent, so he didn't need to spend time and energy to easily distinguish it, because it never snowed in the New World.

The weather in the New World is usually humid and hot. Sometimes the temperature drops sharply at night due to rain, making people feel cold, but no matter how much, compared with the weather in the northern Novat continent, it still feels warm, so it never snows here. Only some very high mountain tops can vaguely see some snow, which makes it easy for him to distinguish that the snow outside and the ice in the hut are illusions.

Just as Jenkins was thinking about how to deal with this illusion that had been distinguished, a gust of wind blew from outside the hut, and the wind blew in some snowflakes from the entrance of the hut and fell on Jenkins' face, making Jenkins feel the coldness of the snowflakes.

Jenkins reached out and wiped his face, feeling the melted snow. He looked up and touched the unmelted snow. Then he put his fingers covered with snow in front of his eyes. Looking at the slowly melting ice and snow particles on his fingers, he showed a surprised expression on his face and couldn't help muttering, "Isn't this an illusion? Is this real?"

It's no wonder that Jenkins had such thoughts, because in the past, the illusions that Jenkins had caused by taking the medicine were truly intangible and untouchable. When he reached out, his hand passed directly through the illusion, just like passing through the air, without touching anything. But now it's different. The snowflakes that are obviously impossible to exist can be touched by his hands just like the real ones. Even the snowflakes that fall on his face will follow the rules and melt into snow water. This illusion is simply unimaginable, which makes Jenkins have to doubt his previous judgment.

Just when he was still doubting whether the ice and snow in front of him were real or fake, he suddenly felt a rustling sound in the surrounding jungle. He was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of leaves scraping against the fur of a wild animal passing through the dense forest. He immediately took out his weapon, sprinkled some smell-covering powder on himself, and then pulled his raincoat over his head to cover himself completely. He held the weapon tightly in his hand and looked nervously at the snow outside the hut.

Not long after, he saw several adult horn-toothed leopards coming out of the woods, and this scene made him hold his breath.

Among the jungle beasts that Jenkins encountered, the horn-toothed leopard was definitely the most dangerous of all the beasts. They were called real hunters because all the prey they targeted were difficult to escape. These horn-toothed leopards were several times larger than the leopards on the Novat continent. They ran in the jungle like a chariot. Even if it did not bite the prey with its most lethal teeth, it was enough to knock out any prey, including humans, by simply running quickly and colliding with the prey.

In addition, the most powerful thing about horn-toothed leopards is their fur, which has excellent defensive power. With the weapons that Jenkins can access now, including the best muskets, it is difficult to cause damage to horn-toothed leopards. Therefore, there is a common understanding in the colony, that is, when encountering a horn-toothed leopard, it is useless to escape or resist, and you can only pray that the horn-toothed leopard is full.

At present, five adult horn-toothed leopards appeared outside the hut at the same time. Jenkins felt that he was doomed. After all, he couldn't deal with one horn-toothed leopard, let alone five. This also made him, who was in despair, have a little doubt, that is, why did the horn-toothed leopards, which live alone, appear together, and why did his sense of danger not react at this extreme time.

"Is the horn-toothed leopard an illusion?" Looking at the horn-toothed leopard walking in the snow, Jenkins couldn't help but have a guess in his heart, and felt that this guess might be right, so he wanted to leave the hut to see if the guess was correct. Even if it was not correct, leaving the hut would make it easier for him to escape in time when he encountered something later.

But just when he was about to leave the hut, the sense of danger that had never appeared before suddenly appeared, and this time the sense of danger was so strong that he felt as if someone was choking him, and he realized that any movement he made would put him in danger, and he also found that the object that gave him such a strong sense of danger was not the horn-toothed leopards, but the huge tree.

Just when Jenkins gave up the idea of ​​leaving the simple hut and returned to the initial silent state, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and then he saw some sharp tree roots like spears drilled out from the ground and pierced into the bodies of several horn-toothed leopards at a very fast speed.

Faced with such an attack, the horn-toothed leopard had no way to defend itself, and couldn't even scream. It died under the tree root spears. Then the tree roots wrapped the horn-toothed leopard and dragged it underground. The surrounding soil was filled up by other tree roots, and the falling snow covered everything, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Jenkins, who witnessed all this, had a blank mind. His already very weak breathing became even weaker under the drive of fear. He even felt that such weak breathing was still too loud and hated to breathe any more.

It was not known whether he, as a human, was not qualified to be prey, or that he was outside the hunting area, or that the hut he made was in line with the aesthetics of the tree. In short, he was not attacked by the tree, and his sense of danger gradually slowed down, but it did not disappear.

Then, Jenkins, who was hiding in the hut, saw that there were beasts coming out of the jungle and being hunted by the huge tree like sacrifices. These beasts were all large beasts without exception, both herbivorous and carnivorous. Many of them were beasts he had never seen before. He didn't know if it was because he felt no danger now. When he saw a beast he had never seen before, he couldn't help but think of how much he could sell it for if he caught it.

Under his wild thoughts, dozens of waves of beasts had entered the hunting range of the big tree and became one of the nutrients for the roots of the big tree, and time entered the second half of the night.

At this time, he found that the big tree suddenly changed. The trunk began to emit a faint light. Some small light balls flew out of the trunk and circled around the trunk, which looked very dazzling.

If he hadn't seen the scene of hunting in the big tree before, Jenkins might have been attracted by the amazing scene and walked under the big tree. But now he was just afraid, because years of experience told him that in this boundless jungle of the New World, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are.

At this moment, a sound of trampling leaves suddenly came into his ears. This sound was not the sound of wild animals trampling leaves, but more like the sound of humans trampling leaves. Then he saw a young man in a strange hunting suit walking out of the jungle not far away and came under the big tree.