"After encountering it a few times, you'll get used to it... Look at Ah Da, how proficient he is in these wild survival rules, carrying a knife that slices through metal like mud, even able to carve stones into pots!
Isn't this the experience accumulated from killing someone and hiding in the deep mountains for months, not daring to come out, as a form of revenge?"
Ah Da's face showed a bit of embarrassment as he said, "I didn't hide; I was just purely bored with life and wanted to experience the life of a wild man in the deep mountains and wild forests."
The group nearly burst into laughter.
"Yes yes, you weren't hiding."
Meng Xing was listening to these people still in a mood for teasing and joking in such a fugitive environment, and his mood unexpectedly relaxed a bit.
However, his head was still dizzy, and he felt a bit nauseated and wanted to vomit.
His originally cold body, after being warmed by the fire, felt somewhat drowsy.
