Set out again in the morning.

They have now penetrated deep into the heart of the forest and cannot easily leave the forest whether they move forward or backward.

The group of red deer was still following Zhang Zi'an, about twenty meters behind. The deer staggered in front, and the remaining deer followed leisurely, focusing on looking for salt grains from the soil and grass leaves.

After resting in the middle of the night, the deer recovered some of its physical strength. Although it still couldn't run, at least it was fine to walk.

Zhang Zi'an used salt to attract deer to see how the deer herd was infected with prion protein. The deer showed no signs of infection or disease. It is logical that he did not need to continue to lead them away, but he found that the deer had the talent to find water sources, which was very important in the forest, and... even if he did not sprinkle salt, the deer did not seem to plan to leave.

The injured deer turned around and stared back from time to time as she walked, but not looking at the herd behind, but something further away.

Zhang Zi'an looked with a telescope, but could only see the dense forest.

"What is it looking at?" Lao Cha also discovered this problem.

"have no idea."

Zhang Zian shook his head, but he felt a little worried in his heart. Could it be that the black bear was holding a grudge and kept following them quietly, ready to take revenge?

There is this possibility.

The territory of a male adult black bear is as wide as dozens of square kilometers. The black bear was away from his nest for one or two days before, probably going to hunt, inspect the territory, or find a female bear to mate. For it, Zhang Zian was a hateful invader. Not only did it suffer in great pain, but he also snatched food from it, and he would inevitably hold a grudge.

It feared the power of bear-proof spray and did not dare to attack again rashly, but followed far behind and waited for an opportunity.

As an old opponent in the forest, the leading buck may have some intuition, knowing that the black bear is following, so he leads the deer to follow Zhang Zian because it feels that he can easily fight off the black bear and protect the deer.

What can Zhang Zian do? He is also very desperate. Whether it is the deer or the black bear, if they are willing, they will follow. Anyway, he will not stay in the forest for too long.

A mixed news is that after dawn, the fog gradually dissipated, revealing the cloudy sky, and the sun was still not visible, but at least the visibility increased.

Last night, he focused all on the black bear and did not pay much attention to the movements of the elf. At this time, he looked through the electronic map and found that it was closer to it. It had been wandering somewhere and did not continue to run.

Femath found Mike's smell again and continued to track it.

Mike did not follow a straight line, but was more similar to the S-shaped type. In order to expand the search area as much as possible in the forest, Zhang Zian could only follow his route to avoid losing.

The spotted owl stood side by side on top of his backpack and napped. He also wanted to take a nap. He slept too little last night and could hardly open his eyes. But he had no choice but to keep walking and strive to leave the black bear's territory earlier. Although this often means entering the territory of the other black bear, he has no enemies with other black bears.

After walking for another morning, as the backpack gradually reduced its weight, Zhang Zian adapted to the hiking method in the forest. He could vaguely feel that it was easy to walk wherever it was difficult to walk. He could avoid some hidden pits blocked by dead leaves, instead of stepping in just like the previous two days before discovering it.

Nevertheless, due to the twists and turns, he did not go far in the straight line in the forest.

After lunch, continue on the road.

As we walked, the spotted owl, who had been standing quietly on the backpack, suddenly became restless. It spread its wings, screamed on the top of the backpack, and was still circling anxiously.

Richard was squeezed to the edge of the backpack like an angry young wife, and then squeezed it for a while and it was about to fall off the backpack.

"Gaga! I am a tiger in the sun, don't bully you, owl!" It shouted with a fierce look on its face, but its body kept retreating.

Zhang Zian didn't know what was going on, but he felt that the two birds on his backpack were tossing very hard, so he made Richard quieter and don't bully the newcomer.

Richard was indignant, obviously he was bullied.

After walking forward for more than ten minutes, Zhang Zi'an suddenly felt that his backpack was lighter. At the same time, he heard Richard shouting happily: "Gaga! This free meal has finally gotten out! You know what you know, remember not to appear in front of me in the future!"

Zhang Zi'an turned around and looked up, and saw that the spotted owl had fallen on a branch next to him.

He checked its injuries this morning, and the burns were not completely healed. When he tried to pull the injured wing, it would tensely retract its wings, and the other side was fine, so he estimated that the injury still felt pain.

"We have to keep going forward," he said to it, and said it twice, stretching his arms and patting the top of the backpack, signaling it to come back.

It turned its head and looked around, still holding the branches with its claws, without any intention of returning to its backpack.

Zhang Zi'an waited on the spot for two or three minutes, just thinking it was a rest, but he couldn't wait for it, so he had to wave goodbye to it, "Okay, then goodbye, be careful in the future."

Richard was finally able to occupy the throne on the top of his backpack and kept urging him to leave quickly.

While he was resting, Feimas did not rest and ran ahead to explore the way. At this time, it trotted back and said, "There is a sign of someone in front."

"Oh?" Zhang Zian was shocked, not knowing what it felt.

He has been in the forest for almost three days. Since he was not taking the officially recommended hiking route, he didn't even encounter a half-person figure along the way. Logically speaking, he should be as happy as if he met an old friend in a foreign land, but who would appear in the depths of such a forest?

"Is it Megan?" he asked.

Feimas shook his head, "It's the smell of many people, the smell of many animals, and even the strong smell of gasoline and engine oil, and... the smell of blood."

He was stunned for a moment and immediately realized, "It's a slaughterhouse!"

If these conditions can meet the only slaughterhouses in the forest.

Could it be...

He looked up at the spotted owl again. Could it be that this little guy was injured when he hit the power grid in the slaughterhouse?

If a slaughterhouse built in the forest is not set up, there will definitely be many carnivorous and scavengers attracted by the smell of blood, causing great trouble and threat to the equipment and employees of the slaughterhouse.

No wonder it refused to move forward. It probably recognized the nearby terrain and knew that the power grid that hurt itself was right in front of it. It still remembered the pain of being shocked, so it was so scared that it dared not move on. Even if the injury had not healed, it was unwilling to stay on his backpack.
Chapter completed!