At night, in order to collect clues as much as possible, Zhang Zi'an asked Mrs. Miller about all Meghan's hobbies and habits, as well as Mike's personality and physical characteristics. Mrs. Miller cooperated and told her very well. Until nearly midnight, Mrs. Miller returned to the room in the inner room, and Zhang Zi'an stayed in the room outside, each sleeping in his clothes.

Since the public opinion reversed and the media portrayed Megan as a escapist, Mrs. Miller was under great pressure. Coupled with her concern about her daughter's safety, her nerves were almost broken, but no one was willing to listen to her. Veteran Mike believed her, but he was taciturn and was not a suitable person to talk to. Until she poured out the things that had been in her heart for a long time to Zhang Zi'an, her heart felt much more relaxed, as if she had divided the burden on her shoulders to Zhang Zi'an... So, this night was the only night she fell asleep in more than half a month.

Zhang Zi'an didn't sleep for too long, mainly because he was not used to living environment and forest nights. In addition, the deer-headed specimen was reflected by the fireplace, which was quite creepy. Finally, he found a piece of cloth to cover it, and then fell asleep in a daze. Whenever the sound of dead branches breaking or fallen leaves being trampled outside the house, he would wake up nervously. However, when the elves were sleeping very peacefully, at least they looked very peacefully, and knew that they were just harmless animals running by, so they continued to sleep.

This night I lived in a wooden house was a perfect transition before entering the forest. Otherwise, if I was directly camping in the forest, my mental stress would probably be ten times greater than this. At least there was a solid wooden house as a barrier, rather than a thin tent.

The next morning.

When Mrs. Miller came out of the inner room, he turned over and sat up and wiped his face.

There is no running water in the wooden house, and all the water is transported by oneself, making life quite inconvenient.

The two of them ate some food casually, and Zhang Zi'an said goodbye and set off - it was dawn late in the forest and it was dark early, so we must try our best to make use of the daytime to travel more.

He could barely receive a cell phone signal in the cabin, but the signal strength was not enough to go online. He sent the gps coordinates of the cabin to Xiaoxue who was still in the United States and his friends in China.

Mrs. Miller slept peacefully and became much more energetic. She asked him how many days he expected to come out. The implication was that she would call the police if she didn't come out.

He did not dare to assert that there were too many problems involved, such as he was a novice and had no experience in hiking alone forests, and could not estimate his own footpaths. For example, if he found an abnormal situation and continued to track it, God knew how long it would take, and in the end he gave a vague answer of seven days.

After he came here, he felt like a mirror. If he encountered any danger and was trapped in the forest, there was probably no hope for the police to carry out efficient search and rescue. When it was really that way, it would be useless to call the police.

The hiking bag is ready, big and heavy, with tents, moisture-proof mats, pots, bowls, raw rice, canned food, compressed dry food, chocolate and other camping supplies and foods, and even cats' drinking water basin. Only a small amount of drinking water is brought, because the water is too heavy and there is no shortage of water in the mahogany forest. You can drink it after filtering and disinfection.

Feimas carried a bag with some food from the elves to help him reduce the burden.

As soon as he carried the hiking bag, he felt like he was carrying a mountain, and he almost fell backwards. Mrs. Miller quickly helped her.

"Is it okay to be so heavy?" she asked worriedly.

Veteran Mike and Zhang Zi'an's style of entering the forest was completely different. The former carried a gun and went in, while the latter almost seemed to be moving. She couldn't say which one would make her feel more at ease.

"No problem, I didn't master the balance just now."

Zhang Zi'an walked a few steps while holding the wall, and gradually mastered the trick. He leaned forward at an angle so that the center of gravity of his upper body and backpack fell directly above his legs, so that he could walk normally.

As a novice in hiking, he wanted to carry everything with him, for fear of missing things and encountering food shortages, which made his backpack heavier. He himself was not sure how far could he walk in the forest with such a heavy bag?

This is not because he is not physically strong, but because of his adaptability. Just like some workers who are used to carrying heavy objects, their physical strength is not much stronger than him, but their body, muscles and nerves have adapted, so the heavy objects on their backs are still walking like flying.

"Femas, let's go."

He helped maintain balance with a hiking pole and asked Feimas to lead the way ahead.

Feimas slept in the wooden house all night, and had already remembered the smell of Mike clearly. He barked and ran in front of him, and stopped from time to time to wait for him.

"Take care! Take care of yourself!" Mrs. Miller looked at his back and said in a vocal voice: "Bring both of them back!"

"Don't worry! Mrs. Miller, take care of yourself!"

Zhang Zian was inconvenient to look back and did not dare to stop, for fear that he would never take any steps after stopping, so he clenched his fists to show his confidence.

The woods were still filled with morning mist, the air was extremely humid, and the visibility was almost zero after a dozen steps.

The surroundings were very quiet, not even a bird's song, as quiet as a grave, only the crackling sound of his trampling on dead branches and heavy breathing.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the wooden house and Mrs. Miller had already disappeared in the fog. The elves who had been holding on for a long time finally spoke.

"Meow Meow Meow! I'm so tired! I won't leave anymore, I'm going to go back to my phone and rest!"

The snow lion's short legs were deep and shallow on the dead leaves in the forest, staggering and being thrown on the back. The snow-white hair was also covered with dirt like soil. What's even more disgusting is that there are often squirming of earthworms under the leaves.

Zhang Zi'an was too lazy to talk and took it back to his phone directly, which was a waste of time. He didn't prepare raw beef brisket for it anyway.

Lao Cha asked first: "Zi'an, is that elf still there?"

"It's there." Zhang Zi'an looked down at his phone and said gasping: "I looked at it several times last night, and now it has been staying in this forest, far ahead, moving very slowly, moving in the forest, like a s-shaped step forward, as if searching for something."

"Hiss...If this is the case, it may be a little bad..." Lao Cha took a breath and pondered without saying a word.

Richard couldn't stand on Zhang Zi'an's shoulders, so he could only stand on the top of his backpack. Instead, he had a wider field of vision. It jumped and said, "Gaga! Why do you say that?"

Zhang Zi'an replied to Lao Cha: "Because this elf has stayed for too long and has moved too wide, he has been here from San Francisco and has neither disappeared nor been captured, so it is likely to attract other players."
Chapter completed!