A poor, weak, helpless, but capable being, Mu Su was isolated in the Lindsay Wetlands, and in the end, it was the captain with a particularly long name who brought Mu Su back to their camp, a clearing in the woods.

Several wide, triangular tents, covered in thick fur and bloated, surround the central campfire.

The rest of the team has already repaired in front of the tent.

Most of the residents of the Lindsay Wetlands live in tents. According to them, the rainy season was too heavy, the wood was not waterproof and time-consuming, and the concrete could not be obtained, so they made a batch of tarpaulins and used wood as support to build tents, and over time it became the style of Lindsay Wetland.

Mu Su also sat down next to Catherine. One of the members filled the fire with hay and branches, blowing hard. After a while, a faint spark emerged, resurrected.

They unloaded their gear and gathered around the campfire to make a fire. Anne came from a tent with a pot full of white flowers and mud-stained plant roots.

The fist-sized rhizome was distributed, and Mu Su also got one. I saw that these team members either strung up branches and set them up around the bonfire, or handed them directly to their mouths and took a bite, and the crisp chewing sound continued.

"It's Amygan, it's edible." Anne sat down beside Mu Su and said. "There's a hint of sweetness of a little starch."

Mu Su disgusted and took Amygan: "I'm a god, you let me eat this kind of thing?" ”

"What? God? Anne tilted her head, her eyes unblinking, staring at the perfect face that could not find a single blemish in the firelight. It occurred to her that perhaps only God could have such a look.

Only then did he remember that Mu Su, who had been beaten back to his original form, explained with a dry smile: "God...... Menstrual illness. ”

The rest of the team nodded subconsciously. This seems to explain why Tong Musu is so weird.

"It's good to eat. After the onset of winter, conditions are even more difficult. A cold voice thought to him. Catherine silently ate Emigan, pursed her lips and said.

Mu Su turned his head, and then his gaze was captured by gravity uncontrollably: "I thought you were very well nourished." ”

"That was a long time ago, okay......" Catherine gave him a blank look. She wanted to say that it was already a lot smaller. But for fear of being sexually harassed by Mu Su, he resolutely shut up.

If none of this had happened, there was no apocalypse, and her parents hadn't died, she would still be happy to meet Mu Su. But now......

The team members talk to each other, and the sky begins to completely darken. The light of the rest of the camp in the distance was faintly visible among the trees.

Frederick brings the conversation down to business. He said to Mu Su, "Mu Su, you were brought back by us. In accordance with the rules of the wetlands, we have priority in inviting you to join the Platoon. ”

"I'm joining."

Mu Su promised as fast as selling his teammates during the day.

"Uh...... I'm not done yet. Frey felt a trace of regret in his heart, and asked slightly, "But everyone in our team has their own strengths." What are you good at? ”

Mu Su scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Probably...... Charm? ”

He doesn't quite know how to describe it.

Everyone was speechless, but in one aspect he was right, Mu Su's appearance was indeed very fraudulent.

Frey thought slightly. More than combatants, other types of players are what they need. After a day of getting along, although Mu Su behaved strangely, he was still reliable. The only problem is the black history of selling teammates......

The crackling bonfire exploded, and the light of the fire made his face flicker. Anne looked at him nervously, afraid to say no.

After a while, Frey broke the dead silence and nodded to Mu Su: "Then you are welcome, now you are a trainee member of our hunter team." ”

As soon as the atmosphere relaxed, Frey began to introduce the team members to Musu.

At night, the temperature turns cold, and it's time to rest. The team members discussed setting aside a tent for Musu.

"I'll squeeze Catherine and I." Mu Su said shyly.

I'm sorry to make room for them.

"Don't even think about it." Catherine simply refused, as if she didn't care at all about Mu Su's handsome face.

Mu Su was not discouraged, and asked instead: "If the tent I live in suddenly collapses inexplicably, is there a possibility that Catherine and I will squeeze together?" ”

"If that's the case, it could just be that you don't have a place to live." Catherine did not look at him, and stooped down into the tent.

Mu Su climbed into the vacated tent with an aggrieved face and covered his robe as a quilt.

Tears accompanied him into his dreams.

As the team returned to their tents, the camp fell silent. Anne remained outside. She wrapped herself in a blanket, leaned into the bonfire, and took out a hot one from her bosom.

"If only there was a little light."

After barely reading a few lines, my eyes began to sour. Anne muttered in frustration. The fire was almost extinguished, and the flickering flames were not enough to read the small print on the pages.

Mu Su raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Anne snorted softly at the campfire, and she noticed that the light of the fire had become steady, even brighter.

She's a little strange, obviously the flame is still weak...... Soon, though, she turned her attention to the book, pressing her fingers under the words and reading them out as she moved.

"On February 24, 1815, the lookout from the watchtower of the sheltered weir signaled to the people that the three-masted pharaoh had arrived ......"

In this quiet murmur, Mu Su fell asleep.

There are no birds or insects in the morning in the forest of the end. The gloomy weather has nothing to do with the sunny weather.

The survivors, accustomed to sunrise and sunset, crawled out of their tents.

Someone went to call Mu Su: "Do you want to go with us?" ”

Gathering points and lakes are barren. If you want to make a profit, you can only go to the dangerous periphery to hunt for food.

Winter is a few days away, and they have to prepare for the winter. No one wants to go out for more than ten hours in the cold winter of the Xiaoice period, risking frostbite and freezing to death to forage for food.

Mu Su's eyes were half-narrowed, and he looked like he hadn't woken up: "If I don't go, can I sleep lazy." ”

The female team member looked at Mu Su's lazy appearance, her heart quickened, and her face was red and speechless.

"No, you need to clean the camp." Catherine, who is extremely resistant, came over and said.

Mu Su didn't have any intention of getting up, and half-squinted at the figure above his head and said, "Come back when you guys." ”

"Before dark."

"Then I'm not going." Mu Su lifted his robe and covered his head. They're not there anyway...... Who knows if you're sleeping......

Catherine's tone was flat and not angry: "Yes, the camp health will be left to you." ”

The camp was noisy for a while, and after tidying up and leaving, it gradually returned to calm. Until half an hour later—

"Is Mr. Mu Su here?"

There was a call.

"Huh?" Hearing someone shouting, Mu Su poked his head out of his robe.

The eyes of the two people who walked into the camp fell on Mu Su, who came out of the tent, first stunned, and then happy.

"That's him, take it!"

Mu Su suddenly cried: "I surrender!" They haven't gone far yet! The leader is Frey, I'm just an insignificant pawn, all good men spare your lives! ”