Chapter 451 Changes

It's like having too many lice but not itching.

Huai Shi discovered that when you have to face too many problems, people will become strangely calm.

Recently, he has been immersed in confusion and uneasiness about the future, but when he was thrown into the wilderness, he suddenly became aware of his unknowingly impetuous mentality.

Not only the growing confidence, but also the anxiety gradually accumulated along the way.

Today's painful journey is like a slap suddenly hitting Huaishi.

The slap was loud.

Use a beating from outside society to wake him up from his meaningless musings.

——Idiot, stop writing so much.

Think of something you can solve quickly!

No matter how complicated and dark the past is, it is impossible to escape, and no matter how vague and distant the future is, it is impossible to make a choice...

These are undoubtedly things worthy of serious consideration and careful consideration.

But the more important thing should be the present.

The harsh real-life environment forced Huai Shi to the ground again, forcing him, like everyone else, to use his legs to start the arduous trek and regain the sense of survival he once had.

Huai Shi felt happy and fulfilled for this.

Realizing his own powerlessness and limits did not make him depressed, but instead made him feel more and more happy.

As time passed and after a difficult initial period, Huaishi gradually became familiar with this too desolate world.

Those pollution clouds from the edge of Australia have disappeared without knowing when.

But new troubles gradually emerged.

water source.

On the night of the sixth day, Huaishi checked his reserves as usual after getting up, and suddenly found that one-third of his drinking water had been consumed.

Not even a fifth of the way.

There just isn't enough water.

After repeated calculations three times and reducing the daily drinking water quota for the next three times, even after reducing it to just enough to survive, there was still a huge gap.

Huai Shi tapped her pencil against the notebook in her hand, falling into troubled thinking.

In fact, no matter how much you reduce your intake, it is still not a solution to the problem.

There are only three choices before him.

The first is to turn around and return immediately. Taking into account the risks on the road and the possibility of getting lost, the remaining two-thirds of water is not enough to support him to return to Darwin for another round of supplies.

Fortunately, he still had enough money.

At worst, find a bad guy near the town and enforce the law. You'll have everything, and maybe even get a car.

Second, from now on, correct the direction and go eastward. If he controls his intake, he can reach Queensland Bay before the current water is finished. At that time, any water source can be replenished easily.

But the biggest problem is that the Queensland Bay is still a radiation area, and it is also within the scope of key monitoring by the Astronomical Society. After more than a hundred years, the radiation there still has not returned to a safe range, but it is still more or less within the tolerance range of the mountain ghost.

But Huaishi didn't know whether she could maintain her current physical strength and energy after eating water and food in the radiation zone, and whether it would be possible to cross the desert in front of her and reach Canberra.

Want to bet.

And if the first option is the safest and the second option can be considered a small gamble to make you happy, then the third option is a big gamble that will harm your health.

That is to move forward headlong and recklessly.

Bet that you can find a new source of water in the ruins of the previous city.

If the bet succeeds, he will arrive in Canberra and have a big meal. If the bet fails... he will have no choice but to sit on the bench of the Astronomical Society's emergency rescue team and eat cold meals.

This is not life-threatening, after all, the efficiency of the Astronomical Society lies there.

But it's so embarrassing.

He overestimated his ability and wanted to challenge nature, but ended up having to wait for his good brothers to come to rescue him after he got into trouble - it was even more ridiculous than an amateur traveler making a few blind moves and calling 110 when something went wrong.

Three options.

Huaishi fell into tangle.

The first is the safest, the second is the most stable, and the third is the fastest.

But is there no way to be safe, stable and fast?

The crow looked at his innocent look of wanting to eat shit, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but sigh: "Can you be a little more conscious... you are a mountain ghost after all?"

"Huh?" Huai Shi was confused.

"Is all the plant life in your body wasted?"

Crow rolled his eyes: "Are the structures of so many ecosystems along the way just for you to see for free? Theoretically speaking, as long as you have a place where you can take root, you won't die of thirst or starvation. Why are you so embarrassed? ?”

"ha?"

Huaishi was stunned, "Can it still be like this?"

"Why not?"

The crow asked back: "The ghosts can be specialized into earth-bound spirits, red-clothed ghosts, and headless ghosts. Why can't mountain ghosts adjust their families?"

Feeling the look in Crow's eyes that said, "The whole family is disappointed in you," Huaishi closed her eyes in disbelief.

Try... to turn yourself into a vegetative state.

Well, he was already a vegetative state, but this time, he had to change himself from the matryoshka-type hybrid vegetative state that originally belonged to the 'subtropical monsoon climate area'.

For the time being, other unnecessary species and families will be sealed away, and then they will be specialized into a single-type survival plant species with a 'tropical desert climate'.

Reduce your own water consumption to the greatest extent and improve digestion efficiency to adapt to the harsh environment of alternating high temperatures and cold temperatures in the desert.

The main constituent groups are Crassulaceae, Cactaceae, Apricotaceae, Liliaceae, etc...

Visible to the naked eye, the energy fluctuations on Huai Shi's body began to drop rapidly, as if diving.

He had never stored related abyssal plants in the first place, but now that he had separated and sealed other species of ecology from his body, he felt that his strength began to decline like a plunge.

The mountain ghost's holy marks were rapidly shrinking and drying up. In the end, the only remaining plant species were only enough for the complex root system spreading from the crack on his chest to support an area of ​​about four inches, and could not even cover his whole body.

But what was incredible was that Huai Shi felt his breathing become lighter. It's rare to feel... the tiny bits of water vapor floating in the air.

It became weaker, but I felt a rare sense of relief.

The heat and dryness that bothered me were rapidly weakening. Although they had not completely gone away, they remained at a level where they were only slightly hot and dry.

But his own tolerance threshold was rising rapidly, and the thirst that used to be unbearable now became insignificant.

When Huai Shi opened her eyes, she felt something was wrong.

His hair is rapidly shrinking and getting shorter!

In Huai Shi's horrified expression, her waist-length hair had shrunk to the point where even a hair tie could not tie it, and became as short as it had been for a long time.

I'm losing my hair!

"Have you ever seen plants in the desert with lush branches and leaves?" Crow shook his head helplessly: "Why are you so worried? Do you think it's just hair?"

Then Huaishi noticed.

His skin is rapidly roughening, and is no longer as tough and soft as before. Instead, it is rapidly hardening, becoming hard, and yellow in color.

The pores all over his body are also shrinking rapidly. After reaching the limit, a layer of fine fluff that is almost imperceptible extends from the pores, making slight sway in the air with Huai Shi's movements that is invisible to the naked eye.

Flexibly captures every drop of moisture.

Huai Shi picked up the spoon and poured a little water on the back of his hand.

Then he saw that the drop of water quickly decreased under the absorption of countless small villi, and was finally completely absorbed by his skin.

After doubling the endurance, the ability to absorb and store water has also been amazingly improved.

Although it is limited by the limits of the human body, it cannot be truly thirsty like Populus euphratica, where it can stay alive after feigning death and then pouring some water for a few years.

But the consumption demand for drinking water has dropped to about one-fifth of the original level.

This is because all the plant vitality that Huaishi has in reserve is ordinary. If he could get more desert plants from the abyss, he might be able to take root on the spot without even using water.

In fact, Sophora japonica can also forcibly rob the vitality and moisture of other plants to support itself.

It's just that after being a mountain ghost for so long, Huai Shi really doesn't want to do anything to the plants that have been so helpful to him.

With enough water for Huaishi to take a sip, they can live for more than half a year.

No matter how much the desert plants rejected foreign vegetative people, they did not completely refuse to serve Huaishi.

The mountain ghost itself relies on the plant ecology to exist. If the ecology is destroyed, the mountain ghost will have no place to stand. Unless death is imminent and cannot be done without smoking, Huai Shi would generally not consider such a cruel method.

After three adjustments, the new desert ecosystem in Huaishi was finally completed.

At this moment, Huai Shi in the mirror had turned into a short-haired boy with a sallow complexion and rough skin. Even his lips had a hint of brown.

His pupils were covered with a new layer of membrane, which locked in the loss of moisture to the greatest extent.

Specialization completed.

He successfully transformed himself into a tropical desert vegetable.

The Mountain Ghost Stigmata is no longer as dull and slow as before, but is running smoothly again, completely adapting to the desert environment.

Huai Shi couldn't help but start to reflect.

Are you used to being stubborn?

After getting used to fighting for everything, it was only now that I realized these techniques most commonly used by ordinary mountain ghosts.

Each type of stigmata has its own advantages, especially the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree created by the Astronomical Society's exhaustive search of mythological sources throughout the territory. Each stigmata on each path has been endowed with many attributes long before its birth. Features.

It can be said that each has its own unique field.

If it weren't for the crow's reminder, Huai Shi would never have thought that he could actually adjust the ecological circle in his body and in turn adapt to the external environment.

"Do you know the benefits of krypton gold?"

Crow glanced at him: "Think about how big the tolerance range of ordinary mountain ghosts is, and then compare it with yours. The civilian version can accommodate three kinds of ecosystems, which is considered a well-planned plan. Where can anyone scratch the surface like you? , without any restraint, touching all the way into the body, enough to simulate all the ecological environment of the current situation?"

"Are krypton gold players so powerful?" Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise? That kind of shameful thing being beaten by a seal without krypton can only mean one thing, and that is that he doesn't have enough krypton."

The crow shook its head, flapped its little wings, and stepped on Huai Shi's head: "Okay, don't be so cute. Keep walking, the road is still long."

Huai Shi packed her things and picked up the saddle bag again, feeling her feet sink.

My own muscle strength has also deteriorated?

Fortunately, the weak ones are not too much and are still within the tolerance range.

As dusk gradually rose, Huai Shi embarked on the journey again.

For some reason, when he turned around, he could always hear the faint sound echoing at the end of the sky.

It was thunder like an illusion.

"It is going to rain?"

caught up