Chapter 39 If You Don’t Succeed, You Will Die

After eight o'clock in the evening,

the air temperature dropped sharply.

Ye Xing took out some gasoline from the system space to make a fire for heating.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, without the invasion of TV, games, and various short video apps, the speed of time seems to flow much slower.

"I heard that the night sky was originally dark."

"Stars are the souls of people after death, guarding their relatives on earth."

"People are actually very fragile. Life is short and precious things are always lost."

"Why not be bolder, confess to the person you like, give your parents a hug, and bravely pursue your dreams."

Ye Xing put his hands on the pillow, looked at the starry sky, and sighed.

[Pretending to talk nonsense when the wind is favorable, and sighing chicken soup when the wind is against you, you are really good (slanting dog head)! ]

[Silly: Anchor, I just listened to you and confessed to my sweetheart, and she sent me a frog. What does it mean? ]

[Frog = lonely, she should be hinting that she is lonely, empty and cold. Brother, you have a chance! ]

[Silly: Sorry, I misread it. She sent a toad and asked me what kind of animal it was! ]

[Little Pig: The way you confessed your love is wrong. I'll teach you. Send a red envelope with the 520 code. She must call me husband before she can open it. I sent it ten times and she called me husband ten times (although she withdrew it). ]

[I just knocked on my parents' room and wanted to give them a hug, but they told me to get lost...]

This generation of netizens is so stupid that Ye Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's getting late. Young people shouldn't stay up all night."

"Be obedient and go to bed early."

"By the way, I suggest you drink a glass of milk before going to bed. It helps you sleep and supplements calcium."

After Ye Xing greeted the fans, he entered a meditative state.

There might be a fierce battle at night.

Ye Xing needs to adjust his physical condition to the best.

Around eleven o'clock, in addition to the sound of the wind, there were frosted sounds in the air.

Ye Xing opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Have they gone out?"

Ye Xing's deep eyes glowed with a faint light, and he activated his [night vision] ability.

His vision became clearer, not affected by the darkness at all.

Groups of poisonous dragon double-tailed scorpions crawled out of their nests in the gravel circle.

Some of them spread out in all directions, looking for food.

The other part killed each other in the gravel circle.

Those with weaker combat power or physical problems would be eaten by their own kind as food.

After all, their number is too large, and it is difficult to meet their survival needs by relying on the surrounding insects.

[Scorpions eat scorpions, tsk tsk, there is something. ]

[Don't say scorpions, people will eat people when they are hungry to a certain extent! ]

[Delete, delete quickly, I already have the inner picture in my mind! ]

[What did I do wrong, I saw this in the middle of the night, I'm afraid I will have insomnia tonight. ]

Ye Xing turned on the night shooting function, so netizens can also see this scene clearly.

"This kind of scorpion has no feelings. They even eat their own parents."

"Swallow, reproduce, swallow again, reproduce again. This is what they repeat throughout their lives."

"It's like a small society. The weak will be eliminated in the cruel competition, and the strong will become stronger."

Ye Xing lay quietly on the side and watched, waiting for the opportunity.

He poured gasoline around. The scorpions hated the irritating smell and would not approach easily.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours passed!

Most of the netizens in the live broadcast room fell asleep, the number of people online dropped sharply, and the comment area was quiet.

Around three o'clock in the morning.

The scorpion's "civil war" ended completely.

The dead died, the injured were injured, the full were full, and they all dispersed.

Only the ice-blue immune fruit exuded a holy light in the dark, like an indestructible pearl.

The wind blew.

South wind.

It was a tailwind!

God really helped me.

Ye Xing no longer hesitated, filled his legs with strength, and ran towards the gravel circle at his maximum speed.

Whether he could pick the immunity fruit depended on this.

If he failed, he would die!!!