Chapter 1: Struggling to survive (2/2)

It would be nice to have a knife, and it would be evenbetter to have a lighter.

Yan Mo forbids himself to worry about it. If you want something, you will only want more. And now he has nothing but a straw rope around his waist and a grass pocket make shift crotch front covering underwer-ish that protects his grandchildren bag(scrotum).

1].... I guess some sort of Tarzan style crotch wear

That straw rope and grass pocket make shift crotch front covering underwer-ish was necessary because he had to crawl on the deserted grass, and he was afraid of hurting the private parts, and be temporarily smashed together the weeds to cover the front part, but this temporary grass pocket make shift crotch front covering underwer-ish is not comfortable, although there is no direct contact with the ground, but the burrs and hardness of the weeds also scratches and bruised him.

Yan Mo guessed that he was probably abandoned, because he was unable to walk because of the injury, plus the infection this meant that the person who discarded him did not think he could still live, and he did not have a piece of clothing, probably also that's meant they discarded him. The person thinks that since this person is going to die, there is no need for him to possess those things.

If his guess is true, when the ordinary people don't even give clothes to the dead clothes one can see how pitiful they are.

Of course, he also had a thought about it. For example, his body was kidnapped. The kidnapper found that he could not use it for whatever purpose of kidnapping and he simply discarded him. In order not to let the police find more clues, even the clothes were taken away

If this guess is true, then at least he has the possibility to return to modern society.

But!

Looking at this tanned skin, although it is not a natural black (African) species, but it can not be seen as a brown(Latino) or yellow person (Asian)

Looking at the rough ankles and palms. At first glance, it seems like someone who hasn't done a lot of manual work. There are not only a bunch of old men look but also not rough skin. It looks like a rich boy who was kidnapped?

Therefore, he must have come to a place that is particularly poor and has a special folk customs. How can someone leave a child who is near dead? Maybe the people here don't even understand the legal system, or they are a group of extremely sinister criminal concentration camps.

No matter which one it is, it is terrible.

”Ah!” Yan Mo screamed and slammed his head into the water again. This time he didn't cool down, but shampooed his hair.

His scalp was itching, and he could even clearly feel the blood-sucking black bugs traversing his scalp.

If he has a knife in his hand, he will shave himself!

Yan Mo pulled his head out of the leeches water again, and finally the scalp was not so itchy.

Now he can start to think about how to live.

First of all, he needs to carefully scrutinize this small grassland, and may find herbs that stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

It would be better if you could find some hard shrubs that could replace the weed crouch pant so that he could re-brap and fix the broken bones.

Secondly, he still needs a weapon to defend himself. It is almost in the evening, not only will the night wild things come out, but also the wild animals will soon gather here to drink. If he can't leave here before dark, and since he has no weapons or no fire to defend himself. He has to wait to be eaten by the wold animal

Still he should leave as soon as possible. Although there is water here, it is too dangerous to stick around

Yan Mo glanced through the grassy beach and saw no shrub-like plants, only weeds.

Focusing on the deeper weeds, Yan Mo laid and uses his arms to crawl forward, hoping to find some useful herbs.

Suddenly! A black spear stuck the earth in front of him.

Yan Mo was paralyzed, then excited, someone is here!

The man standing behind Yan Mo blocked his way with a spear, and his eyes swept over the teenager's bare back, focusing on the slightly buttocks.

The man hid his crotch with his empty hand, like he was considering whether he would first come up with a diarrhea, or directly rope the person back and take it back.

This kid is wounded like this, looks like he has 80% chance dying, if he is not dead or cruel eaten by animals, bringing him back is also a waste of food.

Yan Mo tried to prop up his upper body and he wanted to look back at the human being standing behind.

Yan Mo saw the appearance of the person behind him.

The man also saw the appearance of Yan Mo.

The little face was washed very cleanly, and the wounded person looked really handsome boy.

Yan Mo snorted, this man is definitely not a good person, when Yan No was looking at his eyes tye man looked like watching a piece of meat.

And this is a savage land?

No matter how good his figure is, the man can't hide the savage and bloodthirsty temperament of his body, not to mention that he not only has a tattoo on his face also a piece of animal skin around his waist.

Admits amongst modern people who will wear this style ofdress up?

Yan Mo felt murderous, the other side wants to kill him!

Almost as soon as the man is about to kill him, Yan Mo squeezed out one of his most sultry coquettish smiles.

The man reached for Yan Mo neck and stopped. He wanted to snap the boy's neck for the boy own sake-merciful death. Although he wanted to come here before and leave right away but it was late, the sun was going to fall, he had to rush back to the tribe. This grassy land is not so safe at night.

”Brother, give me a food to eat, and I will be a cow(work) for you...is that okay?”

The man couldn't understand what Yan Mo was saying, but he looked at the little cute face with a thick smile and suddenly felt very fond of it.

...Or bring it back home and take care of it? If the boy ends up disabled, he can use it for other purposes. If he has a use for it, it will be fine. It is just like when you reserve food in winter.

”Brother I don't have a family. As long as you are willing to save me, I will definitely repay you.”

The voice sounds good too. It will be very exciting to listen to him when he is crying(moaning-ish).

”Brother...” Yan Mo didn't have time to say the third sentence. He was slashed on the neck by a man's spear and fainted straight away