Chapter 158 Eating Problems
Liu Xingquan turned and ran.
The monsters rumbled behind him. His legs, already sore and weak, suddenly burst into strength.
Help.
He ran forward like crazy. The shell-like monsters screamed and howled behind him. His heart was beating like a drum, and his head was dizzy. I can't die here. My mother is waiting for me to come home. I can't make her sad again.
His foot stepped into a depression in the gravel, and he rolled down with a dizzy head. The smell of sand and soil exposed to the sun rushed into his nose. He fell into a pit on the slope. The monsters jumped over from above. He could see the brown bellies of these crustaceans. They didn't pay attention to him. They jumped over the pit one by one, and their strong limbs moved powerfully.
Liu Xingquan lay in the tunnel, gasping for breath. The tide of these crustacean monsters lasted for a full twenty minutes. They ignored him indifferently, as if they were all rushing on their way.
When no more shell monsters passed by, Liu Xingquan checked his legs. His knees and elbows were bruised, but nothing serious. He slowly climbed out of the tunnel. The group of monsters were gathering not far away.
What are they doing? He was uneasy.
There was a cold light flashing in the cracks of the ground not far away. It was water. It was river water. Liu Xingquan suddenly realized that these monsters were going to drink water. There was a water source ahead. This news boosted his spirits. But those shell monsters gathered there in groups.
If I go over to drink the water, will they attack me? Will they eat me?
He didn't know. His throat was on fire. His breath was like hot air. He stared at the bright white water in the distance, imagining the clear and cold water pouring into his throat. Water, he really wanted to drink water. He sat behind a rock and waited for two hours. He was almost exhausted from thirst. The group of crustacean monsters still didn't leave. If I don't drink water, I will die of thirst, he thought.
After another half an hour of suffering, Liu Xingquan came out. He observed the reactions of the monsters with every step he took. The crustaceans were still gathering by the river to drink water, as if Liu Xingquan was just a rolling stone. He approached the stream carefully. The clear river water reflected the blood-red sky, showing a strange dark red color. No crustacean looked at him. They were all drinking the river water with their mouthparts. This is exactly what I want. He bent down and scooped up a handful of water from the stream. The water tasted a little astringent and the temperature was high. It was not as refreshing and cool as he imagined. I hope this water is not poisonous. But does he have the right to choose now?
He drank the water in big gulps until his stomach was full. A shelled monster raised its head and blew a breath at him. Liu Xingquan was so scared that he sat on the ground. Its huge compound eyes stared at him. He timidly moved aside. The monster seemed very satisfied, lowered its head and continued to drink water, ignoring him.
These monsters looked scary, but they had no intention of attacking him, he thought to himself.
After drinking enough water, he sat there and began to think about the next way out. He imagined that someone would come down from the sky and tell him that this was just a TV show and it was time to go home. But this was obviously a foolish dream. He had been here for ten hours, which was completely beyond the common sense of a TV show. Mom, the mother he was most worried about... Mom must be very worried. He had never stayed out all night before. Mom, I will definitely find a way to come back. Please don't worry about me, and please don't cry for me.
He was a teenager who was very familiar with Internet culture, so he was naturally able to face up to this situation quickly.
When you arrive in another world, you should be aware that you are in another world.
Many online novel protagonists carry systems or other external plug-ins with them when they arrive in another world. Liu Xingquan tried to shout a few times: "System? Is there a system?" Of course, he didn't get any response. Only the few shell monsters nearby looked up at him. He thought of the fact that these online novel protagonists often carry portable spaces, so he closed his eyes and tried to sense the legendary space. There was a slight sound of wind in his ears, the friction of the heavy footsteps of the shell monsters and their shrill chirping, and the buzzing of some strange little insects flying around him. Other than that, he felt nothing.
Ah, I don't have much carry-on space either.
Liu Xingquan sat on the ground sadly. It was so miserable. Online articles were really all lies. There was no such thing as a golden finger in reality.
Wait, I think I do have one...
He thought of the only magical prop he had - the glass bottle and the message in the bottle. The drifting bottle that would automatically update the incoming letters. He took the glass bottle out of his schoolbag, and the message in the bottle had not changed at all. There was no new letter from his pen pal.
If this drifting bottle can achieve communication between different planets, he should be able to receive the letter I write now.
I can ask him for help.
Liu Xingquan opened his pencil case, tore a piece of paper from his exercise book, and spread the paper on a relatively flat stone. Before he started writing, he hesitated again.
His pen pal was in a very bad situation. Even though Liu Xingquan was just a middle school student who had not experienced much of the world, he had already realized that the company his pen pal mentioned was not a good company. He had originally planned to discuss with Yan Zhen how to help this pen pal, but now he had fallen into a situation where he could only ask his pen pal for help.
Judging from the letter, his pen pal was completely controlled by the company.
He was keenly aware of a possibility: this company was looking for desperate laborers everywhere, and his call for help from his pen pal would likely cause him to fall into the company's clutches as well. Not only would he not be able to help his pen pal, he would not be able to save himself either. This was definitely not the result Liu Xingquan wanted.
So what should we do now?
First of all, let’s assume that this strange world is an alien planet.
Liu Xingquan thought about it, and began to describe the landforms of the wasteland, the red sky, the two suns, and the specific appearance of the crustacean. He drew a quick sketch of the crustacean as an illustration. Finally, he wrote in the letter:
[Do you know where this place is? Do you know its exact location? Do you know how far it is from the earth? ]
After writing, he stuffed the letter into a glass bottle. With no information, he could only ask his pen pal for information.
The light had dimmed without him noticing. The two suns were gradually setting, outlining the contours of the distant mountains with their golden-red light. The shell monsters clung together, making an undulating low hum. Liu Xingquan found a small hillside covered with weeds and sat down behind a large rock that could block the wind.
He took off his shoes. His feet were covered with blisters. He pulled his feet up and covered himself with his schoolbag and books. The night came quickly, and soon the sun withdrew its last rays of light. As night fell, the temperature began to drop sharply. He was hungry and cold. I hope I don't get sick after one night. I must not get sick. There is still a long way to go tomorrow.
But where will he go after leaving this wasteland? He didn't know. He closed his eyes, thinking about his mother, his best friend Yan Zhen, his classmates, and his deceased father. "Xingquan, you must strive to be successful." His father often said this to him. But he left forever before he could see him grow up and become successful. He made his mother cry a lot. Now, he made his mother cry just like his father.
No, I'm different. I won't make my mother cry.
Of course you won't, Yan Zhen whispered to him.
Yes, when I come back, I will tell you about this strange journey to another world.
It was late at night. He fell into a deep sleep amidst his chaotic thoughts. In his dream, he had no pain or hunger. He picked up his schoolbag, said goodbye to Teacher Fu, left the library, and walked home as usual. He thought happily: Sure enough, traveling to another world is just a dream, this is my reality.
"No, this is not reality." A voice sounded behind him.
Liu Xingquan turned around and saw a girl standing behind him. She was wearing a school uniform with "No. 4 Middle School" written on it. But this school uniform... The school uniforms of No. 4 Middle School are not of this style now. Liu Xingquan remembered that this was the old school uniform in the photos that Teacher Fu showed him.
"This is not reality." The girl said to him. She stared at him, her eyes like the dark sky after a meteor passed by, distant and peaceful.
He felt that she looked familiar yet strange, so he asked, "Who are you?"
The girl gave him a sad and gentle smile and said, "Wake up, Liu Xingquan."
Liu Xingquan woke up from his dream. He was in pain all over, and his limbs were stiff. He swept away the book covering his body. He touched his forehead, and his body temperature was normal, and he didn't feel like he had a fever. He subconsciously reached for his phone, and after pressing it, the screen was still dim. The phone was completely out of battery. Now he couldn't calculate the time.
He stood up, his eyes full of stars from hunger. He missed the wontons and poached eggs in soy sauce soup that his mother would heat up for him every morning. I have to find some food, he thought to himself.
Water is the source of life. Where there is water, there are always living things. Maybe I can find something from that stream.
At this time, the sky was still dim, with a little light from the sun shining through the horizon, and tiny stars still hanging high in the sky.
He stepped into the river barefoot. The river was very shallow, with the water only reaching Liu Xingquan's calves. He bent down to feel the water. The water was clear and he could see the bottom, but there were no fish. After searching for a while, he returned to the ground disappointed.
On the second day of arriving in the other world, he died of hunger. He smiled bitterly.
A crustacean not far from him suddenly swung its legs violently, and the other crustaceans surrounding it made low, uneasy sounds. Liu Xingquan looked over curiously. A stone was caught in the claws of the crustacean, and it swung it violently, trying to get rid of it. But the stone seemed to have a mouth, holding it tightly.
This doesn't seem to be stone.
Liu Xingquan observed it and found that it was a creature with a shell like stone. It bit the forelimb of the crustacean tightly and refused to let go no matter how the monster shook it. He watched for a while, took out the knife from his pocket and walked forward.
The crustacean was still trying to shake the stone creature off its forelimbs. When Liu Xingquan tried to put his hand on its forelimbs, it hissed as a warning. Liu Xingquan spread his hands, showing no aggression. The crustacean grunted and continued to shake the stone. He suddenly pulled out the knife and stabbed it into the crack of the stone creature. The stone creature let go of the crustacean's forelimbs with a puff and slid down.
Liu Xingquan turned the knife in the crack and stretched it open , revealing pink flesh inside the stone shell. It looked like a creature similar to an oyster. He thought, then, can this be eaten?
Soon, another crustacean came to Liu Xingquan, and this time it stretched out a limb to show him, and there was indeed a stone biting on it. So Liu Xingquan did the same thing, using a knife to pry off the oyster-like stone creature. Several crustaceans came to ask for help one after another, and soon, there were five or six of them in front of Liu Xingquan.
Liu Xingquan was now faced with a huge problem. He had no tools to make a fire and could not make a fire at all. He looked at the fresh pink meat inside the stone and felt worried. At this moment, his stomach growled with hunger and his head began to feel a little dizzy. Since it was a bit like an oyster, it should be able to be eaten raw like an oyster. He made up his mind, dug out a piece of meat with a knife, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Grass, it tastes terrible.
"If the food problem is not solved, I think the crew will rebel collectively." Captain Madara said to Xiaozhen.
This was the first big problem Xiaozhen faced after starting this journey. Liu Xingquan's disappearance happened suddenly, so the ship set sail before the fully automatic kitchen was installed.
In Xiao Zhen's eyes, although there was no fully automatic kitchen, there was energy supply, so it was no problem to set up a temporary kitchen. But he never expected that none of the crew members on the ship, including himself, had the talent to be a cook.
The ship was stockpiled with a large amount of military compressed nutrient solution, which was bearable for one or two days, but became tasteless after the third day. After a week, eating had become a torture.
Fei politely told Xiaozhen that there were . Liu Bei told Xiaozhen that without a cook, the ship would be like a soulless ship.
They had been sailing for a week. Every crew member was suffering from military nutrient solution. Even if they could enjoy ice cream at any time, it could not save their hunger for staple . At this time, Roken M89 said that it could cook.
Captain Madara was surprised and asked, "You can cook?"
"I have more than 2,000 recipes in my storage area, although this is only for intelligence analysis." Roken M89 said, "Considering everyone's work situation, I can cook according to the recipes."
"Okay, okay!" Xiao Zhen immediately placed great expectations on Rocken M89. To be honest, he was also tired of drinking nutrient solution.
At lunchtime that day, Ms. Fei, the three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang, Captain Ban and Xiao Zhen sat in the dining room, excitedly waiting for the first real meal on the ship. The Rocken M89 pushed the dining cart over, and when it opened the metal cover, the crew exclaimed in admiration.
As expected of a robot that excels at precise calculations, every dish it serves is delicious and presentable.
When the food was served in front of them, everyone happily put the food into their mouths.
Xiao Zhen chewed it. He suddenly thought, robots have no sense of taste, why did he naively think that robots could cook? ?
It's so unpalatable!!!
