However, in the short term, with his crazy digestion, perhaps the frost power in his body will recover faster, and the speed of enhancement may also increase faster.
After all, being in a high-energy environment all day long is a paradise for a power that requires energy.
However, if he wants to change the situation and return to homeostasis again.
The best way is to find ways to increase consumption capacity.
That is to increase the strength of gastric acid in his body, making it easier for him to digest food.
Because his digestion really can't keep up with absorption.
"It's true that things are changing. In the past, absorption could not keep up with digestion."
Bai Chuan sighed in distress.
But if he were asked to give up right away, he would definitely not be happy.
I can only feel half distressed and half happy.
Maybe this is called the trouble of happiness?
Under the shade of the tree, the snake-like dragon monster raised its slender neck and looked at the sky.
…
Two days later, in a cave.
With a burst of breaking sounds, a mouse that had grown a lot in size and had shiny hair walked out of the eggshell-shaped hard object.
The whole rat is somehow different from ordinary rats. The hind limbs are extremely thick and full of strong and tough muscles.
The most surprising thing is that it actually uses its hind limbs to support its entire body while standing.
As soon as it came out, it hadn't taken a clear look at the surrounding environment. A pair of black, bright and spiritual mouse eyes kept turning, as if it was looking for something.
It's a pity that now the place has long been deserted, leaving only an empty cave for it.
After realizing that it had not found the target it was looking for, it lowered its head in disappointment and called softly a few times.
Suddenly its nose twitched a few times, as if it smelled something familiar. A hint of surprise flashed in its eyes, and it casually bent down and left quickly.
It is worth mentioning that when it left, it seemed that it was not sure of its speed. It ran suddenly and turned into an invisible gray shadow and hit the wall.
…
At the same time, somewhere in the woods.
Bang!
"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it that broke my tracking technique? Ah!!"
Along with the sound of a big tree falling, an extremely angry roar sounded.
At this moment, a bald man with a shiny head and scars was venting to a big tree, roaring angrily while venting.
The tone was full of reluctance, but also contained a hint of despair that could not be concealed.
This person is none other than Zhang DaDa, who just a few days ago had proudly planned to harm a large number of people.
At this moment, he is no longer as confident and proud as before. His weathered face has a pair of extremely red eyes. It is obvious that he has not rested for many days.
This is already the second day since his compass tracking failed. Ever since the compass suddenly failed and cut off the clue for some unknown reason yesterday, he has lost his target in the boundless forest and has no idea where he is going.
Coupled with the torture of his sanity by those remaining spirits and the constant countdown of his life, he has entered a state of madness.
Who is it? Can you actually remove his tracking method?
You must know that the tracking method he used is not a living creature such as a poisonous insect, but is fed day and night, thus soaking a faint smell into the target's flesh and blood.
How could this kind of aura that permeates all of one's own flesh and blood be eliminated?
How was it cleared?
He can't understand!
In this case, if you want to erase it, you have to either completely burn the entire target to ashes and sprinkle it into the water to hide the smell, or destroy the compass in his hand, otherwise there is no other way.
But what about now?
The compass remains, but the scent of the target is lost.
Could it be that the person who took it away could forcibly suppress the ice silkworm?
But even if the ice silkworm is in a depressed state, without a suppressor, Seven Limits will never be able to suppress it.
What kind of power is this? Someone from the royal family? Or is it an existence beyond the eighth limit?
No matter which one he can afford to offend now.
The more he thought about it, the more desperate Zhang boldly punched a big tree one after another, and a deep hole suddenly appeared.
"ah!!!"
In his incompetent rage, he unleashed his rage and smashed the tree.
And his actions seemed to scare the animals in the nearby forest into panic.
Unfortunately, a male sika deer ran in the wrong direction and came towards him.
This movement happened to be heard by Zhang DaDa, who was venting his anger. He stopped his movements and raised his head. His face was now covered with black lines that looked like breathing.
His face was covered with black lines like a living black creature, coupled with a pair of eyes as red as an evil spirit, and a ferocious expression with teeth exposed, making him look more like an evil spirit in the deep forest than a human being.
"Well done!"
He grinned ferociously, as if he had found a living creature to vent his anger on. A pair of thick hands stretched forward, and slowly dragged the sika deer into the darkness amidst the frightened eyes and cries.
After a while, amidst heavy breathing, a shrill and frightening scream came from the deep forest, lasting for a long time.
The nearby animals were so frightened that they no longer dare to come near.
After a while, he walked out with disheveled clothes and a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. At this time, a trace of clarity finally returned to his red eyes.
He looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "It seems that now we can only rush to Daze in advance and try to see if we can intercept it."
…
At the same time, after so many days of fermentation.
Without Bai Chuan knowing, his previous residence had already been completely found by a large group of people searching for it.
"Sure enough, even if this strange beast is not a dragon, it is not an ordinary creature. It actually knows how to hide itself and has created such a perfect lair."
An old woman squatted on the ground and kept touching the various traces inside the cave. She kept praising: "The perfect and hidden ventilation passage, twists and turns at key places, creates a tunnel that will not allow water to accumulate on the ground." Entrances and exits creep into the nest, and the interior of the nest is divided into perfect chambers for storing food, waste, and rest.”
She paused, stood up, and touched the dense inner wall that was pressed on the side.
"Coupled with the neatly trimmed inner walls that won't collapse at all, this person should have the most basic wisdom and know how to think."
"Snake Woman, is this really as exaggerated as you say?"
A young guy next to him said with a puzzled look on his face. He really couldn't understand how he could see so many things just by touching the traces.
"You don't understand this." The old woman glanced at him and said, "I have been exposed to snakes and various poisons for most of my life, and I have never seen such a perfect cave. You see, what ordinary creatures would do to themselves What are the categories of excrement, food and resting places?”
"You see, he even placed a shell in the place where the food is stored to hold the food and avoid dirt and sand...wait, shell?"
